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(Albert Einstein)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2584715996496030906</id><published>2011-06-18T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:36:30.824-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOVO BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://singelamenteamor.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="Vidas que se encontram"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Vidas que se encontram" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7Hu3b9GP18/TfQJ4LAgXjI/AAAAAAAAARs/53_8R7BX_sw/s240/jkjgklgjsklgjljs.jpg" /&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;b style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;CONFIRAM E SIGAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-2584715996496030906?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2584715996496030906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2011/06/novo-blog-confiram-e-sigam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2584715996496030906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2584715996496030906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2011/06/novo-blog-confiram-e-sigam.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7Hu3b9GP18/TfQJ4LAgXjI/AAAAAAAAARs/53_8R7BX_sw/s72-c/jkjgklgjsklgjljs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5413832005247887202</id><published>2011-04-24T23:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:24:42.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Outono</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;é o começo da aproximação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;dos abraços mais apertados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;dos dias mais curtos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;e não menos apressados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x5vF2wKoffk/TbTbTZkgBcI/AAAAAAAAA7c/_voifRB4qmw/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x5vF2wKoffk/TbTbTZkgBcI/AAAAAAAAA7c/_voifRB4qmw/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ah, como amo outono. Dias mágicos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5413832005247887202?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5413832005247887202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2011/04/outono.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5413832005247887202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5413832005247887202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2011/04/outono.html' title='Outono'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x5vF2wKoffk/TbTbTZkgBcI/AAAAAAAAA7c/_voifRB4qmw/s72-c/images+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8926741109128156941</id><published>2011-04-10T20:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:05:39.771-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vestibular da vida .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TRPqUA8E29I/AAAAAAAAA5s/qPb-yQvHUCk/s1600/vcadvhoasifhspfodsh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TRPqUA8E29I/AAAAAAAAA5s/qPb-yQvHUCk/s400/vcadvhoasifhspfodsh.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;É tempo de renovar as esperanças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;fazer as pazes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;encontrar aquele sorriso que a muito não se vê;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Renovar o astral,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Não cometer erros passados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;aprender;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Fazer planos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;buscar novos sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;estar ao lado de quem amamos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Descobrir Novos Caminhos para Trilhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Brincar de ser feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recomeçar&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="clear: both;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Feliz Ano Novo a todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; 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font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-8676428530313806719?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8676428530313806719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/12/tudo-novo-de-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8676428530313806719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8676428530313806719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/12/tudo-novo-de-novo.html' title='Tudo novo de novo.'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TRPqUA8E29I/AAAAAAAAA5s/qPb-yQvHUCk/s72-c/vcadvhoasifhspfodsh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5020244270318559753</id><published>2010-10-19T20:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:16:30.339-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TL4Yoiv_hCI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-Rnqb97Ah_k/s1600/sonhar1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TL4Yoiv_hCI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-Rnqb97Ah_k/s1600/sonhar1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Um simples verbo que rege o mundo e nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;É precioso e democrático: todos têm acesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Quem imaginaria que essas singelas palavras significariam e mudariam a vida de todos. Seja dormindo ou acordado, sonhos são avisos, são respostas do&amp;nbsp;inconsciente para a realidade. É a dissimulação do que vivemos. É a idealização do que somos. É engrandecer o comum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Sonhe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5020244270318559753?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5020244270318559753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonhar_19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5020244270318559753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5020244270318559753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonhar_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TL4Yoiv_hCI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-Rnqb97Ah_k/s72-c/sonhar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-4981180913101407064</id><published>2010-10-16T17:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T17:18:50.743-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la vida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Acordei inspirada! e com muita vontade de tirar o atraso dos posts. Ficar sem escrever aqui por um longo tempo foi tão ruim. Assim, preferi começar falando sobre os sonhos. Refleti tanto sobre eles durante esse tempo longe do "Inconstante" e minha vida ficou mais constante do que nunca. Essa rotina quase me matou! Finalmente a inconstância da minha vida está de volta e o brilho nos meus olhos também!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Espero que hoje o céu esteja estrelado e a Lua muito bonita! Porque agora terei tempo para observar as constelações, o céu, a Lua, ... Isso me deixa tão bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;De volta a vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TLoIBm6OzAI/AAAAAAAAA5c/53URGXkjxJ4/s1600/P1080463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TLoIBm6OzAI/AAAAAAAAA5c/53URGXkjxJ4/s200/P1080463.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"A vida é "muito" pra ser insignificante." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Chaplin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-4981180913101407064?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4981180913101407064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-la-vida.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4981180913101407064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4981180913101407064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva la vida.'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TLoIBm6OzAI/AAAAAAAAA5c/53URGXkjxJ4/s72-c/P1080463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-84916277950829003</id><published>2010-06-28T14:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:39:43.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TCjeOqjkWxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5O5mfXbZU2I/s1600/por_do_sol_na_baia_galleryfull.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TCjeOqjkWxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5O5mfXbZU2I/s400/por_do_sol_na_baia_galleryfull.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É o perigo constante que deixa a vida interessante .&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/6020572913670567563-84916277950829003?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/84916277950829003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-o-perigo-constante-que-deixa-vida.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/84916277950829003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/84916277950829003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-o-perigo-constante-que-deixa-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TCjeOqjkWxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5O5mfXbZU2I/s72-c/por_do_sol_na_baia_galleryfull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8663141611197344260</id><published>2010-06-20T21:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:53:14.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um sorriso, seu sorriso II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TB624HKMiDI/AAAAAAAAA3c/mYTaQnQfJ7k/s1600/OgAAANZazdgZ3MeOBf9yw4SOcJPcwJc3Di4k_WQ8nIimGkJgK36sshmyMKlRa6pSpYAxsBCD2LNgOiJKPkrFJNeGaikAm1T1UCkMJ_IXswK5i8Y3Cb5b0au1aCGm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TB624HKMiDI/AAAAAAAAA3c/mYTaQnQfJ7k/s400/OgAAANZazdgZ3MeOBf9yw4SOcJPcwJc3Di4k_WQ8nIimGkJgK36sshmyMKlRa6pSpYAxsBCD2LNgOiJKPkrFJNeGaikAm1T1UCkMJ_IXswK5i8Y3Cb5b0au1aCGm.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Percorri diversos caminhos para encontrar&amp;nbsp; seu sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;te amo ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;créditos da foto: Juan Luís &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-8663141611197344260?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8663141611197344260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-sorriso-seu-sorriso-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8663141611197344260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8663141611197344260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/06/um-sorriso-seu-sorriso-ii.html' title='Um sorriso, seu sorriso II'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/TB624HKMiDI/AAAAAAAAA3c/mYTaQnQfJ7k/s72-c/OgAAANZazdgZ3MeOBf9yw4SOcJPcwJc3Di4k_WQ8nIimGkJgK36sshmyMKlRa6pSpYAxsBCD2LNgOiJKPkrFJNeGaikAm1T1UCkMJ_IXswK5i8Y3Cb5b0au1aCGm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-4381606383651359526</id><published>2010-03-28T20:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:30:18.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O que faz você feliz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S6_mQi_QiLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/9Pjo-nb2448/s1600/charming-waterfall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S6_mQi_QiLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/9Pjo-nb2448/s320/charming-waterfall.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um abraço apertado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma risada infinita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um sonho encantado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma pessoa amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um&amp;nbsp;pôr-do-sol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;alaranjado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um dia sem fazer nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um &lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;queijo&lt;/span&gt; com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;goiabada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um chocolate derretido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um gesto bonito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma piscada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um arrepio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um dia frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um filme chato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um namorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uma alegria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma vida &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma conversa c o m p r i d a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma compreensão infinita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;uma felicidade constante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;o viajante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;um sorriso &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-4381606383651359526?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4381606383651359526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-que-faz-voce-feliz.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4381606383651359526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4381606383651359526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-que-faz-voce-feliz.html' title='O que faz você feliz?'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S6_mQi_QiLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/9Pjo-nb2448/s72-c/charming-waterfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5578239044369457477</id><published>2010-03-21T11:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:45:28.962-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um sorriso, seu sorriso .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Os velhos olhos vermelhos &lt;strong&gt;sumiram &lt;/strong&gt;de vez ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Nada como um dia após dia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S6Yw5QmVHDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/KlkLi33qSB8/s1600-h/felicidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S6Yw5QmVHDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/KlkLi33qSB8/s320/felicidade.jpg" vt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Não importa o quanto seu coração esteja quebrado e triste, você deve sempre sorrir :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;e tire seus problemas do centro das atenções !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;No fim sempre dá certo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;... se não deu certo ainda, é porque não chegou o fim ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-5578239044369457477?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5578239044369457477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-sorriso-seu-sorriso.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5578239044369457477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5578239044369457477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-sorriso-seu-sorriso.html' title='Um sorriso, seu sorriso .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S6Yw5QmVHDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/KlkLi33qSB8/s72-c/felicidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1256417082115233103</id><published>2010-02-07T21:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:44:17.804-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pessoas que amamos .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S29PzEzp-0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/uZplcetfimA/s1600-h/family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S29PzEzp-0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/uZplcetfimA/s320/family.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Penso que as pessoas que mais amamos são levadas de nós muito rapidamente, que não nos sobra tempo para amá-las o suficiente .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Talvez o tempo não seja tão rápido . Mas cada momento com elas é infinito e marcante (seja com nossos pais, amigos, namorado, ...), mesmo que no instante não seja perceptível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por isso, ame sem fronteiras e sem limites. Abrace com a maior profundidade e sinceridade. Sinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E por fim: sempre deixe as pessoas com palavras amorosas, pode ser a última vez que você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;as veja ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(William Shakespeare - referência)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-1256417082115233103?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1256417082115233103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/02/pessoas-que-amamos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1256417082115233103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1256417082115233103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/02/pessoas-que-amamos.html' title='Pessoas que amamos .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S29PzEzp-0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/uZplcetfimA/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5333668985978421065</id><published>2010-01-26T22:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:48:01.418-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S1-MUOfHGFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/o6mxJ4QC4Ao/s1600-h/sakura.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S1-MUOfHGFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/o6mxJ4QC4Ao/s320/sakura.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;' Ninguém como você sabia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: large;"&gt;que dentro do meu peito estava um coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: large;"&gt;que amava e por você sorria :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Victor Chaves/ Leo Chaves&amp;nbsp;&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/6020572913670567563-5333668985978421065?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5333668985978421065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninguem-como-voce-sabia-que-dentro-do.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5333668985978421065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5333668985978421065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninguem-como-voce-sabia-que-dentro-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/S1-MUOfHGFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/o6mxJ4QC4Ao/s72-c/sakura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5689047896703625827</id><published>2010-01-17T20:52:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:54:51.712-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinta;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O vento que vem de longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;a saudade constante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;o amor &lt;em&gt;impensante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A vida &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;que mesmo sofrida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intensamente&lt;/strong&gt; deve ser vivida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;O &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;brilho&lt;/span&gt; dos olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;o sorriso dos lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;o carinho das mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A alegria de uma criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sua inocência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sua esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Os detalhes de cada vão momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;a chuva que lá fora cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;levando consigo meus secretos pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A imaginação permanente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;um sonho impensado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;as estrelas resplandecentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Os pés que saem fora do chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;que voam como o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;quando estou perto de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;apenas sinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; p&lt;strong&gt;u&lt;/strong&gt;l&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt; d&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; c&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;r&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;ç&lt;strong&gt;ã&lt;/strong&gt;o .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&lt;/em&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/6020572913670567563-5689047896703625827?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5689047896703625827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/01/sinta.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5689047896703625827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5689047896703625827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2010/01/sinta.html' title='Sinta;'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-9003612008265133635</id><published>2009-12-28T19:40:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:52:31.002-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para uma menina com uma flor .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Porque você é uma menina com uma flor e tem uma voz que não sai, eu lhe prometo amor eterno, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;salvo se você bater pino, o que, aliás, você não vai nunca porque você acorda tarde, tem um ar recuado e gosta de brigadeiro: quero dizer, o doce feito com leite condensado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque você é uma menina com uma flor e chorou na estação de Roma porque nossas malas seguiram sozinhas para Paris e você ficou morrendo de pena delas partindo assim no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;meio de todas aquelas malas estrangeiras. E porque você sonha que eu estou passando você para trás, transfere sua d.d.c. para o meu cotidiano, e implica comigo o dia inteiro como se eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SzkoOQvRfzI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ow57wF_ZSjo/s1600-h/OJHlKWlZC7OLzqrf4Y1e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SzkoOQvRfzI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ow57wF_ZSjo/s200/OJHlKWlZC7OLzqrf4Y1e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;tivesse culpa de você ser assim tão subliminar. E porque quando você começou a gostar de mim procurava saber por todos os modos com que camisa esporte eu ia sair para fazer mimetismo de amor,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;se vestindo parecido. E porque você tem um rosto que está sempre um nicho, mesmo quando põe o cabelo para cima, parecendo uma santa moderna, e anda lento, e fala em 33 rotações mas sem ficar chata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque você é uma menina com uma flor, eu lhe predigo muitos anos de felicidade, pelo menos até eu ficar velho: mas só quando eu der uma paradinha marota para olhar para trás, aí você pode se mandar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;eu compreendo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque você é uma menina com uma flor e tem um andar de pajem medieval; e porque você quando canta nem um mosquito ouve a sua voz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e você desafina lindo e logo conserta, e às vezes acorda no meio da noite e fica cantando feito uma maluca. E porque você tem um ursinho chamado Nounouse e fala mal de mim para ele, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e ele escuta e não concorda porque ele é muito meu chapa, e quando você se sente perdida e sozinha no mundo você se deita agarrada com ele e chora feito uma boba fazendo um bico deste tamanho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque você é uma menina que não pisca nunca e seus olhos foram feitos na primeira noite da Criação, e você é capaz de ficar me olhando horas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque você é uma menina que tem medo de ver a Cara-na-Vidraça, e quando eu olho você muito tempo você vai ficando nervosa até eu dizer que estou brincando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque você é uma menina com uma flor e cativou meu coração e adora purê de batata, eu lhe peço que me sagre seu Constante e Fiel Cavalheiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E sendo você uma menina com uma flor, eu lhe peço também que nunca mais me deixe sozinho, como nesse último mês em Paris; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;fica tudo uma rua silenciosa e escura que não vai dar em lugar nenhum; os móveis ficam parados me olhando com pena; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;é um vazio tão grande que as mulheres nem ousam me amar porque dariam tudo para ter um poeta penando assim por elas, a mão no queixo, a perna cruzada triste e aquele olhar que não vê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque você é a &lt;em&gt;única&lt;/em&gt; menina com uma flor que eu conheço, eu escrevi uma canção tão bonita para você, "Minha namorada", a fim de que, quando eu morrer, você, se por acaso não morrer também, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;fique deitadinha abraçada com Nounouse cantando sem voz aquele pedaço que eu digo que você tem de ser &lt;em&gt;a estrela derradeira, minha amiga e companheira, no infinito de nós dois. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E já que você é uma menina com uma flor e eu estou vendo você subir agora - tão purinha entre as marias-sem-vergonha - a ladeira que traz ao nosso chalé, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;aqui nessas montanhas recortadas pela mão de Guignard; e o meu coração, como quando você me disse que me amava, põe-se a bater cada vez mais depressa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E porque eu me levanto para recolher você no meu abraço, e o mato à nossa volta se faz murmuroso e se enche de vaga-lumes enquanto a noite desce com seus segredos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;suas mortes, seus espantos - eu sei, ah, eu sei que o meu amor por você é feito de todos os amores que eu já tive, e você é a filha dileta de todas as mulheres que eu amei; e que todas as mulheres que eu amei, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;como tristes estátuas ao longo da aléia de um jardim noturno, foram passando você de mão em mão até mim, cuspindo no seu rosto e enfrentando a sua fronte de grinaldas; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;foram passando você até mim entre cantos, súplicas e vociferações - porque você é linda, porque você é meiga e sobretudo porque &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;você é uma menina com uma flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/em&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/6020572913670567563-9003612008265133635?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/9003612008265133635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/12/para-uma-menina.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9003612008265133635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9003612008265133635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/12/para-uma-menina.html' title='Para uma menina com uma flor .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SzkoOQvRfzI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ow57wF_ZSjo/s72-c/OJHlKWlZC7OLzqrf4Y1e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6717423332934486641</id><published>2009-12-22T21:40:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:54:48.929-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninguém sabe o que guardo aqui dentro, do lado esquerdo do peito ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SzFZVCVfOfI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vcJ5hQ1iYco/s1600-h/papoilas-fotomontagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SzFZVCVfOfI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vcJ5hQ1iYco/s320/papoilas-fotomontagem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pois palavras são poucas, insuficientes, para expor tudo que sinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Por mais que pensem que estão fazendo o &lt;strong&gt;melhor&lt;/strong&gt; para mim, na verdade estão me &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;machucando&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;entristecendo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;amedrontando&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como eu queria que tudo fosse diferente. Quantas lágrimas seriam economizadas. Quantos risos seriam ganhos. Quantos momentos poderiam ter sido eternizados pela sua alegria e não pelo seu choro (triste).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;A cada pedido feito a mesma palavra, sempre, era ouvida: &lt;em&gt;"Não!".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Essa palavra me dá calafrios, me entristece, faz com que uma grande vontade de chorar me sonde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As lágrimas são minhas únicas companheiras nesses instantes, pois elas me entendem, me ajudam a acalmar e ter &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;esperança&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;É, descobri que sem&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;esperança&lt;/em&gt; somos nada, eu não teria forças para continuar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aguardarei anciosamente pelo dia em que a palavra &lt;em&gt;"sim"&lt;/em&gt; será dita. Acredito que ouvirei sinos tocando, meus pés irão flutuar. Meu coração ficará cheio de &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas, todos os momentos tinham algo em comum: o &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;. Ele estava presente em cada lágrima derramada, fazendo com que elas doessem &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;profundamente&lt;/span&gt;. E por Ele eu vou até o fim, &lt;em&gt;jamais&lt;/em&gt; irei desistir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-6717423332934486641?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6717423332934486641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/12/momento.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6717423332934486641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6717423332934486641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/12/momento.html' title='Momento.'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SzFZVCVfOfI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vcJ5hQ1iYco/s72-c/papoilas-fotomontagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3453622189511146945</id><published>2009-11-07T10:27:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:39:56.679-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SvVqSSEVDLI/AAAAAAAAAzU/KvIKFSI4_Hs/s1600-h/RAZO_X~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401340190420962482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SvVqSSEVDLI/AAAAAAAAAzU/KvIKFSI4_Hs/s320/RAZO_X~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A distância desespera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A certeza conforta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;A emoção deixa a vida mais bela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;E quando sinto meu coração bater mais forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;é a certeza de que não estou morta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-3453622189511146945?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3453622189511146945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/11/distancia-desespera-certeza-conforta.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3453622189511146945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3453622189511146945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/11/distancia-desespera-certeza-conforta.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SvVqSSEVDLI/AAAAAAAAAzU/KvIKFSI4_Hs/s72-c/RAZO_X~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1361929246011521952</id><published>2009-11-03T22:09:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:21:58.483-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tô postando esse selinho que me chamou muito atenção e, com certeza, merece um lugarzinho aqui no &lt;em&gt;' Pedaços de mim ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasetcetaldigo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img194.imageshack.us/img194/3750/anigifmjg.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As regras são&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Postar as principais coisas que você faz para cuidar do meio ambiente;&lt;br /&gt;2. Indicá-lo para 10 blogueiros que tenham esta preocupação .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As principais coisas que faço para ajudar o meio ambiente, são:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Reutilizar papel (principalmente rascunhos);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Não amassar o papel ao jogar no lixo, porque quando ele está amassado não tem como reciclá-lo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Refletir sobre o senso comum, pelo qual, os seres humanos terão que estabelecer para que os recursos naturais não se esgotem;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Não desperdiçar água (como no banho, escovando os dentes...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Pensar em alternativas sustentáveis;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Descobrir novas formas para que a ação humana cause o mínimo impacto possível no meio ambiente, mas não sou a favor de radicalizar, proibir o uso de materias primas naturais, pois elas são necessárias para a nossa sobrevivência e qualidade de vida;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;* Essas são algumas medidas, além dessas, ainda existem muitas outras, só que ficará muito extenso e cansativo para a leitura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;O que vale é o bom senso de cada um !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eu indico esse selo para todos aqueles que passarem pelo &lt;em&gt;'Pedaços de mim ~&lt;/em&gt; e gostar dele ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&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/6020572913670567563-1361929246011521952?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1361929246011521952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-postando-esse-selinho-que-me-chamou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1361929246011521952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1361929246011521952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-postando-esse-selinho-que-me-chamou.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3673234651025088087</id><published>2009-10-24T18:56:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:11:43.690-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para você, com todo meu amor :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SuNseuOMjcI/AAAAAAAAAx8/l0xRfcICzac/s1600-h/P1040371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396276053579435458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SuNseuOMjcI/AAAAAAAAAx8/l0xRfcICzac/s400/P1040371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Há momentos que eu só queria a mão no ombro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Um abraço apertado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ou mesmo alguém que ficasse ali, quietinho, ao lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sem nada dizer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alguém que risse das minhas piadas sem graça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Que achasse que a minha tristeza fosse a maior do mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Que me tecesse elogios sem fim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;E que apesar de todas essas mentiras úteis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;seja de uma sinceridade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;inquestionável...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Que me mande calar a boca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ou evite um gesto impensado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alguém que me possa dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acho que você está errado, mas estou ao seu lado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dedicado àquele que faz meu coração disparar, com apenas um olhar. Que é o meu sonho mais real e especial que eu já sonhei. É o MEU amor, é mais do que um dia eu imaginei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(William Shakespeare-Adaptado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Foto: Juan&amp;amp;Vanessa &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-3673234651025088087?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3673234651025088087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/10/para-voce-com-todo-meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3673234651025088087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3673234651025088087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/10/para-voce-com-todo-meu-amor.html' title='Para você, com todo meu amor :)'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SuNseuOMjcI/AAAAAAAAAx8/l0xRfcICzac/s72-c/P1040371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7474235421527192185</id><published>2009-10-09T22:21:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:47:14.353-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sonho. Uma palavra tão singela, com 5 letras e que significa MUITO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Já parou pra pensar como seria sua vida &lt;em&gt;sem juros&lt;/em&gt; SONHOS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por qual motivo você acordaria cedo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se esforçaria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se no fim de tudo não existisse um objetivo, um sonho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Imagine, o &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sem sonhos, o que seria dele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Por que as pessoas iriam querer ficar juntas, por que elas se casariam? Se por trás disso tudo sonhos não existissem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Como seria o &lt;span style="color: #99ff99;"&gt;Mundo&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Como seriam as coisas, se aquelas pessoas não tivessem sonhado e acreditado em suas pesquisas, transformando o mundo para sempre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Seu &lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;emprego&lt;/span&gt; ? Já parou pra pensar que se o fundador do lugar onde você trabalha (pode até ser você mesmo!) Não tivesse perseverado, acreditado, e trabalho, principalmente, sonhado, talvez nem existisse seu emprego!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Talvez, sem sonhos, NADA &lt;em&gt;existisse&lt;/em&gt;, Aliás, sem sonhos NADA &lt;em&gt;Vive&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque viver é ter metas, buscar mais felicidade a cada dia, viver cada minuto como se fosse o último, amar o próximo, ter compaixão, fazer do mundo um lugar melhor, trabalhar, acreditar, sorrir e essas coisas se resumem num único verbo: &lt;em&gt;SONHAR&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Então, já imaginou como seria sua vida sem SONHOS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: arial;"&gt;Parece impossível imagininar né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00cccc; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu também acho;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffccff;"&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;Busco um sonho,&lt;br /&gt;Sonho em que existiu,&lt;br /&gt;e me perco ao tentar entendê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que nunca se torne real&lt;br /&gt;É o que me move a buscar.&lt;br /&gt;Buscar viver Deve ser!&lt;br /&gt;Busco o que nem sei o que,&lt;br /&gt;Mas encerrar uma busca,&lt;br /&gt;desistir, entregar-se&lt;br /&gt;significa morrer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Busca-Rascunhomusical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6020572913670567563-7474235421527192185?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7474235421527192185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/10/simplesmente.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7474235421527192185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7474235421527192185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/10/simplesmente.html' title='Simplesmente.'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5131884335179917323</id><published>2009-10-07T20:02:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:23:45.567-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulher dentro de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Ss0jdDRrfzI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KYgDn670mMo/s1600-h/Menina-mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390003311034990386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Ss0jdDRrfzI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KYgDn670mMo/s320/Menina-mulher.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Por você eu descobri a mulher dentro de mim .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Você abriu as portas da emoção &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;E eu nunca pude te dizer que &lt;strong&gt;não&lt;/strong&gt; me faz sorrir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;você me faz sonhar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Adoro tua inocente sedução &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quem é você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(A mulher em mim-&lt;/span&gt;Cesar Lemos/Paulo Bethencourt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5131884335179917323?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5131884335179917323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/10/por-voce-eu-descobri-mulher-dentro-de.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5131884335179917323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5131884335179917323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/10/por-voce-eu-descobri-mulher-dentro-de.html' title='Mulher dentro de mim'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Ss0jdDRrfzI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KYgDn670mMo/s72-c/Menina-mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6343384818010239744</id><published>2009-09-20T11:03:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:49:18.411-02:00</updated><title type='text'>além do senso comum ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383555947514514178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SrY7nGgLSwI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ZwqR75CiP_Q/s200/9100amor.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te amo além do senso comum, porque eu te amo pelo que é, e não pelo que você tem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque eu amo incondicionalmente, amo além das coisas desse mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque te amar está acima de tudo, e por esse amor eu enfrento o mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque quando estamos amando as estrelas mandam sinais e tudo parece mais bonito *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque eu sempre irei te amar, pois um amor verdadeiro nunca se acaba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pois em você descobri o meu melhor e que a Lua é mais do que essencial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;E porque nosso amor é típico dos contos de fadas, mas acredite, ele é real ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você é a música em mim ♪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-6343384818010239744?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6343384818010239744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/alem-do-senso-comum.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6343384818010239744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6343384818010239744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/alem-do-senso-comum.html' title='além do senso comum ~'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SrY7nGgLSwI/AAAAAAAAAwk/ZwqR75CiP_Q/s72-c/9100amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1968687334539257907</id><published>2009-09-19T21:20:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:02:22.301-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Selinhos :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;A não muito tempo, recebi dois selinhos da Na. do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fran-maisumavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais uma vez... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;que merece uma visitinha ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Um deles veio acompanhado de algumas perguntinhas a seguir :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383343942159531442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SrV6yxArfbI/AAAAAAAAAwU/TXjpjIRbbys/s200/dsdohsoidhoidhsoidh" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;1. Você é casada ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;2. Tem quantos filhos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não tenho filhos .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;3. Fuma? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não, exceto passivamente .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;4. Bebe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo suco de maçã, água, refrigerante :B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;5. Tem compulsão por algum tipo de comida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chocólotra assumida !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;6. Prefere frio ou calor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com certeza, frio ! As pessoas ficam mais unidas, eu não me queimo tanto pelo sol (do jeito que sou morena!) e as comidas quentinhas são deliciosas *-*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;7. Prefere doce ou salgado ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doce, porque chocolate é doce :B&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;8. Qual sua profissão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estudante .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;9. Último filme que você viu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Camp Rock (só vi porque minha irmã me obrigou, mas no fim acabei gostando ;DD)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;10. Qual foi o dia mais feliz da sua vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tive vários dias felizes. Mas em especial um, quando vi o amor da minha vida pela primeira vez *-*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383345426870867426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SrV8JL_cleI/AAAAAAAAAwc/w1unqLLpMzc/s200/selinho+novo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Já o outro selinho, tem de relacionar cinco coisas que adoro na vida. No entando cinco coisas são muito poucas. Tentarei fazer o possível ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;1. Família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;2. Amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;3. Mooze &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;4. Escola &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;5. Chocolate :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obrigada pelo carinho !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-1968687334539257907?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1968687334539257907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/selinhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1968687334539257907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1968687334539257907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/selinhos.html' title='Selinhos :)'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SrV6yxArfbI/AAAAAAAAAwU/TXjpjIRbbys/s72-c/dsdohsoidhoidhsoidh' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-304128682498571879</id><published>2009-09-06T16:49:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:50:16.008-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem você .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SqQZsjLzrTI/AAAAAAAAAu8/M-MWrXDquJo/s1600-h/TRISTE,+TRISTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378452108136918322" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SqQZsjLzrTI/AAAAAAAAAu8/M-MWrXDquJo/s320/TRISTE,+TRISTE.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 315px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;Tudo perderia seu encanto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;a primavera não seria tão mais &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;Colorida&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;o &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; perderia a magia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;a &lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Natureza&lt;/span&gt; perderia a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;Conversar com as estrelas seria impossível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;A Lua não existiria mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sonhar, só, seria indescritível, pois é em ti que encontrei o que eu queria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;As palavras perderiam sua Capacidade dos tocar corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;A música já não tentaria expressar os sentimentos belos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;E não existiria mais ninguém que me entenderia com um olhar singelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;Os momentos simples perderiam sua beleza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;O &lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;Sorriso &lt;/span&gt;sincero já não existiria mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;O abraço mais terno e aconchegante seria uma utopia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sem você, tudo perderia seu &lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;Brilho&lt;/span&gt;, Pois és a fonte da minha &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ff99;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc9933;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se você não existisse, meu bem, eu iria te inventar &lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Dedicado a quem devo toda a minha felicidade:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://juanpaiva.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: Arial;"&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/6020572913670567563-304128682498571879?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/304128682498571879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/sem-voce.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/304128682498571879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/304128682498571879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/sem-voce.html' title='Sem você .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SqQZsjLzrTI/AAAAAAAAAu8/M-MWrXDquJo/s72-c/TRISTE,+TRISTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3637517292810677384</id><published>2009-09-03T20:46:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:51:47.840-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra vocês :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SqBa6OYXngI/AAAAAAAAAus/sUQXYcEWX9c/s1600-h/foto-borboleta-Fotos-Gratis---borboleta-que-se-alimentam-de-uma-flor-11380504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377397911419592194" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SqBa6OYXngI/AAAAAAAAAus/sUQXYcEWX9c/s320/foto-borboleta-Fotos-Gratis---borboleta-que-se-alimentam-de-uma-flor-11380504.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pra vocês que mesmo caídos, nunca abaixam a cabeça para os problemas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Que mesmo destruídos, derrotados, não se dão por vencidos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Que mesmo com preguiça, levantam cedo, batalham;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pra vocês que mesmo desiludidos, continuam sonhando;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pra vocês que mesmo cansados, continuam de pé;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Que mesmo perdidos, enxergam uma luz no fim do túnel;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Que acreditam numa força maior, mesmo nunca tê-la conhecido;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Que buscam sempre dar o melhor de si, mesmo que o seu melhor não seja suficiente para alguém;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Que continuam cumprimentando as pessoas, mesmo elas nunca terem lhe dado ouvidos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pra vocês que sempre se fazem presente, mesmo tendo vontade de sumir;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pra vocês que fazem da crise uma oportunidade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: arial;"&gt;Enfim, pra vocês que mesmo &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;tristes&lt;/span&gt;, nunca deixam de &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;sorrir&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Muitos devem estar se perguntando: "Por que a imagem de uma borboleta?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;E eu respondo: Porque, para mim, a borboleta representa mais do que um belo animal, representa uma metamorfose: de uma simples lagarta transforma-se numa linda borboleta, que nasce para colorir o mundo e alegrar os dias e a vida :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-3637517292810677384?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3637517292810677384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/pra-voces.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3637517292810677384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3637517292810677384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/09/pra-voces.html' title='Pra vocês :)'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SqBa6OYXngI/AAAAAAAAAus/sUQXYcEWX9c/s72-c/foto-borboleta-Fotos-Gratis---borboleta-que-se-alimentam-de-uma-flor-11380504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6813253135522822136</id><published>2009-08-30T19:20:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:52:57.322-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu te amo ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SpsCyqUrvXI/AAAAAAAAAuc/PhTzMmw1nB8/s1600-h/P1030257mgmgmgmgmgmg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375893649574575474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SpsCyqUrvXI/AAAAAAAAAuc/PhTzMmw1nB8/s320/P1030257mgmgmgmgmgmg.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque quando a gente &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;ama&lt;/span&gt; a vida fica mais colorida, as manhãs têm sentido e o céu tem mais cor. As estrelas parecem transmitir mensagens, as músicas ganham um novo significado, os gestos começam a dizer coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque quando se ama, as palavras parecem sumir, &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;sentimentos&lt;/span&gt; não conseguem ser exprimidos ou explicados, os mais simples momentos tornam-se únicos e para sempre lembrados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque amar está acima das coisas &lt;em&gt;desse mundo&lt;/em&gt;, é algo que só entende quem sente, que purifica a alma e tira nossos pés do chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pois o amor, tão &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;complexo &lt;/span&gt;de explicar, mas tão &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;simples&lt;/span&gt; de sentir. É tão bom ter esse sentimento perfeito e lindo retribuído. Nosso coração pulsa mais forte, sentimos uma paz interior e tudo parece ser um sonho. É só ele e mais ninguém, onde até o &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; quer dizer&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt; tudo&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Ainda que eu falasse a língua dos homens e falasse a língua dos anjos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;sem amor, eu nada seria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Monte Castelo - Renato Russo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Foto: Vanessa&amp;amp;Juan ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-6813253135522822136?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6813253135522822136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6813253135522822136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6813253135522822136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-te-amo.html' title='Eu te amo ♥'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SpsCyqUrvXI/AAAAAAAAAuc/PhTzMmw1nB8/s72-c/P1030257mgmgmgmgmgmg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7677649231793992017</id><published>2009-08-22T17:42:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:53:52.904-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O que fazer ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Eles formavam o casal mais lindo do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ela amava Ele e Ele amava Ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Viviam na mais pura e verdadeira felicidade, até o NADA paracia TUDO quando juntos estavam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas um dia, Ele, com sua imaturidade, acabou magoando Ela, mesmo sem querer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ela, por sua vez, passou dias chorando, acreditando que Ele já não a amava mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Um sentimento de medo, insegurança a tomou por inteira. Ela já não tinha mais motivos para viver, pois seu único e grande amor acabara de se revelar como uma ilusão. Viu sua vida desabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ele ? Nunca mais a procurou, sumiu pelo mundo sem deixar notícias, nem sinais de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Até que um dia, Ela, folhando seu livro de Física encontrou um estranho papel amarelado pelo tempo. Abriu. Lá estavam as palavras mais singelas e importantes que um dia ela pôde ler:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Meu amor, deixo este pequeno e singelo bilhete para lhe informar que hoje estou indo para a Austrália, fazer tratamento de câncer, assim que eu melhorar volto para te buscar e finalmente poderemos nos casar. Caso eu não melhore, não voltarei. Não quero que você sofra por causa dos &lt;strong&gt;meus&lt;/strong&gt; problemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Eu saí sem avisar pois odeio a dor da despedida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E eu te amo mais que tudo. Passarei por dolorosos tratamentos por você, pois quero passar o resto da minha vida ao seu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Deixo o telefone, caso quiser falar comigo: 26588789&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Aquele que te ama demais, Ricardo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Após ler essas palavras, Ela pô-se a chorar, entendeu tudo. Ela ficara magoada com uma pessoa que estava sofrendo por ela. Ficou ali chorando, em sua mesa de jantar, durante dois dias seguidos, e se perguntava porquê um dia Ela pode duvidar do amor Dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas agora era tarde demais, já havia passado 50 anos, talvez Ricardo nem vivo mais estivesse, e só de pensar nisso, o choro parecia que nunca mais teria um fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;Pensou em fazer coisas absurdas, mas logo colocava a cabeça no lugar e desistia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial;"&gt;No entanto, de algo Ela não desistiu. Foi lá e fez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-7677649231793992017?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7677649231793992017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-que-fazer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7677649231793992017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7677649231793992017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-que-fazer.html' title='O que fazer ?'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5283609249582155351</id><published>2009-08-13T22:31:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:54:13.101-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aparentemente .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoTBHsLqGlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/oKeR1Ca6NCw/s1600-h/manequim-3-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369628993595775570" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoTBHsLqGlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/oKeR1Ca6NCw/s320/manequim-3-web.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 218px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Estava eu, numa loja de roupas, me deparei com um vestido estonteante, meus olhos brilharam e meu deu uma vontade louca de comprá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Com tanta empolgação, acabei &lt;span style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;esbarrando&lt;/span&gt; num manequim, que por sinal tinha um &lt;strong&gt;belo&lt;/strong&gt; corpo, tudo &lt;strong&gt;bem&lt;/strong&gt; formado, do tamanho e no lugar &lt;strong&gt;certo&lt;/strong&gt;, mas com o meu descuido, acabei descobrindo algo: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;ele era oco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5283609249582155351?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5283609249582155351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/aparentemente.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5283609249582155351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5283609249582155351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/aparentemente.html' title='Aparentemente .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoTBHsLqGlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/oKeR1Ca6NCw/s72-c/manequim-3-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3318290895427301680</id><published>2009-08-13T16:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:52:27.228-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoSK6drkfcI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4-wYqFAugHE/s1600-h/pensando%2520no%2520pouco%2520que%2520ha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369569392736894402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoSK6drkfcI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4-wYqFAugHE/s320/pensando%2520no%2520pouco%2520que%2520ha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cuidado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;deseja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-3318290895427301680?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3318290895427301680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/cuidado-com-o-que-voce-deseja.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3318290895427301680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3318290895427301680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/cuidado-com-o-que-voce-deseja.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoSK6drkfcI/AAAAAAAAAuE/4-wYqFAugHE/s72-c/pensando%2520no%2520pouco%2520que%2520ha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1423549921550794436</id><published>2009-08-11T18:31:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:54:54.868-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoHlMPa2QMI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YT2LmA2VUd4/s1600-h/sonhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368824229262672066" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoHlMPa2QMI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YT2LmA2VUd4/s200/sonhar.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 149px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Podem até me matar, mas me deixem sonhar ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ff33; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-1423549921550794436?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1423549921550794436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/podem-ate-me-matar-mas-me-deixem-sonhar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1423549921550794436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1423549921550794436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/podem-ate-me-matar-mas-me-deixem-sonhar.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SoHlMPa2QMI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YT2LmA2VUd4/s72-c/sonhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6194889693864588252</id><published>2009-08-06T13:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:55:30.656-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O arco-íris ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;Nessa última semana de férias observei que há tempos não vejo um &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;a&lt;span style="color: #cc9933;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc99;"&gt;í&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, daqueles que nos deixam &lt;em&gt;encatados &lt;/em&gt;e a imaginar no que existe &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;além&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;E como sonhar nunca é demais, fiquei imaginando e viajando que ao fim do arco-íris deve existir muito &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; e muita &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;felicidade&lt;/span&gt;, que só as pessoas corajosas e determinadas poderiam alcançar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;Além disso, percebi que o arco-íris só aparece após uma &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;tempestade&lt;/span&gt;, muita chuva ... e como uma coisa tão &lt;em&gt;linda&lt;/em&gt;, cheia de vida pode surgir após um dia nublado ? Sim, o arco-íris é &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;mágico&lt;/span&gt;, assim como nossa vida também pode ser !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;Se você estiver passando por momentos difíceis, complicados, cheio de problemas, por dias "escuros e nublados" lembre-se que após tudo isso um lindo arco-íris irá surgir e se você tiver &lt;em&gt;garra&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;determinação&lt;/em&gt; conseguirá alcançar todo chocolate e felicidade do mundo :DD '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;O importante é &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; desistir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Persiga seus sonhos ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Snh9O2B0FjI/AAAAAAAAAs0/sbG3znAnKhM/s320/livro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;' Não era mais uma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;menina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;com um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;livro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;: era uma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mulher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;com seu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amante &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Clarice Lispector .&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/6020572913670567563-4840829084497444969?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4840829084497444969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-era-mais-uma-menina-com-um-livro.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4840829084497444969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4840829084497444969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-era-mais-uma-menina-com-um-livro.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Snh9O2B0FjI/AAAAAAAAAs0/sbG3znAnKhM/s72-c/livro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3657758107299033108</id><published>2009-07-24T15:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:15:53.604-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;' Talvez &lt;strong&gt;grandes&lt;/strong&gt; amores estejam sujeitos a &lt;strong&gt;grandes&lt;/strong&gt; obstáculos ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Vanesa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-3657758107299033108?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3657758107299033108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3657758107299033108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3657758107299033108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5073135958364255721</id><published>2009-07-20T17:51:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:18:13.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aquela pessoa que ilumina :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SmTrJN5dNiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/5o2fIuE6hTA/s1600-h/ser-amigo-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360668000059733538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SmTrJN5dNiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/5o2fIuE6hTA/s200/ser-amigo-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' Amigo é coisa para se guardar no lado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;esquerdo do peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;, mesmo que o &lt;em&gt;tempo&lt;/em&gt; e a &lt;em&gt;distância&lt;/em&gt; digam "não", mesmo esquecendo a canção . O que importa é&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ouvir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;voz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;que vem do &lt;strong&gt;coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(Canção da América - Milton Nascimento)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;migo é aquele que &lt;strong&gt;sempre&lt;/strong&gt; estende a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ão, que com o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tempo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;acaba se tornando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;rmão. Aquele que ri, chora e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;enerosidade é o que não falta em seu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;brigada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;, por toda essa &lt;em&gt;emoção &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FELIZ DIA DO AMIGO ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5073135958364255721?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5073135958364255721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/migo-e-aquele-que-sempre-estende-m-ao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5073135958364255721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5073135958364255721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/migo-e-aquele-que-sempre-estende-m-ao.html' title='aquela pessoa que ilumina :)'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SmTrJN5dNiI/AAAAAAAAAqI/5o2fIuE6hTA/s72-c/ser-amigo-e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2551401912011988137</id><published>2009-07-16T18:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:52:26.150-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mooze .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E se alguém me perguntar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Se é possível se &lt;em&gt;medir&lt;/em&gt; o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Eu vou falar que o mesmo que contar com um &lt;em&gt;conta-gotas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;quantas gotas tem o &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;azul&lt;/span&gt; do mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mas se você quer saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o tamanho desse amor que é tão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bonito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eu não sei o que dizer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;pois não sei qual o &lt;em&gt;tamanho&lt;/em&gt; do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quando digo que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;eu ainda estou mentindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Se o que eu &lt;em&gt;digo&lt;/em&gt; de mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ainda é &lt;strong&gt;pouco&lt;/strong&gt; pra esse &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-2551401912011988137?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2551401912011988137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-se-alguem-me-perguntar-se-e-possivel.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2551401912011988137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2551401912011988137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-se-alguem-me-perguntar-se-e-possivel.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8890957911598875180</id><published>2009-07-09T19:36:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:32:09.371-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mooze .'/><title type='text'>10056 horas até aqui ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SlZ9pIN_rjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/LC9Qq06G2zw/s1600-h/amor_recordar04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356606952338075186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SlZ9pIN_rjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/LC9Qq06G2zw/s320/amor_recordar04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Horas de muita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;, simplesmente, por estar ao seu lado, ouvir sua voz, compartilhar o mesmo sentimento, ou até mesmo, por segurar a sua mão . Você me fez sentir com 4 anos de idade : com uma grande&lt;strong&gt; inocência&lt;/strong&gt; e achando tudo aquilo muito novo e bonito .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Foram horas de palavras lindas, ditas por você, que aceleraram meu coração e fizeram meu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sentimento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;crescer cada dia mais. Não somente suas belas e doces palavras fizeram isso, seu jeito &lt;em&gt;perfeito&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;único&lt;/em&gt; de ser teve um impacto maior : me fizeram&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sonhar&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No entanto, algumas horas foram de angústia, pela tal aprovação, que na minha concepção não é tão importante assim, que até hoje não foi concebida. Mas, &lt;em&gt;nada&lt;/em&gt; nem &lt;em&gt;ninguém &lt;/em&gt;é capaz de nos impedir de ficarmos juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aaaaah!, também tiveram horas de muita, muita, mas muita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;AUDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;. Com isso, eu sonhava a todo e cada momento com seus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;abraços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e morria de vontade de estar ao seu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Algumas &lt;strong&gt;dificuldades&lt;/strong&gt; surgiram pelo caminho, mas elas não precisam ser citadas aqui, já que são desimportantes e irrelevantes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Obrigada por me fazer tão&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;z &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Enfim, foram &lt;em&gt;dez mil e cinquenta e seis&lt;/em&gt; horas até aqui ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;EU TE AMO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dedicado ao dono do meu coração .&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/6020572913670567563-8890957911598875180?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8890957911598875180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/10056-horas-ate-aqui.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8890957911598875180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8890957911598875180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/10056-horas-ate-aqui.html' title='10056 horas até aqui ...'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SlZ9pIN_rjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/LC9Qq06G2zw/s72-c/amor_recordar04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-4558951119766251433</id><published>2009-07-02T10:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:28:57.928-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sky-aJYQglI/AAAAAAAAAog/s0KA50mJmAk/s1600-h/unidos(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353863413440217682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sky-aJYQglI/AAAAAAAAAog/s0KA50mJmAk/s200/unidos(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Digo que quando há um &lt;em&gt;bom&lt;/em&gt; sentimento, de verdade, a beleza, aquela tão valorizada pelas pessoas - a exterior -,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;torna-se tão desprezível, porque &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tudo&lt;/span&gt; que, relmente, importa é o &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;vanessa karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-4558951119766251433?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4558951119766251433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/digo-que-quando-ha-um-bom-sentimento-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4558951119766251433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4558951119766251433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/07/digo-que-quando-ha-um-bom-sentimento-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sky-aJYQglI/AAAAAAAAAog/s0KA50mJmAk/s72-c/unidos(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2787161919786787003</id><published>2009-06-21T11:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T11:21:13.675-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Certezas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não quero alguém que morra de amor por mim...&lt;br /&gt;Só preciso de alguém que viva por mim, que queira estar junto de mim, me abraçando.&lt;br /&gt;Não exijo que esse alguém me ame como eu o amo, quero &lt;em&gt;apenas&lt;/em&gt; que me ame, não me importando com que intensidade. Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as pessoas que gosto, gostem de mim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem, o importante pra mim é saber que eu, em algum momento, fui &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;insubstituível&lt;/span&gt;... E que esse momento será inesquecível... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só quero que &lt;em&gt;meu&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sentimento&lt;/span&gt; seja valorizado. Quero sempre poder ter um &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sorriso &lt;/span&gt;estampando em meu rosto, mesmo quando a situação não for muito alegre... E que esse meu sorriso consiga transmitir paz para os que estiverem ao meu redor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero poder fechar meus olhos e imaginar alguém... e poder ter a absoluta certeza de que esse alguém também pensa em mim quando fecha os olhos, que faço falta quando não estou por perto.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ter a certeza de que apesar de minhas renúncias e loucuras, alguém me valoriza pelo que sou, não pelo que tenho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me veja como um ser &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;humano completo&lt;/span&gt;, que abusa demais dos bons sentimentos que a vida lhe proporciona, que dê valor ao que realmente importa, que é meu sentimento...e não brinque com ele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que esse alguém me peça para que eu nunca mude, para que eu nunca cresça, para que eu seja sempre &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu mesmo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero brigar com o mundo, mas se um dia isso acontecer, quero ter forças suficientes para mostrar a ele que o amor existe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ele é superior ao ódio e ao rancor, e que não existe vitória sem &lt;em&gt;humildade&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;paz&lt;/em&gt;. Quero poder acreditar que mesmo se hoje eu fracassar, amanhã será outro dia, e se eu não desistir dos meus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sonhos&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;propó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sitos&lt;/span&gt;, talvez obterei êxito e serei plenamente feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mário Quintana&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/6020572913670567563-2787161919786787003?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2787161919786787003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/certezas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2787161919786787003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2787161919786787003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/certezas.html' title='Certezas'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1023691907957530595</id><published>2009-06-11T15:39:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:51:40.270-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pequim .'/><title type='text'>Pequim .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SjFSKTbASBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uWLQEwYuVm4/s1600-h/OgAAAA1Hz-lLJouRn8mLOxsYgSauPeZL4gBbiU5DdR2jz52jLkd4c-yhW5uGdC3tLsiNhf3jnDliZOkGuX2SybH9ayQAm1T1UG0nhAfv98B_RmCCSlWd68iwfjih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346144569631197202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SjFSKTbASBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uWLQEwYuVm4/s400/OgAAAA1Hz-lLJouRn8mLOxsYgSauPeZL4gBbiU5DdR2jz52jLkd4c-yhW5uGdC3tLsiNhf3jnDliZOkGuX2SybH9ayQAm1T1UG0nhAfv98B_RmCCSlWd68iwfjih.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pessoas que em tão pouco tempo ocuparam um grande espaço no meu coração e na minha vida. É com eles que passo as &lt;em&gt;melhores&lt;/em&gt; 50 horas da semana, as melhores 200 aulas do mês, enfim, os melhores dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os considero como uma &lt;strong&gt;FAMÍLIA&lt;/strong&gt;, pois juntos passamos grande parte do tempo, damos as melhores risadas, contamos as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;piores&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;piadas, dividimos as vitórias e compartilhamos as derrotas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cada pessoa da &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pequim&lt;/span&gt; é muito importante para mim. Cada um tem um &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;"&gt;brilho&lt;/span&gt; especial e único que, com certeza, faz toda diferença. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sempre que precisarem de algo, eu estarei aqui, afinal FAMÍLIA é pra isso ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero que saibam, que não importa o &lt;em&gt;tempo &lt;/em&gt;e a &lt;em&gt;distância&lt;/em&gt;, de vocês eu jamais me esquecrei, pois a Pequim faz parte da minha história e da minha vida, deixando-a mais feliz e divertida :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;eu amo vocês ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;. Existem coisas que vieram para ficar ~'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Essa é pra todo mundo cantar :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346161554557086530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SjFhm9M5q0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/aAmPY7G6_d4/s200/OgAAAJoPQ4Kgkk4iTlnsiD7OD_SM6dCECnTSWgWzaIhRwWA7DfcLPBdYAfI9bNxjDqtvQQtV0ZF2NqCF4AsHxb_OsnkAm1T1UI8N98ey8WC43ZqhoJZpKbpn0cjt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pequim tem a força,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pequim tem a paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;O dragão tá nervoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;e vai mostrar que é Campeão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pérola do dia:&lt;/span&gt; A Pequim é uma criaçao do Chuck Norris .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Por:&lt;/span&gt; Camila :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline (Vanerça para os íntimos)&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/6020572913670567563-1023691907957530595?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1023691907957530595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/pequim.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1023691907957530595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1023691907957530595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/pequim.html' title='Pequim .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SjFSKTbASBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uWLQEwYuVm4/s72-c/OgAAAA1Hz-lLJouRn8mLOxsYgSauPeZL4gBbiU5DdR2jz52jLkd4c-yhW5uGdC3tLsiNhf3jnDliZOkGuX2SybH9ayQAm1T1UG0nhAfv98B_RmCCSlWd68iwfjih.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5991797174655121017</id><published>2009-06-09T19:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:38:03.985-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mooze .'/><title type='text'>Hoje .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoje, um dia especial, não só porque estou fazendo 10 meses de namoro, não só porque há 10 meses atrás eu conheci a pessoa que mudou minha vida e deixou ela feliz, não só porque esses 10 meses foram os melhores de todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E sim porque durante esses 10 meses eu me transformei numa pessoa melhor; passei a acreditar em Príncipes encantados (talvez seja porque encontrei um), passei a acreditar em verdadeiros amores, enfim, passei a acreditar em milagres e em sonhos que podem se tornar reais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu te amo ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline .&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/6020572913670567563-5991797174655121017?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5991797174655121017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5991797174655121017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5991797174655121017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoje.html' title='Hoje .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3006369360607155493</id><published>2009-06-08T21:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:45:31.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ando &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;devagar&lt;/span&gt; porque já tive &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pressa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Levo esse &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sorriso &lt;/span&gt;porque já &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chorei&lt;/span&gt; demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoje me sinto mais forte, mais feliz quem sabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Só levo a certeza de que&lt;em&gt; muito pouco&lt;/em&gt; eu &lt;em&gt;sei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu &lt;em&gt;nada&lt;/em&gt; sei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Todo mundo &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ama&lt;/span&gt;, um dia, todo mundo &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;chora&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um dia a gente &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;chega&lt;/span&gt;, no outro vai &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;embora&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cada um de nós compõe a sua &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;história&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cada ser em si carrega o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dom&lt;/span&gt; de ser capaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E ser &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trecho da música: Tocando em frente - Almir Sater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps: postei essa música aqui, porque, particularmente, eu a acho muito bonita :')&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/6020572913670567563-3006369360607155493?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3006369360607155493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/ando-devagar-porque-ja-tive-pressa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3006369360607155493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3006369360607155493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/ando-devagar-porque-ja-tive-pressa.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2098015139813361853</id><published>2009-06-06T09:23:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:09:05.961-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o tempo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sipi1Q2_3TI/AAAAAAAAAmw/P4ew5dj2ndw/s1600-h/tempooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344192575026748722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sipi1Q2_3TI/AAAAAAAAAmw/P4ew5dj2ndw/s320/tempooo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Afinal, o que é o tempo?&lt;br /&gt;será algo infinito e absoluto?&lt;br /&gt;que não tenha um começo ou um fim certo, que não dependa de nada para acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;será aqueles segundos, minutos e horas do relógio?&lt;br /&gt;que nos mostram a hora de acordar, de trabalhar, de adormecer.&lt;br /&gt;ou será ainda aquele que tenha um ciclo?&lt;br /&gt;que volte sempre de onde começou.&lt;br /&gt;Quem faz o tempo?&lt;br /&gt;Pra que ele serve?&lt;br /&gt;Ele realmente existe?&lt;br /&gt;Será que o meu tempo é o mesmo que o seu?&lt;br /&gt;Porque quando estamos fazendo algo que não gostamos, 1 segundo do relógio parecem horas, mas quando estamos com alguém de quem tanto gostamos, horas parecem segundos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emfim, talvez o tempo sirva só para nos confundir;&lt;br /&gt;Para nos mostrar algo que aconteceu e algo que está para acontecer;&lt;br /&gt;Ou para, simplesmente, fazer algo ter um fim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas aprendi uma coisa → &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;udo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;qu&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; precisa&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;os &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; P&lt;/span&gt;ara compreender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;s outros."&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/6020572913670567563-2098015139813361853?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2098015139813361853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-tempo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2098015139813361853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2098015139813361853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-tempo.html' title='o tempo?'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sipi1Q2_3TI/AAAAAAAAAmw/P4ew5dj2ndw/s72-c/tempooo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-4099900681058753077</id><published>2009-05-31T09:24:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:44:04.784-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Espero um dia poder descobrir a fórmula para a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;felicidade&lt;/span&gt; e a máquina que fizesse &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;momentos perfeitos&lt;/span&gt; durarem para sempre. e quando esse dia chegar irei distribuir essa tal fórmula para aquelas pessoas que já não têm motivos para viver ou ficarem felizes. Assim tentarei fazer do mundo um lugar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SiJ6b5dM78I/AAAAAAAAAmg/FbOLzzN4LDo/s1600-h/h%C3%A1aaa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341966727713189826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SiJ6b5dM78I/AAAAAAAAAmg/FbOLzzN4LDo/s400/h%C3%A1aaa.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas talvez eu já conheça essa tal fórmula e essa tal máquina, mas seja incapaz de vê-las.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez a fórmula seja o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt;, pois em qualquer parte do mundo todos o entende e essa tal máquina seja o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;, lugar onde momentos perfeitos ficam guardados para sempre .&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, sempre que ver alguém desiludido, triste, dê-lhe um sorriso. E quando quiser que tal momento nunca acabe guarde-o em seu coração, pois ele sempre estará com você (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-4099900681058753077?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4099900681058753077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/espero-um-dia-poder-descobrir-formula.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4099900681058753077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4099900681058753077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/espero-um-dia-poder-descobrir-formula.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SiJ6b5dM78I/AAAAAAAAAmg/FbOLzzN4LDo/s72-c/h%C3%A1aaa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2107805695736334228</id><published>2009-05-23T18:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:13:16.202-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ShhmLSdbDpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/H3YY7tkRLZM/s1600-h/dormindo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339129702367563410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ShhmLSdbDpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/H3YY7tkRLZM/s320/dormindo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Enfim, esse é nosso &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;presidente &lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-2107805695736334228?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2107805695736334228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/enfim-esse-e-nosso-presidente.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2107805695736334228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2107805695736334228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/enfim-esse-e-nosso-presidente.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ShhmLSdbDpI/AAAAAAAAAlI/H3YY7tkRLZM/s72-c/dormindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7638366526226662262</id><published>2009-05-20T20:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:35:18.486-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você vive numa caverna ou vive no 'mundo'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ShSTHlivK3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/0k958CJhquk/s1600-h/Assistindo%2520TV%2520-%2520cor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338053216887057266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ShSTHlivK3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/0k958CJhquk/s320/Assistindo%2520TV%2520-%2520cor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Será enxergamos a vida como ela realmente é .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ou será que enxergamos apenas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sombras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-7638366526226662262?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7638366526226662262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/voce-vive-numa-caverna-ou-vive-no-mundo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7638366526226662262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7638366526226662262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/voce-vive-numa-caverna-ou-vive-no-mundo.html' title='Você vive numa caverna ou vive no &apos;mundo&apos;?'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ShSTHlivK3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/0k958CJhquk/s72-c/Assistindo%2520TV%2520-%2520cor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3134589794861889958</id><published>2009-05-07T19:42:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:15:34.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mãe .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SgNrbYjCcWI/AAAAAAAAAkY/HwpqwGu6OGc/s1600-h/1133524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333224501926850914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SgNrbYjCcWI/AAAAAAAAAkY/HwpqwGu6OGc/s200/1133524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uma palavra tão &lt;em&gt;pequena&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas com um significado &lt;em&gt;infinito&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que ri e chora, faz tudo valer a pena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que nos dedica muito carinho e o&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt; mais bonito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aquela em que tenho &lt;em&gt;confiança&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que dá broncas e depois se arrepende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aquela que sempre terei a melhor &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;lembrança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aquela que sempre me entende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas Mãe também é gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ela também chora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas sempre tenta estar contente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;fazendo o melhor de cada hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uns 200 anos, a Mãe deveria viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pois ela é &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;essencial&lt;/span&gt; em nossa vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;é essencial em nosso &lt;em&gt;ser&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não importa se é &lt;strong&gt;homem&lt;/strong&gt; ou &lt;strong&gt;mulher&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mãe é aquele que cria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e que sempre nos traz&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; alegria&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dando vontade de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enfim, só sei que sem minha Mãe eu não viverei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ela é que dá mais &lt;em&gt;sentido&lt;/em&gt; em minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E saiba Mãe: de você JAMAIS me esquecerei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh Mãe! Como tu és &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;querida&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Poema dedicado à todas as mães. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aquelas pessoas essenciais e fundamentais na vida de todos (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Que fazem nossa vida ter sentido e ser mais feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Obrigada Mãe, por existir ♥&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/6020572913670567563-3134589794861889958?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3134589794861889958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3134589794861889958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3134589794861889958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/mae.html' title='Mãe .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SgNrbYjCcWI/AAAAAAAAAkY/HwpqwGu6OGc/s72-c/1133524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1793971822915786915</id><published>2009-05-03T21:11:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:24:48.756-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sf40qGUEwyI/AAAAAAAAAkI/N_Oym_NDnzg/s1600-h/fdffdsfdsfdsffs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331756906707206946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sf40qGUEwyI/AAAAAAAAAkI/N_Oym_NDnzg/s200/fdffdsfdsfdsffs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;" Quero sempre poder ter um &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt; estampando em meu rosto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mesmo quando a situação não for muito alegre...&lt;br /&gt;E que esse meu sorriso consiga transmitir paz&lt;br /&gt;para os que estiverem ao meu redor.&lt;br /&gt;Quero poder fechar meus olhos e &lt;em&gt;imaginar&lt;/em&gt; alguém...&lt;br /&gt;E poder ter a absoluta certeza de que esse alguém&lt;br /&gt;também pensa em mim quando fecha os olhos,&lt;br /&gt;que faço falta quando não estou por perto.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ter a certeza de que apesar de minhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;renúncias&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;loucuras&lt;/strong&gt;, alguém me valoriza&lt;br /&gt;pelo que &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sou&lt;/span&gt;, não pelo que &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tenho&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Que me veja como um &lt;em&gt;ser humano&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;completo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;que abusa demais dos &lt;strong&gt;bons sentimentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que a vida proporciona,&lt;br /&gt;que dê &lt;em&gt;valor&lt;/em&gt; ao que realmente importa,&lt;br /&gt;que é meu &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e não &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;rinque com ele."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mario Quintana&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/6020572913670567563-1793971822915786915?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1793971822915786915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/quero-sempre-poder-ter-um-sorriso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1793971822915786915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1793971822915786915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/05/quero-sempre-poder-ter-um-sorriso.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sf40qGUEwyI/AAAAAAAAAkI/N_Oym_NDnzg/s72-c/fdffdsfdsfdsffs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6828858076161183739</id><published>2009-04-24T19:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:15:49.497-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Talvez nem tudo tenha um fim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SfI3kcTlqLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/P9vginBLnaY/s1600-h/OgAAALOy4sKwUXyxlFbmTXZXU5TsqA1cMudu1n1QWFshqhUvrDnnfhwiESbNDMNqZlQgErSwlQHsEXfTCBpIB_u8a_IAm1T1UDVNhpjoGDWPmBnKF1sD_WXZAiGZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328382408345888946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SfI3kcTlqLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/P9vginBLnaY/s200/OgAAALOy4sKwUXyxlFbmTXZXU5TsqA1cMudu1n1QWFshqhUvrDnnfhwiESbNDMNqZlQgErSwlQHsEXfTCBpIB_u8a_IAm1T1UDVNhpjoGDWPmBnKF1sD_WXZAiGZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt; Enfim, a primeira etapa chegou ao &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fim &lt;/span&gt;e, consequentemente, o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GT4&lt;/span&gt; também :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Mas sempre me lembrarei das nossas bagunças, dos nossos trabalhos atrasados, dos trabalhos improvisados e que no fim davam certo, das nossas angústias, dos momentos tensos e de pavor, das nossas conquistas, das notas baixas, das notas altas, do Guilherme NUNCA aparecendo para fazer os trabalhos, das 10 horas que passavamos juntos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;todos&lt;/span&gt; os dias, das nossas casteladas, da piadas sem graça (nós temos jeito para matemáticos :B), do nossos pequenos acidentes durante trabalhos (principalmente quando derrubei o Jaaaps na Agrofloresta xD) e, principalmente, JAMAIS me esquecerei de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vocês&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;o Gt4 pode ter acabado para os coordenadores e professores, mas para nós ele é &lt;strong&gt;Forever&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;e somos mais do que amigos, nós somos IRMÃOS &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;\ô/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;\ô/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;\ô/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;\ô/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;\ô/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Amo vocês &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GT4ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aquela que está &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sempre&lt;/span&gt; com vocês (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-6828858076161183739?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6828858076161183739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/talvez-nem-tudo-tenha-um-fim.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6828858076161183739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6828858076161183739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/talvez-nem-tudo-tenha-um-fim.html' title='Talvez nem tudo tenha um fim...'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SfI3kcTlqLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/P9vginBLnaY/s72-c/OgAAALOy4sKwUXyxlFbmTXZXU5TsqA1cMudu1n1QWFshqhUvrDnnfhwiESbNDMNqZlQgErSwlQHsEXfTCBpIB_u8a_IAm1T1UDVNhpjoGDWPmBnKF1sD_WXZAiGZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1157799721631181599</id><published>2009-04-17T20:01:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:06:57.002-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Selinhos divertidos *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Essa semana recebi alguns selinhos legais da Vanda do blog &lt;a href="http://planetadablogueira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Planeta da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://planetadablogueira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero agradecer pelo &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;carinho&lt;/span&gt; e pelo &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;reconhecimento&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Parte do meu blog devo a ela ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SekNC85ulPI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4XHf9ckHIPE/s1600-h/premio1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325802378701477106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SekNC85ulPI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4XHf9ckHIPE/s200/premio1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SekNbCTvK9I/AAAAAAAAAjY/b4jgNFrv6Oo/s1600-h/premio3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325802792469605330" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meus indicados :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fran-maisumavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mais uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://juanpaiva.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rascunhos de Vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.midiaentretenimento.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Midia e Entretenimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beeijos:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e sucesso a todos !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;' Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Karoline :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-1157799721631181599?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1157799721631181599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/selinhos-divertidos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1157799721631181599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1157799721631181599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/selinhos-divertidos.html' title='Selinhos divertidos *-*'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SekNC85ulPI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/4XHf9ckHIPE/s72-c/premio1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-915670290098528053</id><published>2009-04-15T19:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:23:16.368-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A estrela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SeZeL6ncTsI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Qylp6Ju7JxI/s1600-h/estrela_mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325047168218451650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SeZeL6ncTsI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Qylp6Ju7JxI/s200/estrela_mulher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Vi uma &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;estrela&lt;/span&gt; tão alta,&lt;br /&gt;Vi uma estrela tão fria!&lt;br /&gt;Vi uma estrela luzindo&lt;br /&gt;Na minha vida vazia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Era uma estrela tão alta!&lt;br /&gt;Era uma estrela tão fria!&lt;br /&gt;Era uma estrela sozinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luzindo&lt;/em&gt; no &lt;strong&gt;fim&lt;/strong&gt; do dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Por que da sua distância&lt;br /&gt;Para a minha companhia&lt;br /&gt;Não baixava aquela estrela?&lt;br /&gt;Por que tão alta luzia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;E ouvi-a na sombra funda&lt;br /&gt;Responder que assim fazia&lt;br /&gt;Para dar uma &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mais &lt;strong&gt;triste&lt;/strong&gt; ao fim do meu dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Manuel Bandeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;*postei esse poema aqui, pois é o poema do Manuel Bandeira que mais gosto e que acho lindo *-*&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/6020572913670567563-915670290098528053?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/915670290098528053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/estrela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/915670290098528053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/915670290098528053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/estrela.html' title='A estrela'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SeZeL6ncTsI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Qylp6Ju7JxI/s72-c/estrela_mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8165314853353965522</id><published>2009-04-10T22:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:01:06.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sd_5hi9U2II/AAAAAAAAAjA/yiArLikqr98/s1600-h/jesus_cristo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323247639290239106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sd_5hi9U2II/AAAAAAAAAjA/yiArLikqr98/s200/jesus_cristo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pra &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;salvar&lt;/span&gt; você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pagou por nossos crimes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pregado numa &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;castigo&lt;/span&gt; que era para todos &lt;em&gt;nós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas mesmo assim nunca deixa de &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-8165314853353965522?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8165314853353965522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/pra-salvar-voce-pagou-por-nossos-crimes.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8165314853353965522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8165314853353965522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/pra-salvar-voce-pagou-por-nossos-crimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sd_5hi9U2II/AAAAAAAAAjA/yiArLikqr98/s72-c/jesus_cristo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6475327331910113086</id><published>2009-04-08T19:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:29:36.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Há tempos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sd0tYtcX0qI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Nvi0Nklyktc/s1600-h/%255Cimagens%255Cnoticias%255CProte%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322460237160501922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sd0tYtcX0qI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Nvi0Nklyktc/s200/%255Cimagens%255Cnoticias%255CProte%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E há tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nem os &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;santos&lt;/span&gt; têm ao certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A medida da maldade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E há tempos são os &lt;em&gt;jovens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;adoecem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E há tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;O &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;encanto&lt;/span&gt; está ausente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E há &lt;em&gt;ferrugem&lt;/em&gt; nos sorrisos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Só o acaso estende os braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A quem procura&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Abrigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;proteção &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Há tempos - Legião Urbana&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/6020572913670567563-6475327331910113086?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6475327331910113086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-ha-tempos-nem-os-santos-tem-ao-certo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6475327331910113086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6475327331910113086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-ha-tempos-nem-os-santos-tem-ao-certo.html' title='Há tempos'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sd0tYtcX0qI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Nvi0Nklyktc/s72-c/%255Cimagens%255Cnoticias%255CProte%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2058860419396511375</id><published>2009-04-04T17:40:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:19:55.007-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdfMdCHYPGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/rjhJD6OT_xA/s1600-h/BobineFilmeDVDImagens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320946283917622370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdfMdCHYPGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/rjhJD6OT_xA/s200/BobineFilmeDVDImagens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Recebi da Na. do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="fc-item-link" href="http://fran-maisumavez.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" jstcache="91" jsdisplay="title" jscontent="title" jsvalues="href:link;.className:(isCanvasMode() ? 'fc-item-link fc-item-link-canvas' : 'fc-item-link')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mais uma vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; um meme que deve ser respondido com títulos de filmes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Minhas respostas :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Descreva-se:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou do tipo “&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Miss Simpatia&lt;/span&gt;”, já por não ser tão bonita, tenho de usar outros artifícios xD&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O que as pessoas acham de você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sou do tipo “&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Debi &amp;amp; Lóide&lt;/span&gt;", parece que tenho um parafuso a menos :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Onde/como você queria estar agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de estar na ‘&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Era do Gelo’&lt;/span&gt;, parece ser muito divertido escorregar naqueles tobogan’s de gelo xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O que você pensa a respeito do amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que só os sentimentos verdadeiros tornam-se um ‘ &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;amor além da vida’&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Como é a sua vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;É ‘&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Um conto quase de fadas’&lt;/span&gt;. Se não fossem os problemas, tudo estaria perfeito, mas os problemas fazem parte e deixam a vida mais divertida :)&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Se você tivesse apenas três desejos seriam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ‘&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A escola da Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;’ &lt;/span&gt;que eu aprendesse, cada dia, com meus erros, mas com minhas vitórias também. Mas isso está sendo/é meio difícil :S&lt;br /&gt;- '&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A Voz da Igualdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;– Que não houvessem tantas diferenças, tanto raciais, quanto sociais, como há hoje em dia :\&lt;br /&gt;- ‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sob a Mesma Lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;’ eu quero contigo estar ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Uma frase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Quando Estou Amando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;’ vejo o mundo de uma forma mais brilhante :)&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Uma coisa boa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Um amor para recordar&lt;/span&gt;’ é tão bom ter de quem se lembrar ~&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Uma coisa ruim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ele Não Está Tão a Fim de Você&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, é tão ruim gostar de alguém e essa pessoa não lhe retribuir o mesmo sentimento de afeto :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Um conselho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Justiça&lt;/span&gt;’ – ela tarda, mas não falha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As regras são as mesmas de sempre. Responder apenas com títulos de filmes, linkar quem te passou o meme e repassar pra mais 5 pessoas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Repasso a brincadeira para:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Juan, do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="fc-item-link" href="http://juanpaiva.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" jstcache="91" jsdisplay="title" jscontent="title" jsvalues="href:link;.className:(isCanvasMode() ? 'fc-item-link fc-item-link-canvas' : 'fc-item-link')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Rascunhos de Vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anninha, do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="fc-item-link" href="http://annabasseto.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" jstcache="91" jsdisplay="title" jscontent="title" jsvalues="href:link;.className:(isCanvasMode() ? 'fc-item-link fc-item-link-canvas' : 'fc-item-link')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Diário de uma Loira Neurótica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Vanda, do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="fc-item-link" href="http://planetadablogueira.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" jstcache="91" jsdisplay="title" jscontent="title" jsvalues="href:link;.className:(isCanvasMode() ? 'fc-item-link fc-item-link-canvas' : 'fc-item-link')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Planeta da Blogueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gabriella, do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="fc-item-link" href="http://gessado.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" jstcache="91" jsdisplay="title" jscontent="title" jsvalues="href:link;.className:(isCanvasMode() ? 'fc-item-link fc-item-link-canvas' : 'fc-item-link')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Gb (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Milena, do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="fc-item-link" href="http://miipereira.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" jstcache="91" jsdisplay="title" jscontent="title" jsvalues="href:link;.className:(isCanvasMode() ? 'fc-item-link fc-item-link-canvas' : 'fc-item-link')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;. Milena Pereira (:&lt;/span&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/6020572913670567563-2058860419396511375?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2058860419396511375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/recebi-da-na.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2058860419396511375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2058860419396511375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/recebi-da-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdfMdCHYPGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/rjhJD6OT_xA/s72-c/BobineFilmeDVDImagens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2299118708182542795</id><published>2009-04-01T19:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:32:06.901-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdeZfv6sq7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/DgAmZCrnxSU/s1600-h/Metade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320890255479188402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdeZfv6sq7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/DgAmZCrnxSU/s200/Metade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por que insistem em &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;negar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Que o mundo de hoje se esqueceu como &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;amar&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-2299118708182542795?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2299118708182542795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/por-que-insistem-em-negar-que-o-mundo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2299118708182542795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2299118708182542795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/04/por-que-insistem-em-negar-que-o-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdeZfv6sq7I/AAAAAAAAAiA/DgAmZCrnxSU/s72-c/Metade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8629352232139061632</id><published>2009-03-28T18:08:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:37:05.959-03:00</updated><title type='text'>. até que a morte os separe ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320891386492699554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdeahlRVQ6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/tuoostdHbbY/s200/ewwewa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;O Conde Garino de Beaucaire era velho, cansado e não tinha herdeiro, filho ou filha, a única coisa que possuía eram &lt;strong&gt;lembranças&lt;/strong&gt; do passado, que nem mesmo a idade conseguira apagar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Quando jovem, Conde Garino era um rapaz muito bonito, tinha pernas, braços, corpo bem-feitos e era alto e elegante. Ele se apaixonou &lt;em&gt;perdidamente&lt;/em&gt; por uma bela jovem pebleia chamada Nicoleta, que havia vindo de uma terra estrangeira e sido batizada por um visconde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sua família jamais aceitara esse namoro, mas eles se amavam tanto que sempre se encontravam as escondidas e, num desses encontros, Nicoleta acabou engravidando. O Conde informou sua família e pediu permissão para poderem &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;casar-se&lt;/span&gt;, sua família concebeu o pedido, mas como não queriam que os dois vivessem &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;felizes&lt;/span&gt;, jogaram uma &lt;strong&gt;maldição&lt;/strong&gt; so&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sc6v8sjiEiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Wxj2MjfZf-k/s1600-h/o+homem+da+m%C3%A1scra+de+ferrp.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bre eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Após o casamento os pais do Conde morreram de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;desgosto&lt;/span&gt;, deixando as terras sobre seus cuidados. Nicoleta, seu grande &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;, teve sérias complicações no parto e acabou &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;falecendo &lt;/span&gt;enquanto dava a luz. Seu &lt;em&gt;filho&lt;/em&gt; também não resistiu e foi-se logo depois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Assim, Conde Garino vivera na &lt;strong&gt;armagura&lt;/strong&gt; e na &lt;strong&gt;solidão&lt;/strong&gt;, mas ele não perdeu as forças, e mesmo depois de tanto sofrimento, continuou a ajudar seus súditos, a defender suas terras, pois o segredo é nunca desanimar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-8629352232139061632?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8629352232139061632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/ate-que-morte-os-separe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8629352232139061632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8629352232139061632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/ate-que-morte-os-separe.html' title='. até que a morte os separe ~'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SdeahlRVQ6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/tuoostdHbbY/s72-c/ewwewa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8529630824044868670</id><published>2009-03-22T18:10:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:36:45.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'>GT4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ScasLOohVsI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VOwyYaANtxQ/s1600-h/ATgAAAB6PQ8qv8_pHonC4p1tnl3Gqut6aIlWY73oT49rknsXowVfuYOVRgxRLE-Xo4JCvssJ86KKkajsauRa52Zs-bqyAJtU9VBfQdHzUIwJUg7PCcZzZIGTML2vaA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316125719064041154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ScasLOohVsI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VOwyYaANtxQ/s200/ATgAAAB6PQ8qv8_pHonC4p1tnl3Gqut6aIlWY73oT49rknsXowVfuYOVRgxRLE-Xo4JCvssJ86KKkajsauRa52Zs-bqyAJtU9VBfQdHzUIwJUg7PCcZzZIGTML2vaA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pessoas &lt;/span&gt;que em tão pouco tempo conquistaram meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nosso GT é o &lt;strong&gt;melhor&lt;/strong&gt; e ninguém pode negar isso, e nós somos &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;inseparáveis&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;indestrutíveis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É com eles que passo as 10 aulas mais divertidas do dia, as 10 horas mais inesquecíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somos uma &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;família&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;perfeita&lt;/em&gt;, que passa por momentos difícies as vezes, mas juntos somos mais fortes e no fim tudo dá certo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E foi com eles que descobri que mesmo no &lt;em&gt;improviso&lt;/em&gt;, no fim TUDO se ajeita ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;' Obrigada por &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;existirem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e fazer tudo ficar mais &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;divertido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Somos inrotulaveis (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Foto: Vanessa, Camila, Rodrigo (Jaap's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GT4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ervemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-8529630824044868670?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8529630824044868670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/pessoas-que-em-tao-pouco-tempo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8529630824044868670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8529630824044868670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/pessoas-que-em-tao-pouco-tempo.html' title='GT4'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ScasLOohVsI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VOwyYaANtxQ/s72-c/ATgAAAB6PQ8qv8_pHonC4p1tnl3Gqut6aIlWY73oT49rknsXowVfuYOVRgxRLE-Xo4JCvssJ86KKkajsauRa52Zs-bqyAJtU9VBfQdHzUIwJUg7PCcZzZIGTML2vaA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-4159509610275632453</id><published>2009-03-21T17:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:37:27.508-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ScWP7BpwELI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7zyWS5BEMQ8/s1600-h/pensando2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813179399344306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ScWP7BpwELI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7zyWS5BEMQ8/s200/pensando2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Na noite fria começo a pensar em quem eu sou, por que existo pra que sirvo, e onde vou. Ninguém ao meu redor, vivia a me enganar, andava sempre sem nunca chegar. E o meu &lt;em&gt;coração&lt;/em&gt; chorava, minha alma clamava por alguém que me pudesse fazer &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;viver&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E no dia-a-dia a rotina pegava-me em suas mãos, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sonhos &lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lágrimas&lt;/span&gt; preenchiam o meu coração, ninguém pra me escutar, vivia só pra sonhar, queria minha vida &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;transformar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-4159509610275632453?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4159509610275632453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/na-noite-fria-comeco-pensar-em-quem-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4159509610275632453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4159509610275632453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/na-noite-fria-comeco-pensar-em-quem-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/ScWP7BpwELI/AAAAAAAAAeE/7zyWS5BEMQ8/s72-c/pensando2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1688067665645973930</id><published>2009-03-07T10:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:26:29.618-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E foi num desses dias &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;negros&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;em que tudo parece dar errado, que descobri que quem tem &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;amigos&lt;/span&gt; não se &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;chora&lt;/span&gt; sozinho :)&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/6020572913670567563-1688067665645973930?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1688067665645973930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-foi-num-desses-dias-negros-em-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1688067665645973930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1688067665645973930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-foi-num-desses-dias-negros-em-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2831563756312487441</id><published>2009-03-04T19:58:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:38:34.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sa8KQt-bIFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qxg5xcE39xo/s1600-h/untitledsaaaa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309473768028708946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sa8KQt-bIFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qxg5xcE39xo/s200/untitledsaaaa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Só há &lt;strong&gt;uma&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chance&lt;/span&gt; pra viver.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Não perca a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;força&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sonho&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;não deixe &lt;em&gt;nunca&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;acreditar&lt;/span&gt; ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-2831563756312487441?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2831563756312487441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-ha-uma-chance-pra-viver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2831563756312487441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2831563756312487441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-ha-uma-chance-pra-viver.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sa8KQt-bIFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qxg5xcE39xo/s72-c/untitledsaaaa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5367344838678144186</id><published>2009-03-01T23:02:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:07:03.608-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MELHORES (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sas_BRIeb7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/RthRznPTA3I/s1600-h/PICT0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308405876797632434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sas_BRIeb7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/RthRznPTA3I/s200/PICT0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gostaria de poder &lt;strong&gt;voltar &lt;/strong&gt;ao tempo e &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reviver &lt;/span&gt;tudo novamente ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mesmo não estando unidas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fisicamente&lt;/span&gt;, nossos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;corações&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; estão ligados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;e nossa amizade será &lt;em&gt;eterna&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;e os bons momentos eu guardo no coração, lugar de onde vocês jamais sairão &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5367344838678144186?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5367344838678144186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/gostaria-de-poder-voltar-ao-tempo-e.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5367344838678144186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5367344838678144186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/gostaria-de-poder-voltar-ao-tempo-e.html' title='MELHORES (:'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sas_BRIeb7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/RthRznPTA3I/s72-c/PICT0334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7881377520970236210</id><published>2009-03-01T11:09:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:27:41.848-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Saqb326NCAI/AAAAAAAAAcA/7Fa5sZeL95s/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+sorriso.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaqX74D9xrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/d3-g2t-5M0M/s1600-h/sol_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;É difícil fazer alguém feliz, assim como é fácil fazer triste.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil dizer eu te amo, assim como é fácil não dizer nada.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil valorizar um amor, assim como é fácil perdê-lo para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil agradecer pelo dia de hoje, assim como é fácil viver mais um dia.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil enxergar o que a vida traz de bom, assim como é fácil fechar os olhos e atravessar a rua.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil se convencer de que se é feliz, assim como é fácil achar que sempre falta algo.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil fazer alguém sorrir, assim como é fácil fazer chorar.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil colocar-se no lugar de alguém, assim como é fácil olhar para o próprio umbigo.&lt;br /&gt;Se você errou, peça desculpas.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil pedir perdão? Mas quem disse que é fácil ser perdoado?&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém errou com você, perdoa-o.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil perdoar? Mas quem disse que é fácil se arrepender?&lt;br /&gt;Se você sente algo, diga.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil se abrir? Mas quem disse que é fácil encontrar&lt;br /&gt;alguém que queira escutar?&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém reclama de você, ouça.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil ouvir certas coisas? Mas quem disse que é fácil ouvir você?&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém te ama, ame-o.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil entregar-se? Mas quem disse que é fácil ser feliz?&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo é fácil na vida. Mas, com certeza, nada é impossível&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos acreditar, ter fé e lutar&lt;br /&gt;para que não apenas sonhemos, Mas também tornemos todos esses desejos,&lt;br /&gt;realidade ;)&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/6020572913670567563-7881377520970236210?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7881377520970236210/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-dificil-fazer-alguem-feliz-assim-como.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7881377520970236210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7881377520970236210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-dificil-fazer-alguem-feliz-assim-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7311114919166905567</id><published>2009-02-28T14:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:25:49.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Salzg2VGOiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/f3cPX8i1pfw/s1600-h/27690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307900644009851426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Salzg2VGOiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/f3cPX8i1pfw/s200/27690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;' Eu aprendi sem a &lt;strong&gt;gramática&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Que &lt;strong&gt;saudade&lt;/strong&gt; não tem &lt;em&gt;tradução&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-7311114919166905567?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7311114919166905567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-aprendi-sem-gramatica-que-saudade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7311114919166905567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7311114919166905567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-aprendi-sem-gramatica-que-saudade.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Salzg2VGOiI/AAAAAAAAAbw/f3cPX8i1pfw/s72-c/27690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5374880087238025518</id><published>2009-02-28T11:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:07:30.529-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SalELrnxEOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-FTufcxzwHM/s1600-h/selomaneiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307848603311608034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SalELrnxEOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-FTufcxzwHM/s200/selomaneiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt; Recebi esse selinho da Na. do bloog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fran-maisumavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Mais uma vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sendo um espaço que de alguma maneira me encanta *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;As regras:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. Exiba a imagem do selo “Olha Que Blog Maneiro”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. Poste o link do blog que te indicou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. Indique 10 blogs de sua preferência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt; 4. Avise seus indicados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. Publique as regras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. Confira se os blogs indicados repassaram o selo e as regras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;7. Envie sua foto ou de um(a) amigo(a) para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:olhaquemaneiro@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;olhaquemaneiro@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt; juntamente com os 10 links dos blogs indicados para verificação. Caso os blogs tenham repassado o selo e as regras corretamente, dentro de alguns dias você receberá 1 caricatura em P&amp;amp;B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. Só vale se todas as regras acima forem seguidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indicados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://planetadablogueira.blogspot.com/"&gt;Planeta da Blogueira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rascunhodevidas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Rascunho de Vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://babimg.blogspot.com/"&gt;confissões de uma adolescente , &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://curiosidadesdoplaneta.blogspot.com/"&gt;Curiosidades do Planeta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tatianamaisan-euconto.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deixa que eu conto. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gessado.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gb (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://acreditenoqueninguemve.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;feche os olhos.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tisdjenane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Pensamentos soltos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://milataise.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Minhaa vida, pooow :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogtirinhas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Tirinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aaah, seem palavras para agradecer :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;e esses blogs indicados são PERFEITOS *--*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;tenho certeza de quem visitá-los estarão certos disso .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Beeijos :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5374880087238025518?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5374880087238025518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/recebi-esse-selinho-da-na.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5374880087238025518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5374880087238025518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/recebi-esse-selinho-da-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SalELrnxEOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-FTufcxzwHM/s72-c/selomaneiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8909717104046838170</id><published>2009-02-27T19:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:26:24.657-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Selinho :B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SahmIIYKjyI/AAAAAAAAAbA/vuZaPWiPu1Q/s1600-h/Selo_blog_roxie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307604450729955106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SahmIIYKjyI/AAAAAAAAAbA/vuZaPWiPu1Q/s200/Selo_blog_roxie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aaaaah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero agradecer pelo carinho e pela indicação da dona do bloog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://planetadablogueira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Planeta da Blogueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o blog dela é &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e meus &lt;em&gt;indicados &lt;/em&gt;são :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rascunhodevidas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Rascunho de Vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://folhas-avulsas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Folhas Avulsas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fran-maisumavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Mais uma vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tisdjenane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Pensamentos soltos .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obrigada por tudo :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Voltem sempre que quiserem .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abraços ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-8909717104046838170?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8909717104046838170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/selinho-b.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8909717104046838170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8909717104046838170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/selinho-b.html' title='Selinho :B'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SahmIIYKjyI/AAAAAAAAAbA/vuZaPWiPu1Q/s72-c/Selo_blog_roxie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-9032286839424615437</id><published>2009-02-26T19:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:58:53.792-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaceYIdHDdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JeRFfGXzPZk/s1600-h/baloio4nz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307244085814693330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaceYIdHDdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JeRFfGXzPZk/s200/baloio4nz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;"Por muito tempo eu pensei que a minha &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt; fosse se tornar uma vida de verdade. Mas &lt;em&gt;sempre&lt;/em&gt; havia um obstáculo no caminho, algo a ser ultrapassado antes de começar a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;viver&lt;/span&gt;, um trabalho não terminado, uma conta a ser paga. Aí sim, a vida de verdade começaria. Por fim, cheguei a conclusão de que esses &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obstáculos&lt;/span&gt; eram a minha vida de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Essa perspectiva tem me ajudado a ver que não existe um &lt;strong&gt;caminho &lt;/strong&gt;para a &lt;strong&gt;felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;. A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;felicidade&lt;/span&gt; é o &lt;em&gt;caminho&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(...) Portanto, pare de esperar até que você termine a faculdade; até que você volte para a faculdade; até que você perca 5 quilos; até que você tenha tido filhos; até que seus filhos tenham saído de casa; até que você case; até que você se divorcie; até sexta à noite; até segunda de manhã; até que você tenha comprado um carro ou uma casa nova; até que seu carro ou sua casa tenham sido pagos; até o próximo verão; outono; inverno; até que você esteja aposentado; até que a sua música toque; até que você tenha terminado seu drink; até que você esteja sóbrio de novo; até que você &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morra&lt;/strong&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/6020572913670567563-9032286839424615437?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/9032286839424615437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/vida.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9032286839424615437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9032286839424615437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/vida.html' title='Vida .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaceYIdHDdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JeRFfGXzPZk/s72-c/baloio4nz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5065233993685766077</id><published>2009-02-22T20:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:53:37.784-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Selinho (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaHjBmxd7JI/AAAAAAAAAaY/b2xKAL4cvD8/s1600-h/vale_ouro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305771452746558610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaHjBmxd7JI/AAAAAAAAAaY/b2xKAL4cvD8/s200/vale_ouro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Meu primeiro selinho *.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Primeiramente gostaria de agradecer a doona do bloog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tisdjenane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Pensamentos soltos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Por haver lembrado do meu humilde espaço ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As Regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;1. Colocar o link de quem te indicou pro meme.&lt;br /&gt;2. Escrever estas 5 regras antes do seu meme pra deixar a brincadeira mais clara.&lt;br /&gt;3. Contar os 6 fatos aleatórios sobre você .&lt;br /&gt;4. Indicar 6 blogueiros pra continuar a brincadeira.&lt;br /&gt;5. Avisar para esses blogueiros que eles foram indicados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6 coisas sobre mim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;• amo e não vivo sem minha família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;• amo música romântica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;• minha comida preferida é arroz e feijão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;• meus amigos são essenciais para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;• meu maior sonho é mudar o mundo (para melhor)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;• não suporto ver alguém chorando :T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Indicados (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tatianamaisan-euconto.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deixa que eu conto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://miipereira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Milena Pereira (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tisdjenane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pensamentos soltos . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fran-maisumavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mais uma vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://babimg.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;confissões de uma adolescente ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://planetadablogueira.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Planeta da Blogueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Obrigada mais uma vez !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sempre tentarei fazer o melhor a todos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Voltem sempre que quiserem, pois todos são bem-vindos aqui ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Beeijos :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vanessa Karoline&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-5065233993685766077?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5065233993685766077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/meu-primeiro-selinho.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5065233993685766077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5065233993685766077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/meu-primeiro-selinho.html' title='O Selinho (:'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaHjBmxd7JI/AAAAAAAAAaY/b2xKAL4cvD8/s72-c/vale_ouro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6403725254148238100</id><published>2009-02-22T19:15:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:25:21.871-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem foi que disse .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sac_8abK_PI/AAAAAAAAAa4/rJ4Rg7WahPU/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307280992997407986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sac_8abK_PI/AAAAAAAAAa4/rJ4Rg7WahPU/s200/princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Quem foi que disse que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; precisa ser &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bonita&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa &lt;/em&gt;precisa ser filha de &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;reis&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;rainhas&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; precisa ter uma &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;carruagem&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; precisa ter um princípe &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;encantado&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; precisa ter &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sapatinhos&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cristal&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa &lt;/em&gt;precisa ter uma &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;coroa&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; precisa viver um &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;conto &lt;/span&gt;de &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fadas&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; precisa ser &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt; para &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sempre&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; precisa se &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;parecer&lt;/span&gt; com uma &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;boneca&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa &lt;/em&gt;precisa saber &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dançar&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;que toda &lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;não&lt;/strong&gt; tem &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;defeitos&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;que as &lt;em&gt;princesas&lt;/em&gt; precisam &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sempre&lt;/span&gt; estar &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;felizes&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;f&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;n&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;l,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Quem foi que disse que as &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princesas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; moram &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;só &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;nos &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;castelos&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*não importa sua &lt;strong&gt;classe&lt;/strong&gt; social, quem são seus pais, quem é você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Afinal, todas as meninas são &lt;em&gt;princesas&lt;/em&gt;, todas guardam dentro de si o dom de ser&lt;strong&gt; feliz&lt;/strong&gt; para &lt;strong&gt;sempre&lt;/strong&gt;, mesmo não morando num &lt;strong&gt;castelo&lt;/strong&gt; e não tendo um &lt;em&gt;princípe encantado&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mesmo que você tenha &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;defeitos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;quase que insuportaveis, mesmo que você não seje linda, não saiba andar de salto, não tenha uma carruagem, não preocupe, pois isso só te faz ser mais princesa ainda, porque as princesas são únicas (:&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/6020572913670567563-6403725254148238100?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6403725254148238100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/quem-foi-que-disse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6403725254148238100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6403725254148238100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/quem-foi-que-disse.html' title='Quem foi que disse .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/Sac_8abK_PI/AAAAAAAAAa4/rJ4Rg7WahPU/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5764814450203725483</id><published>2009-02-21T11:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:37:27.504-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaCQLQz3Y7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/FpYtNVi1r14/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305398884207911858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaCQLQz3Y7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/FpYtNVi1r14/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaANG-DoUmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/JR5JI_Zu9y4/s1600-h/Apaixonados_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;É tão difícil &lt;strong&gt;falar &lt;/strong&gt;e dizer coisas que não podem ser &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ditas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;É tão &lt;em&gt;silencioso&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Como traduzir o &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;silêncio &lt;/span&gt;do encontro real entre nós dois? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Dificílimo &lt;strong&gt;contar&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Olhei pra você fixamente por &lt;em&gt;instantes&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Tais momentos são meu &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;segredo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Houve o que se chama de &lt;em&gt;comunhão&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;perfeita&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Eu chamo isto de estado agudo de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;felicidade&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/6020572913670567563-5764814450203725483?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5764814450203725483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-tao-dificil-falar-e-dizer-coisas-que.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5764814450203725483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5764814450203725483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-tao-dificil-falar-e-dizer-coisas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaCQLQz3Y7I/AAAAAAAAAY8/FpYtNVi1r14/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-8524747171563936816</id><published>2009-02-21T10:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:42:58.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Há momentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaAC0XKC5FI/AAAAAAAAAYU/NiO-hK93REs/s1600-h/1818621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305243459635045458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaAC0XKC5FI/AAAAAAAAAYU/NiO-hK93REs/s200/1818621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Há momentos na vida em que &lt;em&gt;sentimos&lt;/em&gt; tanto&lt;br /&gt;a falta de alguém que o que mais queremos&lt;br /&gt;é tirar esta pessoa de nossos &lt;strong&gt;sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;abraçá-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sonhe com aquilo que você &lt;em&gt;quiser&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seja o que você quer &lt;em&gt;ser&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;porque você possui apenas &lt;strong&gt;uma&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e nela só se tem &lt;strong&gt;uma&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;chance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de fazer aquilo que se &lt;em&gt;quer&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tenha &lt;strong&gt;felicidade&lt;/strong&gt; bastante para fazê-la &lt;em&gt;doce&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dificuldades&lt;/strong&gt; para fazê-la&lt;em&gt; forte&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tristeza&lt;/strong&gt; para fazê-la &lt;em&gt;humana&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E &lt;strong&gt;esperança&lt;/strong&gt; suficiente para fazê-la &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As pessoas mais&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; felizes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;não têm as &lt;em&gt;melhores&lt;/em&gt; coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Elas sabem fazer o &lt;em&gt;melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;das&lt;strong&gt; oportunidades&lt;/strong&gt; que aparecem&lt;br /&gt;em seus &lt;em&gt;caminhos&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;felicidade&lt;/span&gt; aparece para aqueles que &lt;em&gt;choram&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Para aqueles que se &lt;em&gt;machucam&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Para aqueles que buscam e &lt;em&gt;tentam sempre&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E para aqueles que &lt;em&gt;reconhecem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;strong&gt; importância&lt;/strong&gt; das pessoas que passam por suas &lt;strong&gt;vidas&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;futuro&lt;/strong&gt; mais &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;brilhante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é baseado num&lt;strong&gt; passado&lt;/strong&gt; intensamente vivido.&lt;br /&gt;Você só terá&lt;em&gt; sucesso&lt;/em&gt; na &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vida &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando &lt;em&gt;perdoar &lt;/em&gt;os erros&lt;br /&gt;e as decepções do passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é &lt;em&gt;curta&lt;/em&gt;, mas as &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;emoções&lt;/span&gt; que podemos deixar&lt;br /&gt;duram uma &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eternidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A vida não é de se &lt;em&gt;brincar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque um &lt;strong&gt;belo&lt;/strong&gt; dia se&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; morre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&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/6020572913670567563-8524747171563936816?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/8524747171563936816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/ha-momentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8524747171563936816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/8524747171563936816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/ha-momentos.html' title='Há momentos'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SaAC0XKC5FI/AAAAAAAAAYU/NiO-hK93REs/s72-c/1818621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-4657025294443489577</id><published>2009-02-11T20:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:43:03.569-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero ir ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SZNUPgINxvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4DTBVCAvDug/s1600-h/percorrendo%2520o%2520caminho%2520da%2520vida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301673811644368626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SZNUPgINxvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4DTBVCAvDug/s200/percorrendo%2520o%2520caminho%2520da%2520vida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;... onde &lt;em&gt;ninguém&lt;/em&gt; foi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;e muito &lt;em&gt;mais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;além &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-4657025294443489577?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4657025294443489577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-quero-ir.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4657025294443489577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4657025294443489577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-quero-ir.html' title='Eu quero ir ...'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SZNUPgINxvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4DTBVCAvDug/s72-c/percorrendo%2520o%2520caminho%2520da%2520vida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-786720684735529893</id><published>2009-02-09T22:06:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:11:47.089-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quando fazemos tudo para que nos amem e &lt;em&gt;não &lt;/em&gt;conseguimos, resta-nos um último recurso: não fazer mais &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;. Por isso, digo, quando não obtivermos o amor, o afeto ou a ternura que havíamos solicitado, melhor será &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;desistirmos&lt;/span&gt; e procurar mais adiante os &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sentimentos &lt;/span&gt;que nos negaram. Não fazer esforços&lt;em&gt; inúteis&lt;/em&gt;, pois o amor &lt;em&gt;nasce&lt;/em&gt;, ou não, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;espontaneamente&lt;/span&gt;, mas nunca por força de imposição. Às vezes, é inútil esforçar-se demais, nada se consegue; outras vezes, nada damos e o&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; amor&lt;/span&gt; se rende aos nossos pés. Os &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sentimentos &lt;/span&gt;são &lt;em&gt;sempre&lt;/em&gt; uma &lt;em&gt;surpresa&lt;/em&gt;. Nunca foram uma &lt;strong&gt;caridade mendigada&lt;/strong&gt;, uma compaixão ou um favor concedido. Quase sempre &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amamos&lt;/span&gt; a quem nos &lt;em&gt;ama mal&lt;/em&gt;, e &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;desprezamos&lt;/span&gt; quem &lt;em&gt;melhor nos quer&lt;/em&gt;. Assim, repito, quando tivermos feito tudo para conseguir um &lt;em&gt;amor,&lt;/em&gt; e falhado, resta-nos um só caminho: o de mais &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&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/6020572913670567563-786720684735529893?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/786720684735529893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/quando-fazemos-tudo-para-que-nos-amem-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/786720684735529893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/786720684735529893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/quando-fazemos-tudo-para-que-nos-amem-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6146795569205245469</id><published>2009-02-09T21:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:57:38.911-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigas ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SZDChV4GTKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/20SY_cLkKD8/s1600-h/20838356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300950639478983842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SZDChV4GTKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/20SY_cLkKD8/s200/20838356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;São nelas em que eu posso confiar,&lt;br /&gt;contar meus absurdos segredos,&lt;br /&gt;pois sei que irão me ajudar&lt;br /&gt;e acabar com meus medos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São as melhores que eu já sonhei em ter,&lt;br /&gt;aquelas que choram, riem, brincam comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, me mostram o que é viver&lt;br /&gt;E que a vida sem elas não faz sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pior dia de minha vida foi quando brigamos,&lt;br /&gt;mas a força da amizade foi mais forte&lt;br /&gt;e descobrimos o quanto nos amamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigas nunca me esquecerei de vocês,&lt;br /&gt;jamais as tirarei de minha memória,&lt;br /&gt;pois foi com vocês&lt;br /&gt;que escrevi uma história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma história com um final feliz&lt;br /&gt;que nem o tempo é capaz de apagar,&lt;br /&gt;pois foram bons momentos&lt;br /&gt;e de vocês amigas sempre irei me lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*poema antigão, mas não podia faltar aqui. Sendo essa uma singela homenagem as minhas queridas amigas inesqueciveis *-*'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-6146795569205245469?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6146795569205245469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/amigas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6146795569205245469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6146795569205245469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/amigas.html' title='Amigas ;'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SZDChV4GTKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/20SY_cLkKD8/s72-c/20838356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6663198240889276038</id><published>2009-02-03T20:40:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:49:36.335-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYjJ6d0OdLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/CSdQdCD3qAY/s1600-h/kslsoopd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298706967874663602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYjJ6d0OdLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/CSdQdCD3qAY/s200/kslsoopd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Por um lado, ter um &lt;em&gt;inimigo&lt;/em&gt; é muito ruim. Perturba nossa paz mental e destrói algumas de nossas coisas boas. Mas, se vemos de outro ângulo, somente um inimigo nos dá a oportunidade de exercer a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;paciência&lt;/span&gt;. Ninguém mais do que ele nos concede a oportunidade para a&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; tolerância&lt;/span&gt;. Já que não conhecemos a maioria dos cinco bilhões de seres humanos nesta terra, a maioria das pessoas também não nos dá oportunidade de mostrar &lt;em&gt;tolerância&lt;/em&gt; ou &lt;em&gt;paciência&lt;/em&gt;. Somente essas pessoas que nós conhecemos e que nos criam &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;problemas&lt;/span&gt; é que realmente nos dão uma boa chance de praticar a&lt;em&gt; tolerância&lt;/em&gt; e a &lt;em&gt;paciência&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Dalai Lama .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Afinal, ter um inimigo nem é tão ruim assim ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-6663198240889276038?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6663198240889276038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/por-um-lado-ter-um-inimigo-e-muito-ruim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6663198240889276038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6663198240889276038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/02/por-um-lado-ter-um-inimigo-e-muito-ruim.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYjJ6d0OdLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/CSdQdCD3qAY/s72-c/kslsoopd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7634664256676572387</id><published>2009-01-29T21:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:16:00.686-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Como alcançar a felicidade .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYI4l7SCHEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q7Q5C-_8N48/s1600-h/menina%2Balegre.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296858335960767554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYI4l7SCHEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q7Q5C-_8N48/s200/menina%2Balegre.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Para começarmos, podemos dividir todo tipo de felicidade e sofrimento em duas categorias principais: mental e física. Das duas, é a mente que exerce a maior influência em muitos de nós. A menos que estejamos gravemente doentes, ou privados de nossas necessidades básicas, a condição física representa um papel secundário na vida. Se o corpo está satisfeito, praticamente o ignoramos. A mente, entretanto, registra cada evento, por mais pequeno que seja. Por isso, deveríamos devotar nossos mais sérios esforços à produção da paz mental. A partir de minha própria limitada experiência, descobri que o mais alto grau de tranqüilidade interior vem do desenvolvimento do amor e da compaixão. Quanto mais nos ocuparmos com a felicidade alheia, maior se tornará nossa sensação de bem-estar. O cultivo de sentimentos amorosos, calorosos e próximos para com os outros automaticamente descansa a mente. Isto ajuda a remover quaisquer temores ou inseguranças que possamos ter e, nos dá força para enfrentarmos quaisquer obstáculos que encontramos. É a principal fonte de sucesso na vida. Enquanto vivemos neste mundo estamos destinados a encontrar problemas. Se, nessas ocasiões, perdemos a esperança e nos desencorajamos, diminuímos nossa habilidade de encarar as dificuldades. Se, por outro lado, nos lembramos que não se trata apenas de nós, mas, que todos têm de passar por sofrimento, esta perspectiva mais realista aumentará nossa capacidade e determinação para sobrepujarmos os problemas. Na verdade, com essa atitude, cada novo obstáculo pode ser encarado como sendo mais uma valiosa oportunidade de aprimorar nossa mente! Desse modo, podemos gradualmente nos esforçar para nos tornarmos mais compassivos, ou seja, podemos desenvolver tanto a genuína empatia pelo sofrimento dos outros, quanto a vontade de ajudar a remover sua dor. Como resultado, crescerão nossas próprias serenidade e força interior&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dalai Lama .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-7634664256676572387?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7634664256676572387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/como-alcancar-felicidade.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7634664256676572387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7634664256676572387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/como-alcancar-felicidade.html' title='Como alcançar a felicidade .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYI4l7SCHEI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q7Q5C-_8N48/s72-c/menina%2Balegre.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-9133606133290672947</id><published>2009-01-29T13:01:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:15:20.600-02:00</updated><title type='text'>-  Lágrimas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYHH8As_P6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/8fomFIGP-Wk/s1600-h/chorando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYHH8As_P6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/8fomFIGP-Wk/s320/chorando.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296734470559186850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que invadem meu coração ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras da alma ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pura linguagem do amor .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;[...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-9133606133290672947?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/9133606133290672947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/lagrimas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9133606133290672947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9133606133290672947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/lagrimas.html' title='-  Lágrimas'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYHH8As_P6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/8fomFIGP-Wk/s72-c/chorando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-1422869180435923683</id><published>2009-01-28T19:04:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:12:47.908-02:00</updated><title type='text'>. amor é pra sempre, nunca em vão .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Pra que, por que viver de&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; saudade&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Nosso &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt; é pra &lt;em&gt;sempre&lt;/em&gt;, essa é a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;verdade&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYDJYK28jfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LecE86P0gBI/s1600-h/kokdokdokrokd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296454578856562162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYDJYK28jfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LecE86P0gBI/s400/kokdokdokrokd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-1422869180435923683?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/1422869180435923683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/amor-e-pra-sempre-nunca-em-vao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1422869180435923683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/1422869180435923683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/amor-e-pra-sempre-nunca-em-vao.html' title='. amor é pra sempre, nunca em vão .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYDJYK28jfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/LecE86P0gBI/s72-c/kokdokdokrokd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-82623537620073761</id><published>2009-01-28T17:34:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:44:01.497-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu não existo sem você .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu sei e você sabe, já que a &lt;em&gt;vida&lt;/em&gt; quis assim&lt;br /&gt;Que nada nesse mundo levará &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eu sei e você sabe que a &lt;em&gt;distância&lt;/em&gt; não existe&lt;br /&gt;Que todo &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;grande&lt;/span&gt; amor&lt;br /&gt;Só é bem grande se for &lt;em&gt;triste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha &lt;em&gt;medo&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sofrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que todos os &lt;em&gt;caminhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encaminham pra &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYC0YZrH-UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vpMfmaDh7nY/s1600-h/y1pbgDWJ0ZD_U3Hrqul3NuFh_LFlCuyGr0N3jHk1gdn985fABLHY5zDNR9aKV6i6-x0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296431493089327426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYC0YZrH-UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vpMfmaDh7nY/s200/y1pbgDWJ0ZD_U3Hrqul3NuFh_LFlCuyGr0N3jHk1gdn985fABLHY5zDNR9aKV6i6-x0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Assim como o &lt;em&gt;oceano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só é belo com &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a &lt;em&gt;canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Só tem razão se &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como uma &lt;em&gt;nuvem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Só acontece se &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;chover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Só é grande se &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sofrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como &lt;em&gt;viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sem ter amor &lt;strong&gt;não&lt;/strong&gt; é viver&lt;br /&gt;Não há você sem mim&lt;br /&gt;Eu não &lt;em&gt;existo&lt;/em&gt; sem &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-82623537620073761?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/82623537620073761/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-nao-existo-sem-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/82623537620073761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/82623537620073761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-nao-existo-sem-voce.html' title='Eu não existo sem você .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SYC0YZrH-UI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vpMfmaDh7nY/s72-c/y1pbgDWJ0ZD_U3Hrqul3NuFh_LFlCuyGr0N3jHk1gdn985fABLHY5zDNR9aKV6i6-x0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2730783957512377114</id><published>2009-01-23T10:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:32:19.893-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Não desista nunca de seus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sonhos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Não desista da &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;verdade&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Por mais dura que seja!&lt;br /&gt;Não desista das &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;conquistas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Não desista de ir,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que um dia você volte!&lt;br /&gt;Não desista de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;enfrentar&lt;/span&gt; as ondas,&lt;br /&gt;As ondas são &lt;em&gt;fortes&lt;/em&gt;, mas quebram...&lt;br /&gt;Não desista de enfrentar seus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;medos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seus medos são &lt;em&gt;fracos&lt;/em&gt; perto da tua &lt;strong&gt;coragem&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Não desista de suas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;escolhas&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;De suas vontades.&lt;br /&gt;Não desista do &lt;em&gt;difícil&lt;/em&gt;, do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;diferente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Não desista do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;novo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Não desista de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;consertar&lt;/span&gt; um erro!&lt;br /&gt;Não desista de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amar&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Não desista de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;viver&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Não desista sempre de ser &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;você&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/6020572913670567563-2730783957512377114?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2730783957512377114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-desista-nunca-de-seus-sonhos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2730783957512377114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2730783957512377114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-desista-nunca-de-seus-sonhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-884577387618240853</id><published>2009-01-15T14:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:20:42.130-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamais imaginei encontrar alguém assim: perfeito para mim .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SW9nTX2DzTI/AAAAAAAAASE/2wDN0Gp_NKM/s1600-h/Mi_Amor_by_SunDropsTonight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291561669699554610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SW9nTX2DzTI/AAAAAAAAASE/2wDN0Gp_NKM/s200/Mi_Amor_by_SunDropsTonight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Gostaria tanto de poder traduzir todo esse &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt; que sinto por você em &lt;strong&gt;palavraas&lt;/strong&gt; ou &lt;strong&gt;gestos&lt;/strong&gt;, mas infelizmente não consegui, pois esse sentimento é muito imenso.&lt;br /&gt;Então tentei demonstrá-lo de outras formas, mas não podia fazer isso sozinha. Coom isso eu fui pediir ajuda as &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;estrelas&lt;/span&gt; e elaas concordaram em me ajudar, e disseram-me que enquanto eu te amar elas permaneceriam a &lt;em&gt;brilhar&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mas achei isso muito pouco, dessa foorma fui pediir ajuda aos &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pássaros&lt;/span&gt;, e eles falaram que só iriam &lt;em&gt;cantar&lt;/em&gt; até quando meu amor por você durar. Continuei achando isso muito singelo em comparação ao meu grande sentimento. Então fui conversar com os &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;céus&lt;/span&gt; para ver de que forma eles poderiam me ajudar, assim me afirmaram o seguinte: que enquanto eu te amar o &lt;em&gt;céu&lt;/em&gt; será azul, o&lt;em&gt; vento&lt;/em&gt; continuará a soprar, a &lt;em&gt;chuva &lt;/em&gt;irá cair, o &lt;em&gt;mundo &lt;/em&gt;irá girar. Por isso lembre-se: enquanto as estrelas brilharem, os pássaros permanecerem a cantar, o céu estiver azul, o vento soprar, a chuva cair, o mundo rodar eu continuarei a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;te amar&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*texto dedicado ao amor da minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aquele que me faz a pessoa mais feeliz do mundo, apenas pelo simples fato de existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te amoo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-884577387618240853?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/884577387618240853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/jamais-imaginei-encontrar-algum-assim.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/884577387618240853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/884577387618240853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/jamais-imaginei-encontrar-algum-assim.html' title='Jamais imaginei encontrar alguém assim: perfeito para mim .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SW9nTX2DzTI/AAAAAAAAASE/2wDN0Gp_NKM/s72-c/Mi_Amor_by_SunDropsTonight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7834383319400267614</id><published>2009-01-14T13:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:33:01.923-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que sempre amamos as pessoas erradas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Quando você acha que encontrou a pessoa &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;certa&lt;/span&gt;, aquela dos seus &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sonhos&lt;/span&gt;, sempre acontece alguma coisa para atrapalhar.&lt;br /&gt;Então você descobre que aquela pessoa 'perfeita' tem &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;defeitos&lt;/span&gt; que você nem imaginava e tudo começa a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;desencantar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Assim muitas pessoas acabam sofrendo &lt;em&gt;desilusões&lt;/em&gt; e carregando isso pro resto de suas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, saiba que &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Princípes&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Princesas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Encantados&lt;/em&gt; são PERFEITOS, carinhosos, corajosos, amorosos, mas NÃO existem !&lt;br /&gt;Então quando se &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;apaixonar&lt;/span&gt; por alguém realce suas &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;qualidades&lt;/span&gt;, mas esteja certo de que ela também possui &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;defeitos&lt;/span&gt; e procure entendê-los .&lt;br /&gt;E seja &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;z&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/6020572913670567563-7834383319400267614?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7834383319400267614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/por-que-sempre-amamos-as-pessoas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7834383319400267614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7834383319400267614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/por-que-sempre-amamos-as-pessoas.html' title='Por que sempre amamos as pessoas erradas?'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5378248598135935168</id><published>2009-01-14T11:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:34:39.273-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SXDu6oi4bwI/AAAAAAAAASU/RwH8e2aSGKM/s1600-h/oteatromagico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291992253243879170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SXDu6oi4bwI/AAAAAAAAASU/RwH8e2aSGKM/s400/oteatromagico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Nem toda palavra é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Aquilo que o dicionário diz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Nem todo pedaço de pedra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Se parece com tijolo ou com pedra de giz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Avião parece passarinho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Que não sabe bater asa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Passarinho voando longe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Parece borboleta que fugiu de casa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Borboleta parece flor que o vento tirou pra dançar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Flor parece a gente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Pois somos semente do que ainda virá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;A gente parece formiga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lá de cima do avião &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;O céu parece um chão de areia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Parece descanso pra minha oração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;A nuvem parece fumaça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tem gente que acha que ela é algodão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Algodão as vezes é doce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Mais as vezes não é doce não .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[...]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*eles são perfeitoos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SXDqwzP2SkI/AAAAAAAAASM/9yfGa7OgfdU/s1600-h/oteatromagico.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/6020572913670567563-5378248598135935168?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5378248598135935168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/nem-toda-palavra-aquilo-que-o-dicionrio.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5378248598135935168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5378248598135935168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/nem-toda-palavra-aquilo-que-o-dicionrio.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SXDu6oi4bwI/AAAAAAAAASU/RwH8e2aSGKM/s72-c/oteatromagico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-5859703912880940402</id><published>2009-01-13T12:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:39:09.693-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema do amigo aprendiz .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Quero ser o teu amigo. Nem demais e nem de menos.&lt;br /&gt;Nem tão longe e nem tão perto.&lt;br /&gt;Na medida mais precisa que eu puder.&lt;br /&gt;Mas amar-te sem medida e ficar na tua vida,&lt;br /&gt;Da maneira mais discreta que eu souber.&lt;br /&gt;Sem tirar-te a liberdade, sem jamais te sufocar.&lt;br /&gt;Sem forçar tua vontade.&lt;br /&gt;Sem falar, quando for hora de calar.&lt;br /&gt;E sem calar, quando for hora de falar.&lt;br /&gt;Nem ausente, nem presente por demais.&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente, calmamente, ser-te paz.&lt;br /&gt;É bonito ser amigo, mas confesso é tão difícil aprender!&lt;br /&gt;E por isso eu te suplico paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Vou encher este teu rosto de lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me tempo, de acertar nossas distâncias...&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/6020572913670567563-5859703912880940402?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/5859703912880940402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/poema-do-amigo-aprendiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5859703912880940402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/5859703912880940402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/poema-do-amigo-aprendiz.html' title='Poema do amigo aprendiz .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7553357376406992130</id><published>2009-01-12T17:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:29:13.309-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;Escrevi &lt;em&gt;junto&lt;/em&gt; ao meu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;o seu nome na palma da mão . N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;o caderno pintei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;uma &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;flecha&lt;/span&gt; em um &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;coração . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;Desde então, toda noite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;só durmo &lt;strong&gt;pensando&lt;/strong&gt; em você, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;tenho um &lt;strong&gt;sonho &lt;/strong&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;mais &lt;em&gt;bonito&lt;/em&gt; que alguém pode ter .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-7553357376406992130?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7553357376406992130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/escrevi-junto-ao-meu-o-seu-nome-na_9198.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7553357376406992130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7553357376406992130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/escrevi-junto-ao-meu-o-seu-nome-na_9198.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-6762365710217056669</id><published>2009-01-12T15:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:19:24.398-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Soneto da Separação .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWt7SlOy3TI/AAAAAAAAAQU/tSeJizkSi2U/s1600-h/menina_triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290457746438806834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWt7SlOy3TI/AAAAAAAAAQU/tSeJizkSi2U/s400/menina_triste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;De repente do riso fez-se o pranto&lt;br /&gt;Silencioso e branco como a bruma&lt;br /&gt;E das bocas unidas fez-se a espuma&lt;br /&gt;E das mãos espalmadas fez-se o espanto.&lt;br /&gt;De repente da calma fez-se o vento&lt;br /&gt;Que dos olhos desfez a última chama&lt;br /&gt;E da paixão fez-se o pressentimento&lt;br /&gt;E do momento imóvel fez-se o drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;De repente, não mais que de repente&lt;br /&gt;Fez-se de triste o que se fez amante&lt;br /&gt;E de sozinho o que se fez contente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fez-se do amigo próximo o distante&lt;br /&gt;Fez-se da vida uma aventura errante&lt;br /&gt;De repente, não mais que de repente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&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/6020572913670567563-6762365710217056669?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/6762365710217056669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/soneto-da-separao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6762365710217056669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/6762365710217056669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/soneto-da-separao.html' title='Soneto da Separação .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWt7SlOy3TI/AAAAAAAAAQU/tSeJizkSi2U/s72-c/menina_triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-3981892937347357254</id><published>2009-01-12T14:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:01:01.710-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ausência .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eu deixarei que morra em mim o desejo de amar os teus olhos que são doces&lt;br /&gt;Porque nada te poderei dar senão a mágoa de me veres eternamente exausto.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto a tua presença é qualquer coisa como a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;luz&lt;/span&gt; e a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;E eu sinto que em meu gesto existe o teu gesto e em minha voz a tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;Não te quero ter porque em meu ser tudo estaria terminado.&lt;br /&gt;Quero só que surjas em mim como a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fé&lt;/span&gt; nos desesperados&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu possa levar uma gota de orvalho nesta terra amaldiçoada&lt;br /&gt;Que ficou sobre a minha carne como nódoa do passado.&lt;br /&gt;Eu deixarei, tu irás e encostarás a tua face em &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;outra&lt;/span&gt; face.&lt;br /&gt;Teus dedos enlaçarão &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;outros&lt;/span&gt; dedos e tu desabrocharás para a madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tu não saberás que quem te colheu fui &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt;, porque eu fui o grande íntimo da noite.&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu encostei minha face na face da noite e ouvi a tua fala amorosa.&lt;br /&gt;Porque meus dedos enlaçaram os dedos da névoa suspensos no espaço.&lt;br /&gt;E eu trouxe até mim a misteriosa essência do teu abandono desordenado.&lt;br /&gt;Eu ficarei só como os veleiros nos pontos silenciosos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu te possuirei como ninguém porque poderei partir.&lt;br /&gt;E todas as lamentações do mar, do vento, do céu, das aves, das estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;Serão &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a tua&lt;/span&gt; voz presente, a tua voz ausente, a tua voz serenizada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T___T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-3981892937347357254?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/3981892937347357254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-deixarei-que-morra-em-mim-o-desejo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3981892937347357254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/3981892937347357254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-deixarei-que-morra-em-mim-o-desejo.html' title='Ausência .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-337902670306022749</id><published>2009-01-11T22:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:40:27.848-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; ' Há momentos na vida, em que se deveria calar e deixar que o silêncio falasse ao coração, pois há emoções que as palavras não sabem traduzir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-337902670306022749?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/337902670306022749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/h-momentos-na-vida-em-que-se-deveria.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/337902670306022749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/337902670306022749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/h-momentos-na-vida-em-que-se-deveria.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-593304151301412081</id><published>2009-01-11T21:33:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:57:08.520-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem é que nunca .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWqG4f3TgAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EzEBfmJlJlM/s1600-h/menina2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290189017484328962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWqG4f3TgAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EzEBfmJlJlM/s200/menina2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;caaiu andando de bicicletaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;raloou o joeelho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;brincou de pega-pega?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tomou sopa fazendo barulho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tirou nota baaixaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;se lambuzoou com sorvete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;briigou com o irmão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chorou de felicidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;riiu para não chorar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tomou banho de chuvaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;viveu um amor que nunca saiu da tela do computador?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;se apaixonou por aquele cara da novela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;se emocionava quando lembrava daquela pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pensou em viver um conto de fadas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sonhou em virar famoso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pensou em viver um grande amoor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;briigou na escolaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;roubou brigadeiros de festa de criança?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dançou as músicas da Xuxa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;assistiu pica-pau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;doormiu na rede?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;falou quando não podiia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;comeu cachorro-quente na rua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ficou feliz em reencontrar alguém que a muito tempo não se viia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fiicou fascinado ao ver um colorido chafariiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pensou que poderia mudar o mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e afinal, quem é que nunca pensou em seer &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeliz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-593304151301412081?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/593304151301412081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/quem-que-nunca.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/593304151301412081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/593304151301412081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/quem-que-nunca.html' title='Quem é que nunca .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWqG4f3TgAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/EzEBfmJlJlM/s72-c/menina2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-4533427389687539228</id><published>2009-01-11T16:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:57:19.689-02:00</updated><title type='text'>\oo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWpA7bI6HTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YQHyWyLvG7c/s1600-h/idade_para_ser_feliz..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290112101941648690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWpA7bI6HTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YQHyWyLvG7c/s200/idade_para_ser_feliz..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hoje levantei cedo pensando no que tenho a fazer antes que o relógio marque meia noite. É minha função escolher que tipo de dia vou ter hoje. Posso reclamar porque está chovendo ou agradecer às águas por lavarem a poluição. Posso ficar triste por não ter dinheiro ou me sentir encorajado para administrar minhas finanças, evitando o desperdício. Posso reclamar sobre minha saúde ou dar graças por estar vivo. Posso me queixar dos meus pais por não terem me dado tudo o que eu queria ou posso ser grato por ter nascido. Posso reclamar por ter que ir trabalhar ou agradecer por ter trabalho. Posso sentir tédio com o trabalho doméstico ou agradecer a Deus. Posso lamentar decepções com amigos ou me entusiasmar com a possibilidade de fazer novas amizades. Se as coisas não saíram como planejei posso ficar feliz por ter hoje para recomeçar. O dia está na minha frente esperando para ser o que eu quiser. E aqui estou eu, o escultor que pode dar forma. Tudo depende só de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-4533427389687539228?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/4533427389687539228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4533427389687539228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/4533427389687539228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/oo.html' title='\oo'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1_RBdAgn5kc/SWpA7bI6HTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YQHyWyLvG7c/s72-c/idade_para_ser_feliz..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7170118702510770091</id><published>2009-01-11T16:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:37:14.790-02:00</updated><title type='text'>acredite .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Acredite nas pessoas. Naquelas que possuem &lt;em&gt;algo&lt;/em&gt; mais. Aquelas que, às vezes, a gente confunde com &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anjos&lt;/span&gt; e outras &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;divindades&lt;/span&gt;. Digo daquelas pessoas que existem em nossas vidas e enchem nosso espaço com &lt;em&gt;pequenas&lt;/em&gt; alegrias e &lt;em&gt;grandes&lt;/em&gt; atitudes. Falo daquelas que te olham nos olhos quando precisam ser verdadeiras, tecendo elogios, que pedem desculpas com a &lt;em&gt;simplicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;de uma criança. Pessoas firmes, verdadeiras, transparentes, amigas, ingênuas. Que com um &lt;strong&gt;sorriso&lt;/strong&gt;, um &lt;strong&gt;beijo&lt;/strong&gt;, um &lt;strong&gt;abraço,&lt;/strong&gt; uma palavra te faz &lt;strong&gt;feliz&lt;/strong&gt;. Aquelas que erram, acertam, não tem vergonha de dizer não sei, aquelas que sonham, aquelas amigas, aquelas que passam pela vida deixando sua marca, deixando saudades, aquelas que fazem à &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diferença&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Aquelas que vivem intensamente um &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;grande amor&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/6020572913670567563-7170118702510770091?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7170118702510770091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/acredite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7170118702510770091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7170118702510770091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/acredite.html' title='acredite .'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-70369583023411931</id><published>2009-01-10T19:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:49:40.362-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;. você pode melhorar sua &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;aparência &lt;/span&gt;sem precisar de operação plástica : basta &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;sorrir&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/6020572913670567563-70369583023411931?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/70369583023411931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/70369583023411931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7380658914700639593</id><published>2009-01-10T14:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:55:43.156-02:00</updated><title type='text'>sonhoos e desejos para 2009  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;. esperoo que o mundoo tenha menos violênciia ; que menoos pessoas passem foome ; quee o amoor brote no coração de todos ; que ao invés de perseguiimos a felicidade ela nos persiiga ; quee toodos encontrem sua metade da laranja ; que seeu cupiido não esteje de maau humoor ; que amamemos nossos professorres ; que não tiremos notas baixas ; que o sono não nos persiga durante as aulas ; que não vamos desobedecer nossos pais ; que não iremos brigar com nossos irmãos ; que trataremos todos beem ; que sempre seremos simpáticos ; que seremos boons ; que choraremos sem vergonha ; que pediremos perdão ; que sejamos perdoados ; que sejamos amados. Que esses desejos e sonhos tornem-se reaais. E por fim : Que sejamos sempre feelizes e que nada é capaz de nos derrubar ou abalar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&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/6020572913670567563-7380658914700639593?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7380658914700639593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/sonhoos-e-desejos-para-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7380658914700639593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7380658914700639593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/sonhoos-e-desejos-para-2009.html' title='sonhoos e desejos para 2009  :)'/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-2397796725865012307</id><published>2009-01-10T14:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:32:58.204-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Seeja &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;difereente &lt;/span&gt;e façaa a&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; difereença&lt;/span&gt; , pois essa é a úniica maneira de salvarmos esse mundo, onde pessoas matam, são violentas, fazem o maal, vivem de aparênciias e o pior de tudo: não são &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;feelizes&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/6020572913670567563-2397796725865012307?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/2397796725865012307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/seeja-difereente-e-faaa-difereena-pois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2397796725865012307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/2397796725865012307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/seeja-difereente-e-faaa-difereena-pois.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-9081657997473136124</id><published>2009-01-10T14:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:28:05.356-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. a beleza mais bela não é aquela que pode ser vista com os olhos, mas sim com o coração :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020572913670567563-9081657997473136124?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/9081657997473136124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9081657997473136124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/9081657997473136124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020572913670567563.post-7561005882545680302</id><published>2009-01-10T13:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:01:04.578-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;' Diicas para seer cada dia mais feeliz :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Leembre-se sempre que o amor é mais valioso e importante do que qualquer dinheiro ou presente .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Que sempre devemoos deeixar nossa criança interior viva .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Fazer paalhaçadas para deixar alguém feeliz .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Rir de si mesmo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Coonversar com as estrelas . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Viaajar nos nossos sonhoos mais malucoos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Comer chocolate .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Faazer bagunçaa .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Abraçaar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Viiver nas nuveens .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Sorrir .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Daançaar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Caantar no chuveeiro .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Ouviir músiica .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Beeijar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Briincaar de mangueeiira .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Subiir nas árvoorees .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Faazer moontinho ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Briincaar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. Reezar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;~ Amaar .&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/6020572913670567563-7561005882545680302?l=vankaroline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/feeds/7561005882545680302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/diicas-para-seer-cada-dia-mais-feeliz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7561005882545680302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020572913670567563/posts/default/7561005882545680302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vankaroline.blogspot.com/2009/01/diicas-para-seer-cada-dia-mais-feeliz.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa Karoline .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677500956305335544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b7eYQp4vUk/TdBcTQ3wuwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/PHSPIbqLsYQ/s220/110424_163047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
