<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:04:26.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LittleOrchid</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-442724543638681117</id><published>2011-10-21T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T13:28:01.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjyI5RdzkL8/TqHVoNekaDI/AAAAAAAAANk/r8sTMpbfZlA/s1600/297870_285717281447318_178136118872102_1204857_620337443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666044692998154290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjyI5RdzkL8/TqHVoNekaDI/AAAAAAAAANk/r8sTMpbfZlA/s320/297870_285717281447318_178136118872102_1204857_620337443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Ela não te vai estar sempre a falar no face e a dizer que sentiu a tua falta. Mas se calhar vai entrar de 10 em 10 segundos, até tu lhe dizeres algo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela também não te vai estar sempre a ligar ou a mandar mensagens, porque tem medo de se tornar chata, mas responde-te sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela não vai chegar do nada e abraçar-te à frente de todos os teus amigos, ela vai esperar até que no meio das conversas, tu apenas passes o braço pela cintura dela com um certo carinho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela não vai estar sempre a seguir-te, nem vai estar sempre a olhar para ti mas quando precisares mesmo, ela irá ser a única que tu vais encontrar com um ombro para chorares, e no fim, não vai querer nada em troca a não ser o teu bem-estar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E quando chegar a hora da despedida, dá-lhe um beijo na testa. E quando ninguém à volta estiver a ver, sussurra-lhe palavras no ouvido. Olha bem nos olhos dela, porque vão estar radiantes !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas não esperes que ela diga que te ama porque ela não o fará. Provavelmente, a única maneira de ela o demonstrar será gozando contigo, a dizer que nunca viu ninguém tão chato como tu, e depois irá rir-se .E se ela fizer isso, parabéns, acabaste de ganhar o seu coração."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-442724543638681117?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/442724543638681117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/10/ela-nao-te-vai-estar-sempre-falar-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/442724543638681117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/442724543638681117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/10/ela-nao-te-vai-estar-sempre-falar-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjyI5RdzkL8/TqHVoNekaDI/AAAAAAAAANk/r8sTMpbfZlA/s72-c/297870_285717281447318_178136118872102_1204857_620337443_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-4727723895106764725</id><published>2011-06-03T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T18:11:10.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A minha vida podia virar uma novela mexicana....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-4727723895106764725?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/4727723895106764725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/06/minha-vida-podia-virar-uma-novela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4727723895106764725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4727723895106764725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/06/minha-vida-podia-virar-uma-novela.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-8297768286940277613</id><published>2011-05-15T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T09:14:54.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klkMX7bwCIQ/Tc_72MTfzDI/AAAAAAAAANY/91i_AVQq7n8/s1600/189872_211140375562716_209589972384423_934354_7663057_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606976969534065714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klkMX7bwCIQ/Tc_72MTfzDI/AAAAAAAAANY/91i_AVQq7n8/s320/189872_211140375562716_209589972384423_934354_7663057_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just do not deserve it.. bah .. sick of being a toy in the worlds hands ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need time to live right now pleasee&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/1679778633427596788-8297768286940277613?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/8297768286940277613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-just-do-not-deserve-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8297768286940277613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8297768286940277613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-just-do-not-deserve-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klkMX7bwCIQ/Tc_72MTfzDI/AAAAAAAAANY/91i_AVQq7n8/s72-c/189872_211140375562716_209589972384423_934354_7663057_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-5940565610579664055</id><published>2011-05-13T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:27:51.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXALuMUkQXQ/Tc2UG-XzNbI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GS_rrKep0m8/s1600/207181_213849421958478_209589972384423_954749_449367_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606299958689084850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXALuMUkQXQ/Tc2UG-XzNbI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GS_rrKep0m8/s320/207181_213849421958478_209589972384423_954749_449367_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday you made me feel alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today u make me feel like yesterday i was dreaming... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-5940565610579664055?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/5940565610579664055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/05/yesterday-you-made-me-feel-alive-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5940565610579664055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5940565610579664055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/05/yesterday-you-made-me-feel-alive-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXALuMUkQXQ/Tc2UG-XzNbI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GS_rrKep0m8/s72-c/207181_213849421958478_209589972384423_954749_449367_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-4591960963848639785</id><published>2011-04-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:25:13.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKxAMbs9M2E/TZvAzI530CI/AAAAAAAAANI/DCsARRQgqjs/s1600/sjvb%2Bi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592275347106680866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKxAMbs9M2E/TZvAzI530CI/AAAAAAAAANI/DCsARRQgqjs/s320/sjvb%2Bi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ai como calhavam bem agora umas belas d umas feriazinhas ... E fora daqui de preferência ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-4591960963848639785?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/4591960963848639785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-como-calhavam-bem-agora-umas-belas-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4591960963848639785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4591960963848639785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/04/ai-como-calhavam-bem-agora-umas-belas-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKxAMbs9M2E/TZvAzI530CI/AAAAAAAAANI/DCsARRQgqjs/s72-c/sjvb%2Bi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3133360522437381642</id><published>2011-04-05T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:19:20.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bY8i2-QV-bI/TZu_hzILuzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VhEqSwWVgTA/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592273949691722546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bY8i2-QV-bI/TZu_hzILuzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VhEqSwWVgTA/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-3133360522437381642?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3133360522437381642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3133360522437381642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3133360522437381642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bY8i2-QV-bI/TZu_hzILuzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VhEqSwWVgTA/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3259921561148678576</id><published>2010-12-29T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T14:45:49.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/TRu58rbD85I/AAAAAAAAAMs/vCTDJRobDKQ/s1600/lgwiz04339%252Bfunny-friends-ii-jean-paul-art-print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/TRu58rbD85I/AAAAAAAAAMs/vCTDJRobDKQ/s320/lgwiz04339%252Bfunny-friends-ii-jean-paul-art-print.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556239017391158162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to live in a fantasy world...&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/1679778633427596788-3259921561148678576?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3259921561148678576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/12/trying-to-live-in-fantasy-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3259921561148678576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3259921561148678576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/12/trying-to-live-in-fantasy-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/TRu58rbD85I/AAAAAAAAAMs/vCTDJRobDKQ/s72-c/lgwiz04339%252Bfunny-friends-ii-jean-paul-art-print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-9188010211039767543</id><published>2010-12-29T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T14:26:28.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/TRu1Si3NdsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0Dpt6KmMC5M/s1600/lgIG3821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/TRu1Si3NdsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0Dpt6KmMC5M/s320/lgIG3821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556233895492286146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não esqueci as últimas palavras ... "espero que um dia encontres quem goste de ti como eu!"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-9188010211039767543?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/9188010211039767543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-nao-esqueci-as-ultimas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/9188010211039767543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/9188010211039767543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-nao-esqueci-as-ultimas-palavras.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/TRu1Si3NdsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/0Dpt6KmMC5M/s72-c/lgIG3821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-6484778451693680899</id><published>2010-09-18T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:21:29.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"descobre que so porque alguem nao ama do jeito que voce quer que ame, nao significa que esse alguem nao ama com tudo o que pode..."&lt;br /&gt;"aprenda que nao importa em quantos pedaços o seu coraçao foi partido, o mundo nao pára para que voce o conserte"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://esconderijosecreto.wordpress.com/2006/08/22/um-dia-voce-aprende-willian-shakespeare/"&gt;http://esconderijosecreto.wordpress.com/2006/08/22/um-dia-voce-aprende-willian-shakespeare/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-6484778451693680899?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/6484778451693680899/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/09/descobre-que-so-porque-alguem-nao-ama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6484778451693680899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6484778451693680899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/09/descobre-que-so-porque-alguem-nao-ama.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-4826970170726549956</id><published>2010-07-13T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:22:08.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      Hoje uma enfermeira falou-me da missão que tinha feito com a AMI em África e isto suscitou-me o interesse. Já tinha pensado o quão gratificante isto deve ser. Ir para um país ou região com pouquissimas condições e ter que se desenrrascar com o que se tem à mão. A adrenalida da dificuldade aliada à vontade de ajudar reinam sobre tudo o que demais se envolve neste género de causas.  Deve ser uma enorme experiência repleta de emoções que contribuem para o nosso crescimento não só como profissional mas também a nível pessoal. São postos em causa valores e hábitos para nós regulares e tem que subir algo mais forte ao de cima algo que vem com o coração. Por enquanto nada mais que a família e amigos me prende cá mas sinto-me com vontade de arriscar se a vida assim o permitir... Sinto vontade de ter novas experiências e uns tempinhos fora também não haviam de fazer mal a nínguem... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para quê ser só para mim se posso ser para os outros?&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/1679778633427596788-4826970170726549956?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/4826970170726549956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/07/missao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4826970170726549956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4826970170726549956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/07/missao.html' title='Missão'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-322725546766229807</id><published>2010-05-26T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:36:42.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E quando se pensa que existe alguma diferença... toma-te caiste outra vez ... porque no fundo são todos iguais e só uma coisa os move e passa a frente de tudo e todos e infelizmente há-de ser assim por muitos e longos anos e geração após geração...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-322725546766229807?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/322725546766229807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-quando-se-pensa-que-existe-alguma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/322725546766229807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/322725546766229807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-quando-se-pensa-que-existe-alguma.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-242872428642706784</id><published>2010-04-16T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:59:10.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talvez um dia quando precisares realmente eu já não esteja lá ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-242872428642706784?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/242872428642706784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/04/talvez-um-dia-quando-precisares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/242872428642706784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/242872428642706784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/04/talvez-um-dia-quando-precisares.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-8842172745313412765</id><published>2010-04-16T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:00:42.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S8jryhPQFXI/AAAAAAAAALY/OTD2fBzoFQA/s1600/2079634-2-hippie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S8jryhPQFXI/AAAAAAAAALY/OTD2fBzoFQA/s200/2079634-2-hippie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460873801335051634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenho saudade das noites eternas&lt;br /&gt;Saudades das saídas que fartavamo-nos de rir&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de aparvejar&lt;br /&gt;E flirtar sem ninguém notar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade das longas conversas&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de acreditar que um dia iria chegar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade da vontade de ganhar asas e voar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade dos momentos em que como simples desconhecidos faziamos conhecer-nos há eternidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas afinal para que serve a saudade? Talvez para relembrar o que passamos e vivemos e aqueles momentos mais felizes e também os menos felizes mas acima de tudo serve para reconhecermos que vivemos e soubemos viver, que vivemos e soubemos crescer e saber que aprendemos a gostar mesmo podendo reclamar.&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/1679778633427596788-8842172745313412765?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/8842172745313412765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8842172745313412765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8842172745313412765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/04/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S8jryhPQFXI/AAAAAAAAALY/OTD2fBzoFQA/s72-c/2079634-2-hippie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-218939509311158444</id><published>2010-04-09T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:03:37.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuna Médica de Lisboa - Os tomates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nucleomole.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/tomates-wallpaper-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 307px;" src="http://nucleomole.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/tomates-wallpaper-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Na minha terra há uma feira semanal&lt;br /&gt;E toda a gente lá vai vender e comprar&lt;br /&gt;Eu vendo fruta e aí é que está o mal&lt;br /&gt;Pois toda a gente me quer vir apalpar&lt;br /&gt;Ai os tomates&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Refrão:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me apalpem os tomates, ai os tomates&lt;br /&gt;Se não ficam marmelados, ai marmelados&lt;br /&gt;Se mexerem na cenoura, no pepino ou na banana&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ser com mil cuidados&lt;br /&gt;Ai os tomates&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Há uma menina que lá vai sempre comprar&lt;br /&gt;Ela trabalha lá em casa dos patrões&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;À desgarrada apalpa-me a fruta toda&lt;br /&gt;Um dia destes ainda lhe apalpo os limões&lt;br /&gt;Ai os tomates&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Refrão"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas que letra XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-218939509311158444?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/218939509311158444/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/04/tuna-medica-de-lisboa-os-tomates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/218939509311158444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/218939509311158444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/04/tuna-medica-de-lisboa-os-tomates.html' title='Tuna Médica de Lisboa - Os tomates'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3749251988125686759</id><published>2010-03-31T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:11:34.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://palavraguda.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 274px;" src="http://palavraguda.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/triste.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Fizeste-me acreditar em algo irreal ..."&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/1679778633427596788-3749251988125686759?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3749251988125686759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/fizeste-me-acreditar-em-algo-irreal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3749251988125686759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3749251988125686759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/fizeste-me-acreditar-em-algo-irreal.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3595016966989053790</id><published>2010-03-31T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:00:08.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensando ao Luar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/127/1274704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 249px;" src="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/127/1274704.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como se as noites deixassem de ser calmas e tranquilas passando a momentos de silêncio indeterminável sem fim ou limite. As pálpebras parecem não pesar e o cansaço parece não as fazer sessar mantendo a inconstante sensação de vazio presente e acesa, tal chama de vela incandescente na escuridão. Aquilo que oiço já não me é novidade já também o passei, mas fazem-me soar como desconhecido e eu finjo mostrar interesse como criança ouvindo um conto infantil vezes e vezes sem conta. Queria dizer que me cansa um pouco e que de certo modo me faz ficar farta mas na  maior das delicadezas, tal e qual como fui feita e desde sempre me apresento, permaneço, tentando ficar tranquilamente no meu canto e não demonstrar grandes manifestações.&lt;br /&gt;A indiferença de vezes e o extraórdinário interesse de outras deixa-me confusa. Sempre tentei perceber demasiado aquilo que aos outros toca e ao que as almas por ai apelam, mas, a nível pessoal sempre foi mais difícil, as decisões que pesam e as indecisões que por vezes se mantém. O pensar poder ter feito algo de modo diferente, ter reagido de outra forma ou uma simples mudança de verbo achocalham-me o cérebro e mantêm-me alerta. Chego à conclusão, nada brilhante é deveras que, para quê pensar demasiado? isso nada resolverá e ainda mais dúvidas se instalarão... Tento conter-me mas por vezes é difícil pode ser estupidez e é quase certo que sim mas teimam em cair percorrendo todo o seu caminho rosto abaixo. Mas, de que vale apenas uma palavra sem acreditar nela? De que vale fugir em vez de enfrentar aquilo que se apresenta diante de nós?Bastava um simples gesto verdadeiro ou uma palavra que me transmitissem a verdade e me fizessem querer seguir em frente...&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/1679778633427596788-3595016966989053790?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3595016966989053790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/pensando-ao-luar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3595016966989053790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3595016966989053790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/pensando-ao-luar.html' title='Pensando ao Luar'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-8386718787395382379</id><published>2010-03-31T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:53:54.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One tight hug for me please!! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S7P8HfkW-kI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yjisfI9ExEo/s1600/hug__by_Defies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S7P8HfkW-kI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yjisfI9ExEo/s400/hug__by_Defies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454980779339086402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-8386718787395382379?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/8386718787395382379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/tight-hug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8386718787395382379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8386718787395382379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/tight-hug.html' title='One tight hug for me please!! :P'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S7P8HfkW-kI/AAAAAAAAALQ/yjisfI9ExEo/s72-c/hug__by_Defies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-6352614406408880335</id><published>2010-03-30T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:35:18.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nobrasil.org/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/greys-anatomy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 265px;" src="http://nobrasil.org/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/greys-anatomy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"-You shouldn't ignore me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Why not?&lt;br /&gt;-Because im someone you get to know to love&lt;br /&gt;- So if i know you i love you?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                              Grey's anatomy&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/1679778633427596788-6352614406408880335?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/6352614406408880335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-shouldnt-ignore-me-why-not-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6352614406408880335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6352614406408880335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-shouldnt-ignore-me-why-not-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2670261475916624607</id><published>2010-03-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:35:09.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sanantonio.com.br/images/imagens_canais/compras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 294px;" src="http://sanantonio.com.br/images/imagens_canais/compras.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E amanhã lá vou eu mais as friends "laurear" a pevide até as lojas ver as montras e tal que eé como quem diz... Vamos lá ver se algo me atrai a vista e tal esperemos que SIM apesar das finanças andarem mal pa todos os lados o desejo em adquirir algo fala mais alto!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(e bora lá adquirir outras calças para o estágio só porque as com elástico são mais confortáveis e têm bolsos hihi eu também não me importava duma parte de cima nova mas não se pode ter tudo né )&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/1679778633427596788-2670261475916624607?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2670261475916624607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-amanha-la-vou-eu-mais-as-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2670261475916624607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2670261475916624607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-amanha-la-vou-eu-mais-as-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2880325038026688464</id><published>2010-03-29T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:21:59.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_138/1176159732nhMh93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_138/1176159732nhMh93.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E após longos meses sem lá ir finalmente  atrevi-me a ir ao cabeleireiro. As minhas pontas já suplicavam ajuda há um quanto tempo e finalmente resolvi ouvi-las. Como qualquer pessoa com o cabelo ondulado também sofro do mal "não corte muito senão vai ficar volumoso". E eu só queria as pontinhas mas como elas já estavam tao degradadas teve que ser umas pontinhas mais para pontonas (e claro que é com exagero e tudo). Pois o mais interessante é uma pessoa chegar a casa e ouvir "ah isso praticamente nem se nota que cortaste" quando Eu noto claramente que sim.. Bem também não ficou mal de todo e como isto cresce depressa e tal ...&lt;br /&gt;(eu queria era fazer algo diferente mas o cabelo ondulado é sempre akela base e cortar a máquina 0 n m parecia sedutor portanto)&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/1679778633427596788-2880325038026688464?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2880325038026688464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-apos-longos-meses-sem-la-ir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2880325038026688464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2880325038026688464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-apos-longos-meses-sem-la-ir.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-5981097550302229503</id><published>2010-03-29T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:03:00.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S7FbH5PviII/AAAAAAAAALI/hHZxQyNuN5o/s1600/SDC11931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S7FbH5PviII/AAAAAAAAALI/hHZxQyNuN5o/s320/SDC11931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454240814906443906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Óh senhores de Faro não gostavam de fazer o favorzinho de aumentar a largura da ponte? É que o pessoal gostava de não demorar horas na fila pa entrar na ilha e era uma atitude tão querida e fofinha. ahah&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/1679778633427596788-5981097550302229503?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/5981097550302229503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-senhores-de-faro-nao-gostavam-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5981097550302229503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5981097550302229503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-senhores-de-faro-nao-gostavam-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S7FbH5PviII/AAAAAAAAALI/hHZxQyNuN5o/s72-c/SDC11931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3965715685280489669</id><published>2010-03-29T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:58:32.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Definitivamente fartei-me das gentes que só ligam a alguém apenas quando necessitam e sentem em baixo afinal pa que é que uma pessoa serve então? Para fazer papel de psicólogo gratuito apenas quando depois não dão mais valor? meus amigos vejam é se atinam ai ai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-3965715685280489669?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3965715685280489669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/definitivamente-fartei-me-das-gentes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3965715685280489669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3965715685280489669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/definitivamente-fartei-me-das-gentes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2216343383058311369</id><published>2010-03-27T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:25:33.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pegadas na areia :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://alogicadosabino.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/pegadas-na-areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://alogicadosabino.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/pegadas-na-areia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Uma     noite tive um sonho,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Sonhei     que andava a passear,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Eram     dois pares de pegadas&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Mesmo     ali a beirinha do mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Vi     a vida de cena em cena,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Mesmo     ali ao pé de mim,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Voei     como uma gaivota&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Sem     destino sem fim.&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Enquanto     sobre as areias,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Apenas     um pé a andar,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Levaste-me     tu ao colo,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Caminhando     sobre o mar.&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Pegadas     na areia,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Um     trilho teu,&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Talvez     o que quiseste marcar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -2.8pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;(e os tunabebes cantaram a música e gostei, apesar de já a conhecer :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;     &lt;/o:p&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" color="#000000" size="1"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-2216343383058311369?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2216343383058311369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/pegadas-na-areia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-1429291046785845743</id><published>2010-03-19T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:07:29.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S6P1kGK166I/AAAAAAAAALA/-VHh0UlT2Bc/s1600-h/mal-me-quer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S6P1kGK166I/AAAAAAAAALA/-VHh0UlT2Bc/s320/mal-me-quer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450469974528617378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No início custa mas depois acaba por passar...&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/1679778633427596788-1429291046785845743?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/1429291046785845743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-inicio-custa-mas-depois-acaba-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1429291046785845743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1429291046785845743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-inicio-custa-mas-depois-acaba-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S6P1kGK166I/AAAAAAAAALA/-VHh0UlT2Bc/s72-c/mal-me-quer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-1618744074626760220</id><published>2010-03-12T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:32:54.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r5KUh7qvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ARebQoFCY6s/s1600-h/tenda-noite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r5KUh7qvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ARebQoFCY6s/s320/tenda-noite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447940654963075826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sair daqui e estar com o pessoal que está lá para cima .... oh ...okay... mais uma coisa que foi pelo cano abaixo e isto tudo porque alugar duas casas em sitios diferentes sai caro de mais e as viagens também não são algo que se possa chamar uma pechincha... BAH... mas eu quero arranjar um tempinho para fazer uma visita nem que seja um fim de semana e nem que vá aos € acumulados dos aniversários e natais ahahahah não se livram de mim tão facilmente e se arranjasse uma tenda e acampasse a porta do hospital? Haveria algo mais económico ? XD&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/1679778633427596788-1618744074626760220?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/1618744074626760220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/sair-daqui-e-estar-com-o-pessoal-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1618744074626760220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1618744074626760220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/sair-daqui-e-estar-com-o-pessoal-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r5KUh7qvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ARebQoFCY6s/s72-c/tenda-noite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-4220167230260666229</id><published>2010-03-12T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:24:46.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r3YCA3rdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8F5CMwLjJ24/s1600-h/1230385347_572-bored-kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r3YCA3rdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8F5CMwLjJ24/s320/1230385347_572-bored-kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447938691487477202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E quando pensamos que já estamos fartos deste mundo e que mais nada nos pode surpreender lá vem mais um ou outro com saídas infelizes e completamente dispensáveis ... oh pitélo... im not perfect i know but por favor a cabeça (ou o cérebro mais precisamente) serve principalmente para uma coisa essencial: para PENSAR.... Sempre me disseram: " a cabeça não serve só para usar o boné"... infelizmente há quem não o use sequer mas que continue a achar que apenas serve para isso...&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/1679778633427596788-4220167230260666229?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/4220167230260666229/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-quando-pensamos-que-ja-estamos-fartos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4220167230260666229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4220167230260666229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-quando-pensamos-que-ja-estamos-fartos.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r3YCA3rdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/8F5CMwLjJ24/s72-c/1230385347_572-bored-kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-4844545251181413169</id><published>2010-03-12T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:15:12.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r1EmD1fvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6zGciEkYltI/s1600-h/473150.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r1EmD1fvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6zGciEkYltI/s320/473150.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447936158542954226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay é oficial começa o nervosismo para o estágio que se avizinha nova experiência em novos locais. Vai ser o primeiro estágio que vou fazer sozinha ou seja livre de pessoal conhecido/colegas, primeiro estágio com turnos ou seja entrar ou sair a meia noite é que está a bombar... A todos estes medos alia-se o facto de não ter a certeza do que é mais importante saber para o estágio de especialidades cirurgicas etc etc etc but anyways as perspectivas são boas ou pelo menos tento pensar que sim... vai dar para desenvolver novas capacidades e pode ser que me venha a surpreender comigo mesma vamos ver... (digo isto da boca para fora porque depois como eu sou tou a ver o nervosismo apoderar-se de mim e tentar derrotar-me mas não quem vai vencer desta vez sou eu)&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/1679778633427596788-4844545251181413169?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/4844545251181413169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/nursing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4844545251181413169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4844545251181413169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/nursing.html' title='Nursing'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5r1EmD1fvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6zGciEkYltI/s72-c/473150.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3283640684041225247</id><published>2010-03-12T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:04:17.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5ryQavvRHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9-65ZlY-DhA/s1600-h/tosse.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5ryQavvRHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9-65ZlY-DhA/s320/tosse.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447933063129416818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O carnaval não me fez bem no fim de contas... Constipei-me tive febre e quando eu pensava que já estava tudo a voltar ao normal então é ai que .... lá continua a maltida da tosse que irrita, até já reclamam comigo que não me podem ouvir.. já tentei de tudo pastilhas strepfen ou que raio é, spray para a garganta, xarope pa espectoração, xarope pa tosse seca e por último a minha mais recente aquisição anti-histaminico e xarope pa tosse e desobstrução da congestão nasal associada a rinite or something like that... Ah e para ver se consigo estar algum tempo nas aulas sem tossir os meus queridos rebuçados de mentol que toda a gente me requisita quando vou consumir algum para aliviar a minha recente "irritabilidade"... porque simplesmente é muito chato quando ouvimos "já não te posso ouvir com essa tosse" quando basicamente não temos culpa Bah!!! &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/1679778633427596788-3283640684041225247?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3283640684041225247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-carnaval-nao-me-fez-bem-no-fim-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3283640684041225247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3283640684041225247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-carnaval-nao-me-fez-bem-no-fim-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5ryQavvRHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9-65ZlY-DhA/s72-c/tosse.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-8379486864566554733</id><published>2010-03-12T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:51:31.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5rvj5it5iI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Xo-KKIrjjYk/s1600-h/guitar-wallpaper-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5rvj5it5iI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Xo-KKIrjjYk/s320/guitar-wallpaper-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447930099278931490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quase duas da manhã e que estou eu a fazer ainda acordada? Amanhã é sábado e tenho aulas... logo acordar as 8 da manhã não me parece nada bem. E sim, eu disse sábado... Um dos poucos dias em que podia aproveitar para descansar um pouco e lá vou eu ter que ir para aquela parvalheira pouco vasta em população. Situação normalissima para um sábado de manhã. O sono nunca mais vem ultimamente nunca consigo adormecer cedo o que me faz andar podre durante o dia visto acordar que nem um zombie após poucas horas de sono das que me restam na noite... Preciso de ouvir musica pensei eu... a falta de sono so me anda a atrofiar os neurónios e levam-me a pensar porcarias e é coisa que realmente dispenso. Ponho a música a tocar começa com Stone Sour okay até aki tudo muito bem... A lista mantém-se na reprodução automática e... próxima musica always on my mind-michael buble. Pronto tou a ver que nem a porcaria do pc parece tar a meu favor. Musicas que me deixam não muito feliz eu dispensava sim? assim so por acaso se não for pedir muito nem nada.. o michael e muito bom sim senhora e eu gosto das musicas dele sim até ai tudo bem mas numa altura em que não consigo dormir e começo a atrofiar comigo mesma como eu adoro (claro que tou a ser irónica) deveras que não é a mais oportuna altura... And next everything changes staind okay tou a ver que não e mesmo a melhor noite ... era bom que everything changes fosse verdade unless in my life :P&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/1679778633427596788-8379486864566554733?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/8379486864566554733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/quase-duas-da-manha-e-que-estou-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8379486864566554733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8379486864566554733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/03/quase-duas-da-manha-e-que-estou-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S5rvj5it5iI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Xo-KKIrjjYk/s72-c/guitar-wallpaper-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-9193046404759443469</id><published>2010-02-26T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:54:56.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S4g0_cHSVQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gttsdyfy9Lw/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S4g0_cHSVQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gttsdyfy9Lw/s400/rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442658414160401666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow... ^^&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/1679778633427596788-9193046404759443469?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/9193046404759443469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/somewhere-over-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/9193046404759443469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/9193046404759443469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S4g0_cHSVQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gttsdyfy9Lw/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-8961939508469910121</id><published>2010-02-18T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:50:50.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S338WIJT2mI/AAAAAAAAAI8/I3WVPXN76Aw/s1600-h/bigaureliad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S338WIJT2mI/AAAAAAAAAI8/I3WVPXN76Aw/s400/bigaureliad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439781382007282274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melhor carnaval de sempre junto de maltinha 5*&lt;br /&gt;diversão ao rubro :D&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/1679778633427596788-8961939508469910121?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/8961939508469910121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/melhor-carnaval-de-sempre-junto-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8961939508469910121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/8961939508469910121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/melhor-carnaval-de-sempre-junto-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S338WIJT2mI/AAAAAAAAAI8/I3WVPXN76Aw/s72-c/bigaureliad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3261435824272100170</id><published>2010-02-18T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:45:46.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S33Q-2mGfHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hXd6UB4alPs/s1600-h/Touch_Screen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S33Q-2mGfHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hXd6UB4alPs/s320/Touch_Screen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439733703159217266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Atitudes incompreendidas que queria perceber porque as tens... parece que des-te numa de egocentrismo de repente e eu fico calada a espera observando-te e esperando que passe...&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/1679778633427596788-3261435824272100170?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3261435824272100170/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/atitudes-incompreendidas-que-queria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3261435824272100170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3261435824272100170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/atitudes-incompreendidas-que-queria.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S33Q-2mGfHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hXd6UB4alPs/s72-c/Touch_Screen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-6335293282585088059</id><published>2010-02-17T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:21:23.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing is in my veins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3yeebxET9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/2ZwsesZYlRU/s1600-h/SDC11780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3yeebxET9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/2ZwsesZYlRU/s400/SDC11780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439396695643541458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3yeD-Xxr8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/XN0nEf2N9Gs/s1600-h/SDC11748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 429px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3yeD-Xxr8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/XN0nEf2N9Gs/s400/SDC11748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439396241076236226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-6335293282585088059?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/6335293282585088059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/drawing-its-in-my-veins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6335293282585088059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6335293282585088059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/drawing-its-in-my-veins.html' title='Drawing is in my veins'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3yeebxET9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/2ZwsesZYlRU/s72-c/SDC11780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-4294822275107476736</id><published>2010-02-17T17:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:48:13.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3ycRX1oeQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/By55976t2BA/s1600-h/hadaenrosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3ycRX1oeQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/By55976t2BA/s320/hadaenrosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439394272227391746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E os eternos serões madrugadores passaram a ser algo mais silencioso...&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/1679778633427596788-4294822275107476736?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/4294822275107476736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-os-eternos-seroes-madrugadores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4294822275107476736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/4294822275107476736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-os-eternos-seroes-madrugadores.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S3ycRX1oeQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/By55976t2BA/s72-c/hadaenrosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-5597350536550566608</id><published>2010-02-08T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:20:38.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goo Goo Dolls - Iris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S4hXMauIIPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Vpkcrf4O3ns/s1600-h/birth_of_a_star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S4hXMauIIPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Vpkcrf4O3ns/s320/birth_of_a_star.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442696020520083698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I know that you  feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I  don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this  moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;Cause sooner or later it's  over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't  want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When  everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of  truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything seems like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed  just to know your alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-5597350536550566608?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/5597350536550566608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/goo-goo-dolls-iris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5597350536550566608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5597350536550566608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/02/goo-goo-dolls-iris.html' title='Goo Goo Dolls - Iris'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S4hXMauIIPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Vpkcrf4O3ns/s72-c/birth_of_a_star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2210908987012819535</id><published>2010-01-15T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:41:27.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S1EZNrcAsyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i1de6RVeCmk/s1600-h/ponte-da-saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S1EZNrcAsyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i1de6RVeCmk/s320/ponte-da-saudade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427146748747363106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E a saudade bateu...&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/1679778633427596788-2210908987012819535?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2210908987012819535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-saudade-bateu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2210908987012819535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2210908987012819535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-saudade-bateu.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/S1EZNrcAsyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i1de6RVeCmk/s72-c/ponte-da-saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-6211164259351703883</id><published>2009-12-21T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:08:13.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_wPa9MVcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/qyyDu3WNW6I/s1600-h/SDC11522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_wPa9MVcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/qyyDu3WNW6I/s320/SDC11522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417813024474682818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_vr72xLXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/L3g3jY9b6HI/s1600-h/SDC11519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_vr72xLXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/L3g3jY9b6HI/s320/SDC11519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417812414830816626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No fim de semana andei passeando, fui ver o mar, coisa que já nao fazia à algum tempo e soube taooooo bem =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-6211164259351703883?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/6211164259351703883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-fim-de-semana-andei-passeando-fui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6211164259351703883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6211164259351703883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-fim-de-semana-andei-passeando-fui.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_wPa9MVcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/qyyDu3WNW6I/s72-c/SDC11522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3292807823815068683</id><published>2009-12-21T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:55:59.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se dizem que o que tem que acontecer tem muita força.. talvez aquilo que não acontece seja também por uma razão ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-3292807823815068683?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3292807823815068683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/12/se-dizem-que-o-que-tem-que-acontecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3292807823815068683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3292807823815068683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/12/se-dizem-que-o-que-tem-que-acontecer.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-7345622196076737744</id><published>2009-12-21T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:30:53.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_oxMs_avI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QUfTzqkwtWQ/s1600-h/natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_oxMs_avI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QUfTzqkwtWQ/s320/natal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417804808671161074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_opc0j_NI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YQ5i89mYmjQ/s1600-h/diesel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_opc0j_NI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YQ5i89mYmjQ/s320/diesel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417804675558931666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     Após uns quantos meses sem conseguir vir ao blogue aqui estou eu de volta :)&lt;br /&gt;  Começou a grande loucura pelas prendas de natal... as pessoas apressam-se a correr as lojas tentando não esquecer um ou outro elemento da família. Um fim de semana destes saí tendo como destino as lojas... Não vi assim muita coisa que me alegrasse a vista mas, já que estamos na época natalícia, porque não cravar 1 perfume à minha mãe?? Já que os tão famosos perfumes de marca são artigos que só ca pingam em épocas festivas tais como aniversários e natais, tem que se aproveitar a boa vontade e o espírito natalícios dos outros não é assim?  E porque cheira tãooooooo bem que não lhe consegui resistir nem por nada!! (este já cá canta).  Mas não nos podemos esquecer a cima de tudo que o natal nem só de presentes é feito!!! portanto mais um ano lá vamos reunir a famelga para o mega jantar de sempre em que sobra sempre comida para o dia seguinte...  (Não sei porquê mas este ano tou sem paciência po natal.. Bah)&lt;br /&gt;    Já agora aproveito pa deixar 1 FELIZ NATAL para todos =)&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/1679778633427596788-7345622196076737744?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/7345622196076737744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/12/voltei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/7345622196076737744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/7345622196076737744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/12/voltei.html' title='Voltei'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sy_oxMs_avI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QUfTzqkwtWQ/s72-c/natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-1300024517712442947</id><published>2009-09-20T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:53:28.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fechem o pano ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SrbcNGM3WTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TG9i1hI7Es8/s1600-h/escola-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383732522128988466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SrbcNGM3WTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TG9i1hI7Es8/s320/escola-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pois é meus amigos passada uma semana de aulas e ainda acredito ou tento acreditar que tudo isto não passa de sonho, ou melhor, talvez um pesadelo mesmo. Aulas de horas e mais horas sempre com a mesma pessoa fazem qualquer um se fartar e mesmo despertar o nosso hipotálamo para adormecer. Se dizem que o ser humano só tem concentração de 20 minutos, como é que nos espetam com uma aula de oito horas? Não há paciência e por mais que queiramos chega-se a um ponto que a única coisa no caderno são desenhos, feitos por uma pessoa como esforço para não adormecer. Deixa-se de ouvir o que se passa em redor.. Os colegas mandam calar e querem estar com atenção.. Aos poucos a sala vai-se esvaziando como se de uma sala de espectáculos se tratasse.. O pano não fecha e a cena não se dá por terminada contudo cada vez sente-se menos gente em redor.. Alguns tentam captar alguma atenção.. Outros já estão ali quase a "morrer" e eu só queria fazer um pedido: - Podem mudar de peça por favor? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-1300024517712442947?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/1300024517712442947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/fechem-o-pano.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1300024517712442947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1300024517712442947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/fechem-o-pano.html' title='Fechem o pano ...'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SrbcNGM3WTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TG9i1hI7Es8/s72-c/escola-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-5049324883398924112</id><published>2009-09-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:27:46.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Por favor fecha a boca" XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvZ8qnh2sI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-uDyODoWf84/s1600-h/sorriso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380633816079653570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvZ8qnh2sI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-uDyODoWf84/s320/sorriso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Normalmente usamos esta expressão quando vemos alguém que só abre a boca para dizer porcaria e não sai nada de jeito. Neste caso é sempre bem usarmos esta expressão. Muitas vezes também a utilizamos quando vemos um gajo jeitoso que nos deixa derretidas mas nos manda abaixo quando abre a boca para falar... O pior é quando temos mesmo que usar esta expressão dando outras finalidades... E quando o gajo é mesmo jeitoso que nos deixa a babar e abre a boca e o nosso mundo descamba por completo ?? E não, não estou a falar de qualquer sonoridade que sai desta, nada disso, tou mesmo a falar do sorriso em si, ou mais própriamente do aspecto placa a saltar da boca... Oh men a única coisa que se pensa nesse momento é mesmo let's run away from here... Não é estar a julgar alguém é mesmo o facto de "não tenhas a mania quando não estás no teu melhor"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-5049324883398924112?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/5049324883398924112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/por-favor-fecha-boca-xd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5049324883398924112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/5049324883398924112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/por-favor-fecha-boca-xd.html' title='&quot;Por favor fecha a boca&quot; XD'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvZ8qnh2sI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-uDyODoWf84/s72-c/sorriso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3462166583407078557</id><published>2009-09-12T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:00:27.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem só de dança vive a noite..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvTm32H7jI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bhyikmZlcOk/s1600-h/noite3-722229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380626844603641394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvTm32H7jI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bhyikmZlcOk/s320/noite3-722229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Porque nem todas as noites nos apetece dançar dançar dançar, porque há dias que nos apetece relaxar um pouco e um ambiente de chill out e porque simplesmente existem dias assim... Ultimamente tenho frequentado o NosoloAgua na maravilhosa marina da Rocha... Pode não agradar a todos pois grande parte do pessoal que sai à noite sai para engatar e este não parece ser o sitio mais propicio a isto, visto ser frequentado por familias e pequenos grupos de amigos, também o preço das bebidas não é o mais apelativo, mas o que é preciso é saber escolher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu e o meu pequeno grupo de amizades juntamo-nos aqui para por a escrita em dia, ou seja, contarmos as novidades do que nos tem acontecido, e gozarmos um pouco com cada situação. Não somos muito exigentes, para um momento bem passado basta-nos apenas a boa disposição, e esta não nos falta mesmo quando estamos quase quase a morrer de sono... Para tornar as nossas gargalhadas ainda mais entoantes, nada como adicionar o belo do suminho de ananás regado com umas pedritas de gelo para refrescar a garganta mesmo quando a brisa do mar nos esfria os pés e restantes extremidades... Porque o mar tem que estar sempre lá presente e porque nos tranquiliza e põe-nos melhor dispostos, nada como por as novidades em dia escarrapachadas numa caminha na praia à beira mar :P (brrrr já começa a estar frio à noite para isto hehe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-3462166583407078557?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3462166583407078557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/nem-so-de-danca-vive-noite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3462166583407078557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3462166583407078557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/nem-so-de-danca-vive-noite.html' title='Nem só de dança vive a noite..'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvTm32H7jI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bhyikmZlcOk/s72-c/noite3-722229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2445263267996053929</id><published>2009-09-12T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:09:33.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metal Rocks Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvDiRyLQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jHNxGrz1gEA/s1600-h/corey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380609173481014210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvDiRyLQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jHNxGrz1gEA/s320/corey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora ando naquela fase de ouvir música "metal" sem parar. Sim, e porque nem toda a gente acredita quando eu digo que oiço vários generos de música estou aqui para provar o contrario... Neste momento slipknot, stone sour, entre outros fazem parte da lista do média player e, porque nunca me canso de ouvir, o estado repetição é que está a bombar... E não são somente as músicas calminhas dessas bandas, aquelas com a batida forte é que rulaammm. Sim, porque às vezes um pouco de barulho na nossa vida também faz falta para libertar um pouco as emoções.... Para que aqueles que me conhecem bem não pensem que me estou a passar ou algo do género não se preocupem, ouvir uma musiquinha mais pesada não faz mal a ninguém nem chateia ninguém (quer dizer, ainda não pedi a opinião aos vizinhos mas...).... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps.: E mais ainda i like a lot da voz do vocalista destas bandas (Corey Taylor Rula XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fica aqui então uma não tao pesada escolhida especialmente para não assustar os ouvidos mais sensíveis hihihi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f1c691092078d9e9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1c691092078d9e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667485%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52A65ECD94D23D34C67BFB1D557D1E70BC87FE42.E3C5E2D7B1ED7C6CFF9BC9D4C74588856F395E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1c691092078d9e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIFBVzDo2EdDfJJLGzRuMN6w3h-8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1c691092078d9e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331667485%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52A65ECD94D23D34C67BFB1D557D1E70BC87FE42.E3C5E2D7B1ED7C6CFF9BC9D4C74588856F395E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1c691092078d9e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIFBVzDo2EdDfJJLGzRuMN6w3h-8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-2445263267996053929?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2445263267996053929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/metal-rocks-yeah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2445263267996053929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2445263267996053929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/metal-rocks-yeah.html' title='Metal Rocks Yeah'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqvDiRyLQ8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jHNxGrz1gEA/s72-c/corey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2423361977896637008</id><published>2009-09-10T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T13:38:23.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolta Veranólica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqljprLnOOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0NpXhj_u6Yk/s1600-h/summer-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379940797487986914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqljprLnOOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0NpXhj_u6Yk/s320/summer-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não posso acreditar que o fim dos dias de calor estão para breve.. Ir a praia de manhã e a tarde, com o famoso homem das bolas... Ainda o verão não acabou e já deixa saudades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quero continuar de férias não me apetece regressar as aulas e por os neurónios a funcionar, eles apelam por mais uns diazinhos de descanso e o corpo acompanha os seus apelos. O guarda sol continua guardado no porta bagagens, a toalha sempre à mão e o saco dos cremes, literatura para entreter um pouco e claro os óculos de sol continuam à vista. As roupas leves os tops com decotes e os calções teimam em não querer ser guardados e eu teimo em não os deixar de usar. É bom podermos mostrar o nosso bronze, revelando o esforço que tivemos em adquiri-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As saidas à noite também apresentam um brilho diferente nesta estação do ano, talvez pelo facto de haver mais pele à mostra e por o calor tornar o ambiente mais explosivo… As horas parece que passam e nem damos por elas... (Já que o verão vai acabar tenho que imigrar para algum sitio diferente, estou a ver que sim.. ). O verão é diferente vemos novas caras quase todos os dias, os bifes teimam em voltar para cá, pensam que isto é tudo deles e já nos mudam o nome e tudo... Aquilo que ja há vinte anos sempre conheci por Algarve agora, nem sei a modos de quein ganhou mais uma letra o "l" agora chama-se Allgarve... Já que vem cá toda a gente cair até faz algum sentido mas por outro lado, para quê mudarem um nome que alguém já há muitos anos construiu? Ainda por cima darem-lhe uma sonoridade um pouco estrangeirada... Mas enfim… Já tenho saudades do meu querido verão :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-2423361977896637008?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2423361977896637008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/revolta-veranolica.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2423361977896637008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2423361977896637008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/revolta-veranolica.html' title='Revolta Veranólica'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqljprLnOOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0NpXhj_u6Yk/s72-c/summer-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-6660002661341495496</id><published>2009-09-09T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T04:51:35.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posso voltar pa ilha? :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeSs7zKGoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GjST_PKwhPE/s1600-h/tariraaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379429580581509762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeSs7zKGoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GjST_PKwhPE/s320/tariraaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeSgu20hhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pytukvlk0pU/s1600-h/tavira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379429370948781586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeSgu20hhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pytukvlk0pU/s320/tavira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeSHAZMD5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/c2mfKeZNmhM/s1600-h/taviraa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379428928979734418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeSHAZMD5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/c2mfKeZNmhM/s320/taviraa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeRzzGMliI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eMsq7w5S0N4/s1600-h/portugal_beaches_tavira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379428598992901666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeRzzGMliI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eMsq7w5S0N4/s320/portugal_beaches_tavira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Decididamente tenho que lá voltar outra vez. Já um quanto tempo que não ia à ilha de Tavira, mas para sair da monotonia de estar sempre no mesmo sitio e aproveitando alguma boa disposição resolvi voltar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chegamos lá e deparamo-nos com bandeira vermelha e umas ondas do tamanho de hoje e amanhã pensamos logo Oh God tams lixateds :P Mas depois de entrarmos realmente na praia dissemos nós não vamos mais querer sair daki hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apesar das ondas a água estáva no ponto... O nadador salvador (que parecia mais saido dum infantário) teimava em apitar para que as pessoas não se atrevessem demasiado nas águas bravas por sinal. Nunca tinha visto aquele mar assim tão revoltado ... Este estado do mar atraiu assim dezenas e dezenas de surfistas e bodyborder's à ilha.. E nós (eu e uma amiga), como o sustento dos olhos não é outro senão ver, resolvemos aproveitar as visões que nos eram oferecidas de bom gosto.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não é que só uns momentos após já estarmos estendidas nas nossas queridas toalhinhas nos apercebemos que nos encontravamos mesmo entre dois grupinhos de surfistas.. uns do lado esquerdo que embora mais acima que nós, se encontravam mais perto, outros do lado direito.. Para não darmos a perceber assim logo à primeira colocamos os nossos maravilhosos óculos de sol e aprontamo-nos logo a apreciar aquelas vistas :P E não é que mesmo disfarçando eles nos toparam? O mar teimava em subir e chegou uma altura que tivemos que subir com o chapéu de sol para não apanharmos um banho em plena areia, eles também seguiram o nosso exemplo e por mais incrivel que pareça espetaram mesmo o guarda sol ao pé do nosso.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já que estavamos naquele sitio o melhor era disfrutar de tudo o que nos tinha para dar e como não podia deixar de ser apanhar sol e um escaldão na bundinha XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chegou a hora de ir embora e não podia crer que já tinha passado tão rápido, infelizmente para as nossas tristezas :P Despedimo-nos da ilha e prometemos lá voltar de preferência por mais dias e com um maior grupo de amigos :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-6660002661341495496?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/6660002661341495496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/posso-voltar-pa-ilha-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6660002661341495496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6660002661341495496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/09/posso-voltar-pa-ilha-p.html' title='Posso voltar pa ilha? :P'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SqeSs7zKGoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GjST_PKwhPE/s72-c/tariraaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3554983201606551083</id><published>2009-08-30T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:53:34.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noite encantada</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Spr0OehbfjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/S1U0PZlAKdQ/s1600-h/Princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375877634768731698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Spr0OehbfjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/S1U0PZlAKdQ/s320/Princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esta noite vou ser a princesa do meu castelo com trono sem rei. Vou aperaltar-me, vestir a minha melhor roupa e usar as mais lindas jóias. Vou por a mesa e cear sozinha, como se duma festa se tratasse. Os portões permanecem abertos à espera de quem queira aparecer ou, quem sabe, de uma visita inesperada. Vou esperar com o meu melhor sorriso, mostrando aquilo que sou, esqueço e deixo para trás as paranoias. Esta nte é a minha vez de reinar, ao menos nos sonhos ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-3554983201606551083?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3554983201606551083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/noite-encantada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3554983201606551083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3554983201606551083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/noite-encantada.html' title='Noite encantada'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Spr0OehbfjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/S1U0PZlAKdQ/s72-c/Princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3512167144242163552</id><published>2009-08-24T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:48:00.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luzes da imaginação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SpMkTCMkCII/AAAAAAAAAEE/ccOyxTW_dYg/s1600-h/onda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373678689808812162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SpMkTCMkCII/AAAAAAAAAEE/ccOyxTW_dYg/s320/onda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Penso em ti, porque não me sais da cabeça? Afinal quem és tu? Alguma vez te conheci? Não sei realmente... Só sei que a minha cabeça não pára num instante. Pensamentos em vão? Muito possivelmente... Só precisava de te descobrir realmente, perceber-te e saber quem és. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Todas as noites não páras de me perseguir, assaltando-me a mente ligeiramente, entras em bicos de pés, silencioso, sorrateiramente. Contudo, permaneces, teimas em ficar uma e outra vez, vou permitindo e aos poucos habituando-me à tua presença. Talvez devesse ser mais rígida e fria, talvez devesse procurar-te e saber mesmo se existes. Mas, o talvez não passa simplesmente disso. Uma dúvida que nos assola e que por mais que queirámos não conseguimos travá-la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De onde apareceste tão derrepente? Sem dar sinal da tua chegada... Será que existes ou apenas és uma imagem criada inconscientemente na minha mente? Aguardo o desfexo de tudo, onde perceberei se isto se trata de "um doce sonho ou um lindo pesadelo". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-3512167144242163552?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3512167144242163552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/luzes-da-imaginacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3512167144242163552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3512167144242163552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/luzes-da-imaginacao.html' title='Luzes da imaginação'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SpMkTCMkCII/AAAAAAAAAEE/ccOyxTW_dYg/s72-c/onda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2396582240057886675</id><published>2009-08-18T15:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:23:43.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salvia microphylla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SospwBH1qiI/AAAAAAAAADs/8JwaCXavSPM/s1600-h/dyn005_original_659_491_pjpeg_2565584_2ca75026212ea8fbb1d07aa7e0c3efaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371432885481220642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SospwBH1qiI/AAAAAAAAADs/8JwaCXavSPM/s320/dyn005_original_659_491_pjpeg_2565584_2ca75026212ea8fbb1d07aa7e0c3efaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente parece que encontrei a flor que há tanto procurava. Com ajuda de gente entendida no assunto (ou então não), descobri a flor da minha infancia,ou então alguma sua familiar mas de muitas parecenças, os Coelhinhos da casa no campo dos meus avós. Ai ai, minha querida e feliz infancia!!!!  =)&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/1679778633427596788-2396582240057886675?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2396582240057886675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/salvia-microphylla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2396582240057886675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2396582240057886675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/salvia-microphylla.html' title='Salvia microphylla'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SospwBH1qiI/AAAAAAAAADs/8JwaCXavSPM/s72-c/dyn005_original_659_491_pjpeg_2565584_2ca75026212ea8fbb1d07aa7e0c3efaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-7962504104320617020</id><published>2009-08-15T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:10:10.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SodcOXPck2I/AAAAAAAAADk/75iZ5TvwwzE/s1600-h/wings.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370362482489332578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SodcOXPck2I/AAAAAAAAADk/75iZ5TvwwzE/s320/wings.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Take this broken wings and learn to fly away, and be so free..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-7962504104320617020?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/7962504104320617020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-this-broken-wings-and-learn-to-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/7962504104320617020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/7962504104320617020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-this-broken-wings-and-learn-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SodcOXPck2I/AAAAAAAAADk/75iZ5TvwwzE/s72-c/wings.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-6706214728911863414</id><published>2009-08-12T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:07:10.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases da uma hora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SoNY-xgRWMI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyFx1o47G7I/s1600-h/sonho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369233016219588802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SoNY-xgRWMI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyFx1o47G7I/s320/sonho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um dia&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SoNYrCmc0_I/AAAAAAAAADU/WYeXFVy58d4/s1600-h/sonho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; falei contigo, em sonhos te abracei, sem te conhecer procurei, procurei e não encontrei. Onde andas tu, desconhecido?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-6706214728911863414?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/6706214728911863414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/frases-da-uma-hora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6706214728911863414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/6706214728911863414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/08/frases-da-uma-hora.html' title='Frases da uma hora'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SoNY-xgRWMI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyFx1o47G7I/s72-c/sonho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-3702309528288767070</id><published>2009-07-16T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:17:47.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sl9Si_ofxzI/AAAAAAAAADE/dZHg5hc1sKU/s1600-h/robots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359092842744497970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sl9Si_ofxzI/AAAAAAAAADE/dZHg5hc1sKU/s320/robots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um dia destes andava com o comando saltando de canal em canal, o chamado zaping, quando me deparo com uns desenhos animados e reparei numa frase boa para aplicar em alguns momentos mais dificeis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You can shine no matter what ur made of !" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-3702309528288767070?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/3702309528288767070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-dia-destes-andava-com-o-comando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3702309528288767070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/3702309528288767070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-dia-destes-andava-com-o-comando.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sl9Si_ofxzI/AAAAAAAAADE/dZHg5hc1sKU/s72-c/robots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-7843448943762313976</id><published>2009-07-16T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:27:32.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sl8Mc5iqB-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/0sdlJK8au-Q/s1600-h/felicidade%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359015772216231906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sl8Mc5iqB-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/0sdlJK8au-Q/s320/felicidade%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sinto falta daquelas palavras que nos deixam meio atrapalhadas, mas que lá no fundo enxem-nos o ego e metem-nos uma alegria visível simplesmente pelo olhar . Se fui feliz algum dia? Talvez, não sei... Por agora limito-me a viver a vida, passando por mim o tempo como uma bomba-relógio, vivo ansiando que ela rebente e de lá saia um espelho de cor e magia ao qual poderei chamar, com toda a certeza, Felicidade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-7843448943762313976?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/7843448943762313976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/07/sinto-falta-daquelas-palavras-que-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/7843448943762313976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/7843448943762313976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/07/sinto-falta-daquelas-palavras-que-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sl8Mc5iqB-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/0sdlJK8au-Q/s72-c/felicidade%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-1146810502736055293</id><published>2009-06-29T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:29:24.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SklAEuP7RDI/AAAAAAAAACs/nlxuuzhcYfw/s1600-h/SDC10177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352880081985029170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SklAEuP7RDI/AAAAAAAAACs/nlxuuzhcYfw/s320/SDC10177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come join me in that ting that everybody calls life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-1146810502736055293?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/1146810502736055293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-join-me-in-that-ting-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1146810502736055293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1146810502736055293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-join-me-in-that-ting-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SklAEuP7RDI/AAAAAAAAACs/nlxuuzhcYfw/s72-c/SDC10177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-1701004830918153927</id><published>2009-05-16T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:43:23.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sg9dYv3rTnI/AAAAAAAAACk/eBz9c5j0P-g/s1600-h/sonhar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336586763205561970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sg9dYv3rTnI/AAAAAAAAACk/eBz9c5j0P-g/s320/sonhar.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun shine for everyone&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness it will come and put a smile in your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the storm, it will appear and will shine for ever&lt;br /&gt;Dont be afraid cus you will be fine, I promisse! =)&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/1679778633427596788-1701004830918153927?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/1701004830918153927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/05/be-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1701004830918153927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1701004830918153927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/05/be-happy.html' title='Be happy'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sg9dYv3rTnI/AAAAAAAAACk/eBz9c5j0P-g/s72-c/sonhar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2079551137044521294</id><published>2009-04-28T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:33:18.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preciso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QEKknpJojxM/SdVIKF9UjXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/w4jP8AY_fzE/s400/y1p3qr5uEGbgLV1K63zACgJZECw11lmCVSHalynsPNZbolpB96Stc6nEU_tiMjVU1UiHqtPyayNcV8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QEKknpJojxM/SdVIKF9UjXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/w4jP8AY_fzE/s400/y1p3qr5uEGbgLV1K63zACgJZECw11lmCVSHalynsPNZbolpB96Stc6nEU_tiMjVU1UiHqtPyayNcV8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Preciso de um lugar onde possa chorar sem ninguém notar,&lt;br /&gt;um carinho ao luar para me acalmar,&lt;br /&gt;uma palavra para me confortar,&lt;br /&gt;uma luz brilhante para me alegrar.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso gritar para me libertar,&lt;br /&gt;uma musica feliz k me faz vibrar,&lt;br /&gt;um raio de sol para me abraçar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-2079551137044521294?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2079551137044521294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/04/preciso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2079551137044521294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2079551137044521294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/04/preciso.html' title='Preciso'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QEKknpJojxM/SdVIKF9UjXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/w4jP8AY_fzE/s72-c/y1p3qr5uEGbgLV1K63zACgJZECw11lmCVSHalynsPNZbolpB96Stc6nEU_tiMjVU1UiHqtPyayNcV8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-1769318580441838133</id><published>2009-03-13T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:20:55.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doce infância - Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbrkLmI8C0I/AAAAAAAAACU/8cmIHeJxoLQ/s1600-h/infancia+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312809598304652098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbrkLmI8C0I/AAAAAAAAACU/8cmIHeJxoLQ/s320/infancia+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero voltar ao passado, sentir a brisa fresca do campo, as tardes de loucuras e brincadeiras, os passeios e piqueniques pela ribeira, fugir atrás das galinhas e assustá-las e adormecer à luz das velas fazendo sombras na escuridão e dizendo adivinhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porquê que às vezes nos sentimos assim? Ansiando momentos passados que não voltam mais e recordando quem havemos de voltar a ver, talvez num futuro mais próximo que aquele que imaginamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero as corridas no carro de mão, o pescar sapos com canas de pesca e anzóis inventados, o apanhar girinos com um copo, inventar esconderijos por entre os ramos das árvores, mimar os gatos e poder dizer "este é meu, este é teu".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero o poder encharcar-me na água, saltar, correr, rir sem ninguém chamar-me a atenção, cantar as canções que todos acham piada e as aplaudem no final, poder dar um ar de graça inocente, jogar à bola e saltar por entre as pedras. Passar por tudo novamente aquilo que passei e que trazia felicidade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero retroceder no tempo só por um instante que seja, voltar ao mesmo lugar e estar com as mesmas gentes. Até lá, deixo apenas um volto já...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-1769318580441838133?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/1769318580441838133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/03/doce-infancia-nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1769318580441838133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/1769318580441838133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/03/doce-infancia-nostalgia.html' title='Doce infância - Nostalgia'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbrkLmI8C0I/AAAAAAAAACU/8cmIHeJxoLQ/s72-c/infancia+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-2242627787328106755</id><published>2009-03-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:19:41.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arco-íris de cor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbrXS2lArDI/AAAAAAAAACM/lq_7hmH7TTo/s1600-h/ist2_69904-bouquet-of-flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312795429325286450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbrXS2lArDI/AAAAAAAAACM/lq_7hmH7TTo/s320/ist2_69904-bouquet-of-flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma flor, ser tão pequeno mas, ao mesmo tempo de uma grandiosidade extrema. Como pode algo tão insignificante sustentar uma beleza tão marcante?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lembro-me das flores, vários momentos da vida em que estes pequenos seres participaram. Fazem-me retornar à infância, momentos passados, mas eternamente gravados na memória e no coração e, sempre lembrados com um sorriso no rosto e um pingo de saudade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma amendoeira em flor, quer dizer, várias, um monte carregadinho delas, brancura pura, visão de sonho e de imaginação que aparenta um monte vestido de bolas de algodão. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;São tantas e tão variadas as suas características. Um mundo colorido, um arco-íris na terra, que, mesmo naqueles momentos mais tristes nos fazem arrebitar e mandar todos os males para trás das costas. Seu aroma intenso, desperta mil e uma sensações. As borboletas pairam em seu redor ostentando toda a sua beleza e misturando-se no mundo da cor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os dias tornam-se maiores e o calor já aperta, todo este clima está propenso a novas sensações, novas vivências e novas experiências, tudo em redor se altera. O sol brilha mais e anseia pela primavera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E mais um dia e outro que passa e, todo este ambiente em nosso redor nos faz parecer mais felizes ...&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/1679778633427596788-2242627787328106755?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/2242627787328106755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/03/arco-iris-de-cor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2242627787328106755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/2242627787328106755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/03/arco-iris-de-cor.html' title='Arco-íris de cor'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbrXS2lArDI/AAAAAAAAACM/lq_7hmH7TTo/s72-c/ist2_69904-bouquet-of-flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679778633427596788.post-349516302938058644</id><published>2009-03-09T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:17:01.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311315449070369026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbWVQqfiOQI/AAAAAAAAACE/qjTzA4T1BxE/s320/arvore++sonho.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Descobre o sol que te aquece o coração e te faz corar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vê como as flores despertam ao amanhecer e adormecem com a geada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ouve o cantar dos pássaros que fazem-nos imaginar o inimaginável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sente a brisa fresca do entardecer que toca a face e faz-nos sentir vivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora, deixa-me adormecer ao luar, deixa-me sonhar, pois assim poderei viajar por este mundo e outros distantes, poderei sentir-me livre, ganhar asas e voar, descobrir aquilo que ainda ninguém descobriu, conhecer seres que nunca ninguém viu e viver como nunca ninguém viveu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois, num amanhã talvez, possas descobrir o que sonhei e, quem sabe se, numa próxima vez, não quererás viajar no mundo do sonho comigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679778633427596788-349516302938058644?l=little--orchid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/feeds/349516302938058644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/03/sonhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/349516302938058644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679778633427596788/posts/default/349516302938058644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little--orchid.blogspot.com/2009/03/sonhar.html' title='Sonhar'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06925654582100325913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/Sqlhou3ZMtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SvSUUnxTL5E/S220/frio_fashion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axGpuYx12N4/SbWVQqfiOQI/AAAAAAAAACE/qjTzA4T1BxE/s72-c/arvore++sonho.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
