tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12410540116444911142024-03-05T10:59:47.336-08:00Luana GuimarãesLuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-32249171121039665062011-12-28T19:21:00.001-08:002011-12-28T19:21:47.825-08:002011 'O ANO'<br />
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2011 ...Ah 2011 ...<br />
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Quantas expectativas eu tive ... <br />
Quantas novidades eu tive ..<br />
Quantas e quantas e quantas ... <br />
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No começo deste ano eu sabia que teria muitas novidades, mas não sabia o
tamanho de cada uma delas.<br />
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O foco de 2011 foi o laço eterno que fiz em relação a Deus... E confesso que
o ‘aceitei’ pela dor...Passei por muitas situações
desagradáveis , para que então eu entendesse que o meu lugar é ao lado do meu
Deus e que o resto, é apenas o resto... <br />
Eu vi ações que posso dizer que foram ‘extraordinárias’... O reboliço que foi
acontecendo, fez com que eu pensasse ‘ Deus, cadê você, por favor, me ajude,
está doendo demais ‘... Mas a cada situação percebi que eu era a única culpada...
Relembrei todas as vezes que magoei o coração de Deus e o quanto Ele deve ter
sofrido com as minhas atitudes, e o que estava sentindo naquele momento não
chegaria nem perto do que Ele sentiu quando me viu tomando atitudes que posso
chamar de ‘ ridículas ‘.<br />
Em meio a tanta dor, confusão, questionamento, consegui amadurecer o bastante
para me manter firme na rocha... Então agradeço por cada situação que passei em
2011.<br />
Posso dizer que perdoei, amei, sorri, chorei, senti, tropecei e levantei,
reinventei, conheci, me apaixonei, desfrutei, esperei... <br />
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E o que eu desejo para 2012 é colocar em
prática tudo aquilo que aprendi em 2011, apesar de ter sido um ano difícil, ele
vai ser o ano em que lembrarei assim ‘
2011, O ano ‘ ... </div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-89985110798928401762011-11-13T07:25:00.001-08:002011-11-15T06:35:23.541-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxV0MBAthJhxZvN9pS7OFko2EK_-RahuBrKPOzQCTHOVq6iS9nM4M9EPgsWnkVnFW8cs3vSGnS2a2fKB2Tt4s9WPZ0La8VMDgw_1xjmcettwVNZm8-qCZdfsprs3OnpoMr-fSQPtDEfPPz/s1600/ko.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674502381964649282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxV0MBAthJhxZvN9pS7OFko2EK_-RahuBrKPOzQCTHOVq6iS9nM4M9EPgsWnkVnFW8cs3vSGnS2a2fKB2Tt4s9WPZ0La8VMDgw_1xjmcettwVNZm8-qCZdfsprs3OnpoMr-fSQPtDEfPPz/s320/ko.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">O medo (de fazer planos) é normal quando você pretende ser feliz !</span></span>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3638158194287389252011-09-27T19:58:00.000-07:002011-09-27T20:03:52.309-07:00Além<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ejR6VstvUxnsALwpSaB3u0zJy7g83t7ly4Ly1FzMfexiSvFl9iuBWvakejDFPRjAJ6I7WprC0-fJkxLVTH3eKp4JbyxKJDE_nYQDn7NykJnKBYq3Cu1UyHuRZtz8DOVm0XPA318BTjkg/s1600/kopl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ejR6VstvUxnsALwpSaB3u0zJy7g83t7ly4Ly1FzMfexiSvFl9iuBWvakejDFPRjAJ6I7WprC0-fJkxLVTH3eKp4JbyxKJDE_nYQDn7NykJnKBYq3Cu1UyHuRZtz8DOVm0XPA318BTjkg/s320/kopl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657240596455515138" /></a><br />As palavras vão muito além de uma simples fala.<br />Elas podem construir uma coisa tanto quanto destruir.<div style="text-align: right;"> <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >LG</span></b></div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-69299429798603639632011-09-08T08:34:00.000-07:002011-09-08T08:56:08.114-07:00Parabéns Vitorinha !!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhog_Ln20FfMlcRgC_SumOk8S3f1chstXHi0gB8VK3lASnTvVhccZTD_nDaEliYZYR056jEugFDxrX1xW92gGoCKlFrWxs3YCqyQOdLPi-VHZAEWDzHOdRZF5AHildlUwi92nX_CgtE8sq_/s1600/70789.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhog_Ln20FfMlcRgC_SumOk8S3f1chstXHi0gB8VK3lASnTvVhccZTD_nDaEliYZYR056jEugFDxrX1xW92gGoCKlFrWxs3YCqyQOdLPi-VHZAEWDzHOdRZF5AHildlUwi92nX_CgtE8sq_/s320/70789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650017502268883698" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglR4VWevmyMBmwdw3wMBNfTZsqf9KeWFZq0b-bsnkDtkz9G5jXWQvx-CSQUQPj9TiNSRUjzVDJxnj0u3u7Cm15du3nOQempeYHbJcVgUimXCwxBNnEDLHCC1VUywPGCBE9NIOSKFVRF_Fy/s1600/11922844.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglR4VWevmyMBmwdw3wMBNfTZsqf9KeWFZq0b-bsnkDtkz9G5jXWQvx-CSQUQPj9TiNSRUjzVDJxnj0u3u7Cm15du3nOQempeYHbJcVgUimXCwxBNnEDLHCC1VUywPGCBE9NIOSKFVRF_Fy/s320/11922844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650015114929562290" /></a><br /><p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Hoje eu não vou precisar ficar com medo de *saltar do ônibus*, pois é feriado e não tem aula.<br />Logo mais o *rock vai bombar* e se de noite estiver alguns graus a menos, *usarei cachecol* e quem sabe um super *casaco gigante*.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Não, eu não irei pra* Rua da Lama e nem pro Triângulo, pra me sentir em São Paulo ou no Rio, as tais cidades grandes*...<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Será que tem algum *mineiro* curtindo a praiana daqui hoje e experimentando a nossa moqueca *sem óleo de dendê ?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 8.5pt; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></p>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-32935438602219316282011-08-02T16:53:00.000-07:002011-08-02T16:55:10.931-07:00Não<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8DPjZmr9XJrX6F0SaCStiV_G2gLYmeiZumzdZY_SWnH_DcEmq2hUBeJ0OoHg-tDuhwC0b90pbKEZsWxLihEMm-1Ipq9MK4Ft3DooNySj6_eMvTACfhCCGCfQl6bkFBY7Kso4BX3H4Aj_Q/s1600/tumblr_lp2ak7dOtY1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8DPjZmr9XJrX6F0SaCStiV_G2gLYmeiZumzdZY_SWnH_DcEmq2hUBeJ0OoHg-tDuhwC0b90pbKEZsWxLihEMm-1Ipq9MK4Ft3DooNySj6_eMvTACfhCCGCfQl6bkFBY7Kso4BX3H4Aj_Q/s320/tumblr_lp2ak7dOtY1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636411137773507282" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; ">As vezes deixamos de fazer certas coisas pensando que vamos magoar o próximo, mas o tempo vai passando e passando e quando percebemos, magoamos a nós mesmos no final das contas ... então não importa o quanto você se importe ... alguém sempre vai sair machucado ... LG</span>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-59192306314852556712011-07-10T07:16:00.001-07:002011-07-10T07:38:07.588-07:00Férias<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtaDdqKczwzd18EHHw7OqJRKcUMGm0rZdU_00M9yTtE3QqtW5yKuck651PYx7GEfOFUaICxFw3Npi4LZH5ajaeqGkhE7OQntGl6G2BHupE4mOy4erReUvdbeMXCi51CJfmzXEy-DJ5erUY/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+DSC02056.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtaDdqKczwzd18EHHw7OqJRKcUMGm0rZdU_00M9yTtE3QqtW5yKuck651PYx7GEfOFUaICxFw3Npi4LZH5ajaeqGkhE7OQntGl6G2BHupE4mOy4erReUvdbeMXCi51CJfmzXEy-DJ5erUY/s320/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+DSC02056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627732690294969666" /></a><br />Aiaiaiai, nem acredito !<br />I'M FREEEEE \O\O\OO/O/O/<br />Estou indo viajar e vocês ?<br /><br />Umbeijo ;*<br />♥LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-69937837645418377712011-06-28T15:21:00.000-07:002011-06-28T15:24:07.448-07:00E aí, será que você chega ??<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Zk35aDrg8osjqQwwTda4v60cinC0KK1KWg66cASZwBTqA6yGpCTyA9-xkE5iByqhs6ie5GSN2-PBSh6uiRe7q5-1m6MRh05kEb9rGicuX6dnO_4kg0I0QX6HtqCFU1mxEQFILMef52KE/s1600/ferias_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Zk35aDrg8osjqQwwTda4v60cinC0KK1KWg66cASZwBTqA6yGpCTyA9-xkE5iByqhs6ie5GSN2-PBSh6uiRe7q5-1m6MRh05kEb9rGicuX6dnO_4kg0I0QX6HtqCFU1mxEQFILMef52KE/s320/ferias_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623399543770717042" /></a>FÉRIAS !LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6478126032407393422011-06-20T14:31:00.001-07:002011-06-20T14:32:25.109-07:00Qual vai ser sua atitude em relação a essa situação ?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCcvoil1AmovKsVVl4jVTNCN9KBgOqrrs5OeiVagQ5PTmfsWkWdHmjDJ7SswOc-1ARwzRLMeaUcZR2UlT3d2UyL5TtEPno1uAy58EvkrRGJVTZreADI9EQZlum1e6zv5lz3tWmVGsdyDCZ/s1600/FILOSOFANDO-EDUCACAO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCcvoil1AmovKsVVl4jVTNCN9KBgOqrrs5OeiVagQ5PTmfsWkWdHmjDJ7SswOc-1ARwzRLMeaUcZR2UlT3d2UyL5TtEPno1uAy58EvkrRGJVTZreADI9EQZlum1e6zv5lz3tWmVGsdyDCZ/s320/FILOSOFANDO-EDUCACAO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620417870642192642" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 13px; ">Ultimamente tenho visto bastante essa 'cena' que a figura nos traz e sentido bastante medo de que no futuro bem próximo ( em nome de Jesus, amém ) eu possa tomar uma atitude parecida. Por que será que os pais estão protegendo seus filhos, mesmo estando errados ? Por que será que os alunos estão se tornando autoridade dentro da sala de aula ? Antigamente, professores eram respeitados devido ao fato de se posicionarem como figura de autoridade dentro da sala de aula, mas os anos foram passando e a luta por pessoas com ' coração de carne ' foi crescendo ... Mas será que aqueles que possuíam 'coração de pedra' não amoleceram de mais ? <div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Os pais estão cada vez mais alienados e acabam generalizando, achando que por causa de alguns professores que não querem nada com a hora do Brasil estão por toda parte e que não existe mais aqueles que levam a profissão a sério.<br /><br /> Um recado para os pais : </div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><b style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><i style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">SEUS FILHOS NÃO SÃO PERFEITOS E SE FAZEM DE SANTINHO NA SUA FRENTE, MAS NA ESCOLA BOTA O TAMBOR PRA TOCAR ♫, QUEBRAM E RABISCAM ÔNIBUS, QUASE BATEM NOS PROFESSORES, DESTROEM PROPRIEDADES PÚBLICAS E ENTRE OUTRAS COISAS QUE VOCÊS NÃO IMAGINAM !!!<br /></i></b>( claro que existe exceções )<br /><br /> Qual o ponto de partida para essa 'situação' ser melhorada ?<br />Será que podemos ajudar ?</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "> </div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "> </div></span>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-86835264542092054752011-05-28T15:00:00.000-07:002011-05-28T15:03:23.034-07:00Falando<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbtTSrwi6PpDWfJ1CLj3jAyNXLX8K-t_LPIEy1-r_gBh2yY1YwK0buYOcer0_xdFZVw2JceXBsVvLf_6FA1pJcp0FX09LmDwoFH7kEa5SeRA6ErnyFtxi1u35rSfdHe5qlk5quiY8eWj7e/s1600/DSC02397.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbtTSrwi6PpDWfJ1CLj3jAyNXLX8K-t_LPIEy1-r_gBh2yY1YwK0buYOcer0_xdFZVw2JceXBsVvLf_6FA1pJcp0FX09LmDwoFH7kEa5SeRA6ErnyFtxi1u35rSfdHe5qlk5quiY8eWj7e/s320/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611890671891709458" /></a>com minhas palavras e sonhos não quero espantar ninguém, tenho e preciso saber quando e com quem falar '<br />( mas aqui eu posso fazer o que quiser, é tudo meu )LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-74947641445459479032011-04-29T20:25:00.000-07:002011-04-29T20:32:21.289-07:0029 de Abril de 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDypGMPhS6ChDI3eDyroqjJwwctSReqlPFuYZoUZO-7UoKO4OUzljKRNT_yM-ej7PczjbqhX_Ogl_R_cn5TLG1e-K6pH50IOrEzuUCVNQulcsBuc7FbxIwzmrpkr3Ei-aFJ2fXusGUk9-O/s1600/tumblr_lkfn88PaOh1qe5nu6o1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDypGMPhS6ChDI3eDyroqjJwwctSReqlPFuYZoUZO-7UoKO4OUzljKRNT_yM-ej7PczjbqhX_Ogl_R_cn5TLG1e-K6pH50IOrEzuUCVNQulcsBuc7FbxIwzmrpkr3Ei-aFJ2fXusGUk9-O/s320/tumblr_lkfn88PaOh1qe5nu6o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601212725828759266" /></a><br /><div>continuo acreditando em contos de fadas. ele vai acontecer, mais cedo ou mais tarde, pra mim.</div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-64048382549688499152011-04-15T20:22:00.000-07:002011-04-15T20:25:12.050-07:00A questão é que eu gosto<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRY3IXrtgIbO08i_c6QebP1VCl86eQ2T33toOQfRkqHjx9sDzn6X1dg22VGhR9HJ0wxd6h_gM0zYMaoavCR4YDTRDeIn0nGrCBCNxNvUySx4kqDvYuxeEeBv6qE8z3UZQpgkQ1kHUBo7m/s1600/cats.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRY3IXrtgIbO08i_c6QebP1VCl86eQ2T33toOQfRkqHjx9sDzn6X1dg22VGhR9HJ0wxd6h_gM0zYMaoavCR4YDTRDeIn0nGrCBCNxNvUySx4kqDvYuxeEeBv6qE8z3UZQpgkQ1kHUBo7m/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596017161784295938" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br />Sempre fui observadora.<br />Consigo enxergar/decifrar/perceber <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>até o que eu não quero.<br />Talvez isso seja um dom, ou não... </p>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3235296785498298192011-03-25T16:55:00.000-07:002011-03-25T17:08:05.534-07:00então ...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLazqijrWD4b6JqURjAL5xt7GCJO3iDtaG66k7OFRgjoPlcEpmtTnTQsmOXttacvaayrBkkXvFRlkTv6a7Sqrgty1cVwOvs1fan5R-fYmQCazSC6JVTAgaOn1wcIXjqZZ6kh-WaIpdtuH2/s1600/tumblr_lhywuzBx0J1qd6zozo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLazqijrWD4b6JqURjAL5xt7GCJO3iDtaG66k7OFRgjoPlcEpmtTnTQsmOXttacvaayrBkkXvFRlkTv6a7Sqrgty1cVwOvs1fan5R-fYmQCazSC6JVTAgaOn1wcIXjqZZ6kh-WaIpdtuH2/s320/tumblr_lhywuzBx0J1qd6zozo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588170847361595058" /><br /><br /></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><i><p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#A3A3A3">Chega uma época em que precisamos rever nossas vidas.</span></i><span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS","sans-serif";mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#333333"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#A3A3A3">Precisamos nos livrar de coisas que nos fazem mal, precisamos melhorar aquele defeito, precisamos aparar as arestas, cuidar um pouco mais do jardim...</span></i><i><span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#333333"><o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#A3A3A3">Mas o que será que realmente nos faz mal?</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" > </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i></i></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 12pt; display: inline !important; "><i><i><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#A3A3A3">Talvez aquele defeito seja o que sustenta o seu edifício inteiro, mas que muita gente odeia. </span></i></i></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><p style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "><i><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#A3A3A3">E pra que cuidar do jardim se você já não acredita mais nas borboletas?</span></i></p></i></span><p></p><p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><i><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#A3A3A3">Aparar as arestas pode doer muito mais do que imaginamos ...<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></i><i><span style="font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#333333"><o:p></o:p></span></i></p></i></span></span>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-90976257242607588702011-03-21T18:51:00.000-07:002011-03-21T18:56:26.799-07:00Now<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6iHRqYjtI9nnupVBJAxRt-fv9nqeDDbkI_eO-qk4S9xh2nj275foKOVc2L-fG37v-7Yqt6T4dAZ4ql7O1b80H_PBpeCg44JecTByHTbBfFvT0aJFVrf7vV4y75gjz20EiV5-QJH92UpWA/s1600/63902_471247879369_113714799369_5934925_3906976_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6iHRqYjtI9nnupVBJAxRt-fv9nqeDDbkI_eO-qk4S9xh2nj275foKOVc2L-fG37v-7Yqt6T4dAZ4ql7O1b80H_PBpeCg44JecTByHTbBfFvT0aJFVrf7vV4y75gjz20EiV5-QJH92UpWA/s320/63902_471247879369_113714799369_5934925_3906976_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586716843020746082" /></a>Um outro mundo. Estranho, mas eu gosto.<br />Sabedoria e disposição.<br />Foco ...LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-40886558835147005672011-02-21T16:00:00.000-08:002011-02-21T16:10:09.474-08:00Start.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOvsn1EExzw9po8Xaav0eeNgTsfMCmWWiyMYDyMYDT2fmnfzUmj7xtRJC6cr_SOFHaqxhzDj3SVqD3-c3AQO7XkpUcfP9DFDdkJmmlFiP2FFgEcsAzmiEkeLDGP9KW5e7gltMHyAKWfXr5/s1600/p.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOvsn1EExzw9po8Xaav0eeNgTsfMCmWWiyMYDyMYDT2fmnfzUmj7xtRJC6cr_SOFHaqxhzDj3SVqD3-c3AQO7XkpUcfP9DFDdkJmmlFiP2FFgEcsAzmiEkeLDGP9KW5e7gltMHyAKWfXr5/s320/p.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576299237014010306" /></a>Começo de uma nova e maravilhosa fase.<br />Realização de um sonho.LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-10074068049338185912011-02-09T06:29:00.000-08:002011-02-09T06:33:21.922-08:00;x<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWPG3IB3S6e7AV3fUh6hs5xNk0wm0AoKXkR-a2bonNfKZshR9KJPXWsnpBikTVDyvUplAe1MWf8eEh9TAmHveGvWjWQkKVzkOIYLoudZGJU1tEWY65bfhI6BhgDWuIQq2HApZmumxGAEDK/s1600/tumblr_l02u83eBoN1qa6fjno1_400_large.jpg.scaled500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWPG3IB3S6e7AV3fUh6hs5xNk0wm0AoKXkR-a2bonNfKZshR9KJPXWsnpBikTVDyvUplAe1MWf8eEh9TAmHveGvWjWQkKVzkOIYLoudZGJU1tEWY65bfhI6BhgDWuIQq2HApZmumxGAEDK/s320/tumblr_l02u83eBoN1qa6fjno1_400_large.jpg.scaled500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571697277822928770" /></a>nem tudo que dá certo é certo ...LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-13664190278158820632011-02-02T17:53:00.000-08:002011-02-02T17:55:52.648-08:00hehehe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsYXHAzu6I26BqIkQOLgMstHNw55il42vaIbBoGpZMQ5NZhixVkhzqHiJnIhCUR8bfK3a731vSHfESg5uttqkkScluPYuu13DJ2NptKyO1k_Ongw1a8X4ReRx5miBPX1JZkDl5zr8Pr8pW/s1600/porc.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsYXHAzu6I26BqIkQOLgMstHNw55il42vaIbBoGpZMQ5NZhixVkhzqHiJnIhCUR8bfK3a731vSHfESg5uttqkkScluPYuu13DJ2NptKyO1k_Ongw1a8X4ReRx5miBPX1JZkDl5zr8Pr8pW/s320/porc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569276057549989698" /></a><div>hora de tentar algo novo.</div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-92132245813385024002011-01-28T10:59:00.000-08:002011-01-28T11:06:00.888-08:00;)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1M_tx2G8C8J9FNWf6O9y4S1nX_4z2Spp2iiKKgA1IkK2chsFEg4Ts0pa_lrcG6k_0hCq7pNWpTBueb0mwjo-uJ6VfkyV_fD85Nlmq8GTZt7e77qnaUovsoJuul5V2qYu0_tlw1p2I3f0w/s1600/tumblr_lc7lo2r63Y1qeuh62o1_500.jpg"><blockquote></blockquote><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1M_tx2G8C8J9FNWf6O9y4S1nX_4z2Spp2iiKKgA1IkK2chsFEg4Ts0pa_lrcG6k_0hCq7pNWpTBueb0mwjo-uJ6VfkyV_fD85Nlmq8GTZt7e77qnaUovsoJuul5V2qYu0_tlw1p2I3f0w/s320/tumblr_lc7lo2r63Y1qeuh62o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567314074273054594" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Precisamos estravasar. <span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" >ninguémédeferro.</span></span></i></span></div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-76436105055983218382011-01-25T00:44:00.000-08:002011-01-25T00:48:43.069-08:002.0<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKAiPTzItDqh377jlcLI8AOTexRVk4a8Avd2EKik-1N7gBtb4IQODgbvIDmKmb1kusweaCeGjpcqZ-Pm8D8v3LejM9Q7upgsorazu8KoMzMgo1AeBIXUQ947xc_RaY7jr8xcqjWR3zG1hH/s1600/180332_135742259823604_100001634910026_229783_6131297_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKAiPTzItDqh377jlcLI8AOTexRVk4a8Avd2EKik-1N7gBtb4IQODgbvIDmKmb1kusweaCeGjpcqZ-Pm8D8v3LejM9Q7upgsorazu8KoMzMgo1AeBIXUQ947xc_RaY7jr8xcqjWR3zG1hH/s320/180332_135742259823604_100001634910026_229783_6131297_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566042291131768018" /></a><b><br /></b><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-54240270249743685442011-01-07T17:00:00.000-08:002011-01-07T17:10:13.687-08:00: )<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixi4H922hTWOmxVRF4TPYUnJktMtd2cCHiIXnEKuCJipykkFQ38p-yrnLf5TStlFe6sjwf4exxN7L8DQWyQibeKHcjFpgyC4bYa6fS7_w8rRECJ95vUMyf3u3dA0KlpOqAXadWHbbVVmwo/s1600/tumblr_leoc4honoU1qcabpk.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixi4H922hTWOmxVRF4TPYUnJktMtd2cCHiIXnEKuCJipykkFQ38p-yrnLf5TStlFe6sjwf4exxN7L8DQWyQibeKHcjFpgyC4bYa6fS7_w8rRECJ95vUMyf3u3dA0KlpOqAXadWHbbVVmwo/s320/tumblr_leoc4honoU1qcabpk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559616059003071618" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> amor próprio é ser feliz consigo mesma.</div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-74423945909500262582011-01-01T15:52:00.000-08:002011-01-01T16:14:39.518-08:00Desejos para 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwb6D9C-EHGkBFV8psIQlWeAgU-mib7o3wxXCpvq1u9DdrTTZFvxkjFx8Z6ZgBk6dp9CHdfVo6zbJBBkTuKkl4tX9uH00-xaRRjw50LBoK2kOl57MbHhIsuyxWWOPtLddJiDeCIYyLw5DS/s1600/psicologia+%25281%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN_mg7PJLdmVefxHrnfNNbgc_qePPN3GfiESug36xMgkUYYCGV5_ALLfxtVJxw8BY0vvKfc9ds-1WJI8bWqlUtfYOpfBEz8Y426dzlb8IAAMsPy-HQaDo6VJNXar7C9GwEWpYMegwUMq_R/s320/9100amor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557371203761614642" /></a>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-73167106630963706442010-12-14T10:57:00.000-08:002010-12-14T11:16:03.124-08:00All the time.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhej1IFwsBq7tvoz1w51zMu_eqZTtAScTMy1AQ2WA_LulDDca12u1AwRd2tgVvPjTA1dp8spQb_BZWffpQDsFwnJIUDtguYJOUg08SngMx77825jbcKBDnOE1dTbO_RwgSqby6wqT7vJ8bS/s1600/escolhas1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhej1IFwsBq7tvoz1w51zMu_eqZTtAScTMy1AQ2WA_LulDDca12u1AwRd2tgVvPjTA1dp8spQb_BZWffpQDsFwnJIUDtguYJOUg08SngMx77825jbcKBDnOE1dTbO_RwgSqby6wqT7vJ8bS/s320/escolhas1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550616838091973554" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>a todo momento fazemos escolhas.<br />desde a hora em que acordamos até a hora em que<br />deitamos para dormir.<br />mas chega uma época em que turbilhões de coisas decidem acontecer<br />e o mais provável a se fazer é ESCOLHER.<br />nas decisões/escolhas ganhamos e/ou perdemos...<br />um joguinho, né ? #medo<br /><br /><div><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; ">cabeça</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "> erguida e sem pensar que escolheu errado. </span></span></i><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); ">tudo tem um lado bom e outro ruim. na vida se ganha e se perde.<br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span">escolhas</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); ">. (yn)</span></i></span></div></div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-18752427463012584562010-12-09T13:03:00.000-08:002010-12-09T13:10:04.447-08:00Casinha<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpalT3JmhWueKX9kk7kkx6gzdnsYxJ9oWqQKgSoSxC__pr6RzXeUQZWeTuHyKeEGPyiBTeQDsVOtGSGSZnMc_RWy6ozHWrfsyZ-3vMMTdkiDwFh9xdqhlMW218G3a5BQ9kdslTqWAhsHRZ/s1600/dsc_0126_std.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpalT3JmhWueKX9kk7kkx6gzdnsYxJ9oWqQKgSoSxC__pr6RzXeUQZWeTuHyKeEGPyiBTeQDsVOtGSGSZnMc_RWy6ozHWrfsyZ-3vMMTdkiDwFh9xdqhlMW218G3a5BQ9kdslTqWAhsHRZ/s320/dsc_0126_std.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548792241518179218" /></a><div><br /></div><div>Depois de alguns minutos de conversa ...</div><div><br /></div><div>Ele : E você, como você está ?</div><div>Ela : Estou bem ... ( um suspiro profundo ) Esperando o meu momento de ser feliz.</div><div><br /></div><div>E um olhar apaixonado aconteceu entre os dois que já não estavam mais juntos.</div><div>Uma noite estrelada, uma lua que brilhava como se ela, a lua, soubesse </div><div>e sentisse aquele amor que de certa forma acabou por bobeiras, na casinha fofa da </div><div>árvore do sítio.</div><div><br /></div>LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-77048961122695068982010-12-08T05:58:00.000-08:002010-12-08T06:07:47.133-08:00???!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGbej7whA310cFWagoykU0NadB7Lz4vOjBWzxRogBxPu0korgIqJnleDS_WvMb6jLuGxkzF2nYRLF_smsMPzsc8AL5S-hC0d87bqvi4radkYU59t7NsgcKfCcsDClFmBhhsVtsSPHvUIr_/s1600/IMG0203A.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGbej7whA310cFWagoykU0NadB7Lz4vOjBWzxRogBxPu0korgIqJnleDS_WvMb6jLuGxkzF2nYRLF_smsMPzsc8AL5S-hC0d87bqvi4radkYU59t7NsgcKfCcsDClFmBhhsVtsSPHvUIr_/s320/IMG0203A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548312375338834386" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>Não sei ... É, eu não sei !<br />Ninguém sabe.<br />Ninguém NUNCA vai saber, do que ou o que ou porquê ...<br />E pra que saber também, não faz diferença nenhuma -<span class="Apple-style-span">talvez- </span>.<br />Talvez seja melhor assim, talvez seja estranho pra mim.<br />Mas como tudo tem seu limite, eu cheguei no meu.<br />Deixe a vida se encarregar de fazer quase tudo, deixe a vida se preocupar com quase tudo.<br /><i>Só viva</i> :)LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-45144476645929361472010-11-14T18:28:00.000-08:002010-11-14T18:39:04.786-08:00Três Letras<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnRH1aOdHK8JbMESko20pxYDLDG1L_v_FDscovZDTa3eDZUd0d75qES9BcNdCuu0ufbkOvmhaTIDWUTFNjP6rWURo8-qyG5S3YND2qs2u0_Ubk5D0hOxKMVKoeYK0rEGq_hE8ycLqmqnr_/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+IMG0187A.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnRH1aOdHK8JbMESko20pxYDLDG1L_v_FDscovZDTa3eDZUd0d75qES9BcNdCuu0ufbkOvmhaTIDWUTFNjP6rWURo8-qyG5S3YND2qs2u0_Ubk5D0hOxKMVKoeYK0rEGq_hE8ycLqmqnr_/s320/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+IMG0187A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539599828183226050" /></a><br /><br />Ele vem ...<br />E no começo tentamos resistir, mas sabe como é, né ?<br />É mais forte do que qualquer força que possuímos.<br />Se tentar esquecer, parece que cresce mais.<br />O melhor (ou pior) é fingir que tudo está bem quando ele, na verdade,<br />se torna aquela ervilha debaixo dos colchões ...<br />Resistir pra quê ? Se no final todo mundo morre de amores...LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-23750998061545591352010-11-02T09:33:00.000-07:002010-11-03T08:58:03.340-07:00Um tempo pra mim ....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjva0uIkDkx2M600U6UG5RItfk-NY-pMVjoqx2KUbi4bzca0KRiFSchSTQftwUTAK_z-QdgpK51aHgF1wnRXoyUxGSC8ydF4wi9i0u7chUWvNo3hf2paHsDa5hYbioxTtuykbgPtr9Xrm0Z/s1600/ed81b456ac49d34cd380cd5222f1aca62fcdb419.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjva0uIkDkx2M600U6UG5RItfk-NY-pMVjoqx2KUbi4bzca0KRiFSchSTQftwUTAK_z-QdgpK51aHgF1wnRXoyUxGSC8ydF4wi9i0u7chUWvNo3hf2paHsDa5hYbioxTtuykbgPtr9Xrm0Z/s320/ed81b456ac49d34cd380cd5222f1aca62fcdb419.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534992735563528946" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>... </div>tempo de rever conceitos; tempo de rever promessas; tempo de rever atitudes; tempo de rever caminhos; tempo de saber o que é o melhor; tempo de saber o que falar; tempo de saber o que fazer; tempo de saber ouvir; tempo de orar ; tempo de se dedicar e aprender mais; tempo de acreditar, ter fé; tempo de iluminar; tempo de buscar;<br />tempo, tempo, tempo ... tempo de esperar !LuanaGuimarãeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837noreply@blogger.com8