<?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-1241054011644491114</id><updated>2011-12-28T19:21:47.817-08:00</updated><category term='SOLANA ♫'/><category term='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VulOPIYhuug'/><category term='Osca de : Pop e Engomadinha .'/><category term='Avon'/><category term='www.brookefraser.com/'/><category term='Sandy Leah - Manuscrito ( cd )'/><category term='FERNANDA BRUM .'/><category term='00-KRISTEN+STEWART+E+TAYLOR+LAUTNER+CHEGAM+AO+BRASIL.html'/><category term='Aleks'/><category term='http://ego.globo.com/Gente/Noticias/0'/><category term='you make me so well'/><category term='&apos; diz pra mim que agente vai se encontrar'/><category term=':/    :(    :S'/><category term='e que esse dia já tá quase chegando&apos;'/><category term='transcol / cartão bixado / frustação : muita pizza'/><category term='Switchfoot - Dare You To Move'/><category term='ouvindo sandyejunior'/><category term='MUL1362013-9798'/><title type='text'>Luana Guimarães</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3224917112103966506</id><published>2011-12-28T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T19:21:47.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 'O ANO'</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF1GluL4wmM/Tvvcd7zVY6I/AAAAAAAABSw/hxTmh57rjJs/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+320635_207843385946824_100001634910026_585459_842035920_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF1GluL4wmM/Tvvcd7zVY6I/AAAAAAAABSw/hxTmh57rjJs/s320/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+320635_207843385946824_100001634910026_585459_842035920_n.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2011 ...Ah 2011 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas expectativas eu tive ... &lt;br /&gt;Quantas novidades eu tive ..&lt;br /&gt;Quantas e quantas e quantas ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No começo deste ano eu sabia que teria muitas novidades, mas não sabia otamanho de cada uma delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O foco de 2011 foi o laço eterno que fiz em relação a Deus... E confesso queo&amp;nbsp; ‘aceitei’&amp;nbsp; pela dor...Passei por muitas situaçõesdesagradáveis , para que então eu entendesse que o meu lugar é ao lado do meuDeus e que o resto, é apenas o resto...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Eu vi ações que posso dizer que foram ‘extraordinárias’... O reboliço que foiacontecendo, 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 tersofrido com as minhas atitudes, e o que estava sentindo naquele momento nãochegaria nem perto do que Ele sentiu quando me viu tomando atitudes que possochamar de ‘ ridículas ‘.&lt;br /&gt;Em meio a tanta dor, confusão, questionamento, consegui amadurecer o bastantepara me manter firme na rocha... Então agradeço por cada situação que passei em2011.&lt;br /&gt;Posso dizer que perdoei, amei, sorri, chorei, senti, tropecei e levantei,reinventei, conheci, me apaixonei, desfrutei, esperei... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que eu desejo para 2012&amp;nbsp; é colocar emprática tudo aquilo que aprendi em 2011, apesar de ter sido um ano difícil, elevai ser o ano em que lembrarei assim ‘&amp;nbsp;2011, O ano ‘&amp;nbsp; ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3224917112103966506?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3224917112103966506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-o-ano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3224917112103966506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3224917112103966506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-o-ano.html' title='2011 &apos;O ANO&apos;'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF1GluL4wmM/Tvvcd7zVY6I/AAAAAAAABSw/hxTmh57rjJs/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia+de+320635_207843385946824_100001634910026_585459_842035920_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8998511079892840176</id><published>2011-11-13T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T06:35:23.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xb48kLxsbY/Tr_h2gIcY0I/AAAAAAAABR0/TRDbU680bAA/s1600/ko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674502381964649282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xb48kLxsbY/Tr_h2gIcY0I/AAAAAAAABR0/TRDbU680bAA/s320/ko.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;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%;"&gt;O medo (de fazer planos) é normal quando você pretende ser feliz !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-8998511079892840176?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8998511079892840176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-medo-de-fazer-planos-e-normal-quando.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8998511079892840176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8998511079892840176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-medo-de-fazer-planos-e-normal-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xb48kLxsbY/Tr_h2gIcY0I/AAAAAAAABR0/TRDbU680bAA/s72-c/ko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-363815819428738925</id><published>2011-09-27T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:03:52.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Além</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w-CHGt7kbPc/ToKOWWCmZAI/AAAAAAAABRo/eM0f3q7miCQ/s1600/kopl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w-CHGt7kbPc/ToKOWWCmZAI/AAAAAAAABRo/eM0f3q7miCQ/s320/kopl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657240596455515138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As palavras vão muito além de uma simples fala.&lt;br /&gt;Elas podem construir uma coisa tanto quanto destruir.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;LG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-363815819428738925?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/363815819428738925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/09/alem.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/363815819428738925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/363815819428738925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/09/alem.html' title='Além'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w-CHGt7kbPc/ToKOWWCmZAI/AAAAAAAABRo/eM0f3q7miCQ/s72-c/kopl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6929942979860363963</id><published>2011-09-08T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T08:56:08.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns Vitorinha !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qb4ogwtpAu8/Tmjk-7V6AvI/AAAAAAAABRc/8DES0o-bgfw/s1600/70789.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qb4ogwtpAu8/Tmjk-7V6AvI/AAAAAAAABRc/8DES0o-bgfw/s320/70789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650017502268883698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIraZ9UwlgQ/Tmjiz9z24rI/AAAAAAAABRU/zNA0rpoflPY/s1600/11922844.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIraZ9UwlgQ/Tmjiz9z24rI/AAAAAAAABRU/zNA0rpoflPY/s320/11922844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650015114929562290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;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; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hoje eu não vou precisar ficar com medo de *saltar do ônibus*, pois é feriado e não tem aula.&lt;br /&gt;Logo mais o *rock vai bombar* e se de noite estiver alguns graus a menos, *usarei cachecol* e quem sabe um super *casaco gigante*.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;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; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;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*...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;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; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Será que tem algum *mineiro* curtindo a praiana daqui hoje e experimentando a nossa moqueca *sem óleo de dendê ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 8.5pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;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; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;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; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6929942979860363963?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6929942979860363963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/09/parabens-vitorinha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6929942979860363963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6929942979860363963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/09/parabens-vitorinha.html' title='Parabéns Vitorinha !!!'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qb4ogwtpAu8/Tmjk-7V6AvI/AAAAAAAABRc/8DES0o-bgfw/s72-c/70789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3293543860221931628</id><published>2011-08-02T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:55:10.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--H093syQJ1M/TjiOERsLktI/AAAAAAAABQ4/D9oiKtSKaaY/s1600/tumblr_lp2ak7dOtY1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--H093syQJ1M/TjiOERsLktI/AAAAAAAABQ4/D9oiKtSKaaY/s320/tumblr_lp2ak7dOtY1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636411137773507282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3293543860221931628?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3293543860221931628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3293543860221931628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3293543860221931628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/nao.html' title='Não'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--H093syQJ1M/TjiOERsLktI/AAAAAAAABQ4/D9oiKtSKaaY/s72-c/tumblr_lp2ak7dOtY1qzjggvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5919230631485255671</id><published>2011-07-10T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T07:38:07.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1BdVdr1AIo/Thm5EJfilUI/AAAAAAAABQY/BDXI3wUgsyo/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BDSC02056.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1BdVdr1AIo/Thm5EJfilUI/AAAAAAAABQY/BDXI3wUgsyo/s320/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BDSC02056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627732690294969666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiaiaiai, nem acredito !&lt;br /&gt;I'M FREEEEE \O\O\OO/O/O/&lt;br /&gt;Estou indo viajar e vocês ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umbeijo ;*&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5919230631485255671?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5919230631485255671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/ferias.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5919230631485255671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5919230631485255671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/ferias.html' title='Férias'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1BdVdr1AIo/Thm5EJfilUI/AAAAAAAABQY/BDXI3wUgsyo/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BDSC02056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6993783764541837771</id><published>2011-06-28T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:24:07.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E aí, será que você chega ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf6a0gvEQ_Q/TgpUF0yMG3I/AAAAAAAABP0/Ge5WPKICw3w/s1600/ferias_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf6a0gvEQ_Q/TgpUF0yMG3I/AAAAAAAABP0/Ge5WPKICw3w/s320/ferias_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623399543770717042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FÉRIAS !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6993783764541837771?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6993783764541837771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-ai-sera-que-voce-chega.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6993783764541837771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6993783764541837771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-ai-sera-que-voce-chega.html' title='E aí, será que você chega ??'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf6a0gvEQ_Q/TgpUF0yMG3I/AAAAAAAABP0/Ge5WPKICw3w/s72-c/ferias_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-647812603240739342</id><published>2011-06-20T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T14:32:25.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual vai ser sua atitude em relação a essa situação ?‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPC9giiiaHk/Tf-8RmzioQI/AAAAAAAABPM/ZCYc5k9IiWA/s1600/FILOSOFANDO-EDUCACAO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPC9giiiaHk/Tf-8RmzioQI/AAAAAAAABPM/ZCYc5k9IiWA/s320/FILOSOFANDO-EDUCACAO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620417870642192642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 13px; "&gt;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 ? &lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Um recado para os pais :  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;b style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;i style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt;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 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;( claro que existe exceções )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Qual o ponto de partida para essa 'situação' ser melhorada ?&lt;br /&gt;Será que podemos ajudar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-647812603240739342?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/647812603240739342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/qual-vai-ser-sua-atitude-em-relacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/647812603240739342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/647812603240739342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/qual-vai-ser-sua-atitude-em-relacao.html' title='Qual vai ser sua atitude em relação a essa situação ?‏'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPC9giiiaHk/Tf-8RmzioQI/AAAAAAAABPM/ZCYc5k9IiWA/s72-c/FILOSOFANDO-EDUCACAO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8683526454209205475</id><published>2011-05-28T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T15:03:23.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falando</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePfJi-KNSWg/TeFw1UBu_hI/AAAAAAAABOo/sMYXrhcSZXQ/s1600/DSC02397.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePfJi-KNSWg/TeFw1UBu_hI/AAAAAAAABOo/sMYXrhcSZXQ/s320/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611890671891709458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;com minhas palavras e sonhos não quero espantar ninguém, tenho e preciso saber quando e com quem falar '&lt;br /&gt;( mas aqui eu posso fazer o que quiser, é tudo meu )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-8683526454209205475?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8683526454209205475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/falando.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8683526454209205475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8683526454209205475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/falando.html' title='Falando'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePfJi-KNSWg/TeFw1UBu_hI/AAAAAAAABOo/sMYXrhcSZXQ/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7494764144545947903</id><published>2011-04-29T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T20:32:21.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 de Abril de 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WnOIYppRkg/TbuBTDJrruI/AAAAAAAABOQ/4jL1J8aeTS0/s1600/tumblr_lkfn88PaOh1qe5nu6o1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WnOIYppRkg/TbuBTDJrruI/AAAAAAAABOQ/4jL1J8aeTS0/s320/tumblr_lkfn88PaOh1qe5nu6o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601212725828759266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;continuo acreditando em contos de fadas. ele vai acontecer, mais cedo ou mais tarde, pra mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7494764144545947903?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7494764144545947903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/29-de-abril-de-2011_29.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7494764144545947903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7494764144545947903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/29-de-abril-de-2011_29.html' title='29 de Abril de 2011'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WnOIYppRkg/TbuBTDJrruI/AAAAAAAABOQ/4jL1J8aeTS0/s72-c/tumblr_lkfn88PaOh1qe5nu6o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6404838254968849915</id><published>2011-04-15T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T20:25:12.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A questão é que eu gosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nI-cJX5t8IQ/TakL9a0kggI/AAAAAAAABOI/JXyYJl2T1Ug/s1600/cats.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nI-cJX5t8IQ/TakL9a0kggI/AAAAAAAABOI/JXyYJl2T1Ug/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596017161784295938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre fui observadora.&lt;br /&gt;Consigo enxergar/decifrar/perceber &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;até o que eu não quero.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez isso seja um dom, ou não... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6404838254968849915?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6404838254968849915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/questao-e-que-eu-gosto.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6404838254968849915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6404838254968849915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/questao-e-que-eu-gosto.html' title='A questão é que eu gosto'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nI-cJX5t8IQ/TakL9a0kggI/AAAAAAAABOI/JXyYJl2T1Ug/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-323529678549829819</id><published>2011-03-25T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:08:05.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>então ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czlNgF8x0BA/TY0rxz0udrI/AAAAAAAABMc/8uCSWZmxUMM/s1600/tumblr_lhywuzBx0J1qd6zozo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czlNgF8x0BA/TY0rxz0udrI/AAAAAAAABMc/8uCSWZmxUMM/s320/tumblr_lhywuzBx0J1qd6zozo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588170847361595058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#A3A3A3"&gt;Chega uma época em que precisamos rever nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;color:#333333"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#A3A3A3"&gt;Precisamos nos livrar de coisas que nos fazem mal, precisamos melhorar aquele defeito, precisamos aparar as arestas, cuidar um pouco mais do jardim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#A3A3A3"&gt;Mas o que será que realmente nos faz mal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 12pt; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#A3A3A3"&gt;Talvez aquele defeito seja o que sustenta o seu edifício inteiro, mas que muita gente odeia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#A3A3A3"&gt;E pra que cuidar do jardim se você já não acredita mais nas borboletas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#A3A3A3"&gt;Aparar as arestas pode doer muito mais do que imaginamos ...&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-323529678549829819?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/323529678549829819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/entao.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/323529678549829819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/323529678549829819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/entao.html' title='então ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czlNgF8x0BA/TY0rxz0udrI/AAAAAAAABMc/8uCSWZmxUMM/s72-c/tumblr_lhywuzBx0J1qd6zozo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-9097625724260758870</id><published>2011-03-21T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T18:56:26.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKSl-I2L80w/TYgBXnjxfWI/AAAAAAAABLI/JkdkQw8MYUs/s1600/63902_471247879369_113714799369_5934925_3906976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKSl-I2L80w/TYgBXnjxfWI/AAAAAAAABLI/JkdkQw8MYUs/s320/63902_471247879369_113714799369_5934925_3906976_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586716843020746082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um outro mundo. Estranho, mas eu gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Sabedoria e disposição.&lt;br /&gt;Foco ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-9097625724260758870?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9097625724260758870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/now.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/9097625724260758870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/9097625724260758870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/now.html' title='Now'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKSl-I2L80w/TYgBXnjxfWI/AAAAAAAABLI/JkdkQw8MYUs/s72-c/63902_471247879369_113714799369_5934925_3906976_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4088655883514700567</id><published>2011-02-21T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:10:09.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-fQ-zNeUrA/TWL-nI-AecI/AAAAAAAABJ8/I-63YFxHuM8/s1600/p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-fQ-zNeUrA/TWL-nI-AecI/AAAAAAAABJ8/I-63YFxHuM8/s320/p.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576299237014010306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Começo de uma nova e maravilhosa fase.&lt;br /&gt;Realização de um sonho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-4088655883514700567?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4088655883514700567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/start.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4088655883514700567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4088655883514700567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/start.html' title='Start.'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-fQ-zNeUrA/TWL-nI-AecI/AAAAAAAABJ8/I-63YFxHuM8/s72-c/p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1007406804933818591</id><published>2011-02-09T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:33:21.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TVKlJ3Clh4I/AAAAAAAABJs/WquFZrcUgnE/s1600/tumblr_l02u83eBoN1qa6fjno1_400_large.jpg.scaled500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TVKlJ3Clh4I/AAAAAAAABJs/WquFZrcUgnE/s320/tumblr_l02u83eBoN1qa6fjno1_400_large.jpg.scaled500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571697277822928770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nem tudo que dá certo é certo ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1007406804933818591?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1007406804933818591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/x.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1007406804933818591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1007406804933818591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/x.html' title=';x'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TVKlJ3Clh4I/AAAAAAAABJs/WquFZrcUgnE/s72-c/tumblr_l02u83eBoN1qa6fjno1_400_large.jpg.scaled500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1366419027815882063</id><published>2011-02-02T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T17:55:52.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TUoLESpa50I/AAAAAAAABJk/_HI11WvY7EU/s1600/porc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TUoLESpa50I/AAAAAAAABJk/_HI11WvY7EU/s320/porc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569276057549989698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;hora de tentar algo novo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1366419027815882063?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1366419027815882063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/hehehe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1366419027815882063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1366419027815882063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/hehehe.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TUoLESpa50I/AAAAAAAABJk/_HI11WvY7EU/s72-c/porc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-9213224581338502400</id><published>2011-01-28T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:06:00.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TUMSp1YT_4I/AAAAAAAABJY/Aej6NBFHzLY/s1600/tumblr_lc7lo2r63Y1qeuh62o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TUMSp1YT_4I/AAAAAAAABJY/Aej6NBFHzLY/s320/tumblr_lc7lo2r63Y1qeuh62o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567314074273054594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Precisamos estravasar.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ninguémédeferro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-9213224581338502400?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9213224581338502400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/9213224581338502400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/9213224581338502400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_28.html' title=';)'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TUMSp1YT_4I/AAAAAAAABJY/Aej6NBFHzLY/s72-c/tumblr_lc7lo2r63Y1qeuh62o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7643610505598321838</id><published>2011-01-25T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T00:48:43.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TT6N-T-13NI/AAAAAAAABJA/iJKxp3eB5pA/s1600/180332_135742259823604_100001634910026_229783_6131297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TT6N-T-13NI/AAAAAAAABJA/iJKxp3eB5pA/s320/180332_135742259823604_100001634910026_229783_6131297_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566042291131768018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/1241054011644491114-7643610505598321838?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7643610505598321838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7643610505598321838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7643610505598321838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/20.html' title='2.0'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TT6N-T-13NI/AAAAAAAABJA/iJKxp3eB5pA/s72-c/180332_135742259823604_100001634910026_229783_6131297_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5424027024974368544</id><published>2011-01-07T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T17:10:13.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>: )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TSe5WXxvbII/AAAAAAAABH4/CMRC1feg5Vw/s1600/tumblr_leoc4honoU1qcabpk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TSe5WXxvbII/AAAAAAAABH4/CMRC1feg5Vw/s320/tumblr_leoc4honoU1qcabpk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559616059003071618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                                   amor próprio é ser feliz consigo mesma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5424027024974368544?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5424027024974368544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5424027024974368544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5424027024974368544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=': )'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TSe5WXxvbII/AAAAAAAABH4/CMRC1feg5Vw/s72-c/tumblr_leoc4honoU1qcabpk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7442394590950026258</id><published>2011-01-01T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T16:14:39.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejos para 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TR_DYLLekII/AAAAAAAABHg/tY-9I_SSsJQ/s1600/psicologia%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TR_ACe8vWMI/AAAAAAAABGY/BEyqHioPTto/s320/adora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557371614098577602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TR-_1PqNjII/AAAAAAAABGQ/TZ_rQks2F-4/s1600/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TR-_1PqNjII/AAAAAAAABGQ/TZ_rQks2F-4/s320/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557371386656033922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TR-_qmUyLzI/AAAAAAAABGI/IsceXi0GYgg/s1600/9100amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TR-_qmUyLzI/AAAAAAAABGI/IsceXi0GYgg/s320/9100amor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557371203761614642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7442394590950026258?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7442394590950026258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/desejos-para-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7442394590950026258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7442394590950026258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/desejos-para-2011.html' title='Desejos para 2011'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TR_DYLLekII/AAAAAAAABHg/tY-9I_SSsJQ/s72-c/psicologia%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7316710663096370644</id><published>2010-12-14T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:16:03.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TQfAmxbGI7I/AAAAAAAABE0/vSBZ2MS7FQ8/s1600/escolhas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TQfAmxbGI7I/AAAAAAAABE0/vSBZ2MS7FQ8/s320/escolhas1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550616838091973554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a todo momento fazemos escolhas.&lt;br /&gt;desde a hora em que acordamos até a hora em que&lt;br /&gt;deitamos para dormir.&lt;br /&gt;mas chega uma época  em que turbilhões de coisas decidem acontecer&lt;br /&gt;e o mais provável a se fazer é ESCOLHER.&lt;br /&gt;nas decisões/escolhas ganhamos e/ou perdemos...&lt;br /&gt;um joguinho, né ? #medo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt; erguida e sem pensar que escolheu errado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;tudo tem um lado bom e outro ruim. na vida se ganha e se perde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;escolhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;. (yn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7316710663096370644?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7316710663096370644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-time.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7316710663096370644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7316710663096370644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-time.html' title='All the time.'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TQfAmxbGI7I/AAAAAAAABE0/vSBZ2MS7FQ8/s72-c/escolhas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1875242746301258456</id><published>2010-12-09T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:10:04.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TQFFJRgic5I/AAAAAAAABEo/HpTdgx8OQDE/s1600/dsc_0126_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TQFFJRgic5I/AAAAAAAABEo/HpTdgx8OQDE/s320/dsc_0126_std.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548792241518179218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de alguns minutos de conversa ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele : E você, como você está ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ela : Estou bem ... ( um suspiro profundo ) Esperando o meu momento de ser feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E um olhar apaixonado aconteceu entre os dois que já não estavam mais juntos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma noite estrelada, uma lua que brilhava como se ela, a lua, soubesse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e sentisse aquele amor que de certa forma acabou por bobeiras, na casinha fofa da &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;árvore do sítio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1241054011644491114-1875242746301258456?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1875242746301258456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/casinha.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1875242746301258456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1875242746301258456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/casinha.html' title='Casinha'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TQFFJRgic5I/AAAAAAAABEo/HpTdgx8OQDE/s72-c/dsc_0126_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7704896112269506898</id><published>2010-12-08T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T06:07:47.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>???!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TP-QtYr5mdI/AAAAAAAABEg/Lwn0JNsgK_c/s1600/IMG0203A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TP-QtYr5mdI/AAAAAAAABEg/Lwn0JNsgK_c/s320/IMG0203A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548312375338834386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não sei ... É, eu não sei !&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabe.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém NUNCA vai saber, do que ou o que ou porquê ...&lt;br /&gt;E pra que saber também, não faz diferença nenhuma -&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;talvez- &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja melhor assim, talvez seja estranho pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas como tudo tem seu limite, eu cheguei no meu.&lt;br /&gt;Deixe a vida se encarregar de fazer quase tudo, deixe a vida se preocupar com quase tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só viva&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7704896112269506898?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7704896112269506898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7704896112269506898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7704896112269506898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='???!'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TP-QtYr5mdI/AAAAAAAABEg/Lwn0JNsgK_c/s72-c/IMG0203A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4514447664592936147</id><published>2010-11-14T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T18:39:04.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Três Letras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TOCcsZStFsI/AAAAAAAABDs/J773lshwldM/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BIMG0187A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TOCcsZStFsI/AAAAAAAABDs/J773lshwldM/s320/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BIMG0187A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539599828183226050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele vem ...&lt;br /&gt;E no começo tentamos resistir, mas sabe como é, né ?&lt;br /&gt;É mais forte do que qualquer força que possuímos.&lt;br /&gt;Se tentar esquecer, parece que cresce mais.&lt;br /&gt;O melhor (ou pior) é fingir que tudo está bem quando ele, na verdade,&lt;br /&gt;se torna aquela ervilha debaixo dos colchões ...&lt;br /&gt;Resistir pra quê ? Se no final todo mundo morre de amores...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-4514447664592936147?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4514447664592936147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/tres-letras.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4514447664592936147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4514447664592936147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/tres-letras.html' title='Três Letras'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TOCcsZStFsI/AAAAAAAABDs/J773lshwldM/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BIMG0187A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-2375099806154559135</id><published>2010-11-02T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:58:03.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um tempo pra mim ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TNA-kT2huvI/AAAAAAAABDk/8r_dLgKOlNc/s1600/ed81b456ac49d34cd380cd5222f1aca62fcdb419.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TNA-kT2huvI/AAAAAAAABDk/8r_dLgKOlNc/s320/ed81b456ac49d34cd380cd5222f1aca62fcdb419.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534992735563528946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;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;&lt;br /&gt;tempo, tempo, tempo ... tempo de esperar !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-2375099806154559135?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2375099806154559135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/um-tempo-pra-mim.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2375099806154559135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2375099806154559135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/um-tempo-pra-mim.html' title='Um tempo pra mim ....'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TNA-kT2huvI/AAAAAAAABDk/8r_dLgKOlNc/s72-c/ed81b456ac49d34cd380cd5222f1aca62fcdb419.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-486048014990007396</id><published>2010-10-06T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:30:46.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TK09mYNt8BI/AAAAAAAABDY/Y4pddFaWDGE/s1600/tumblr_l7wbeayIDm1qzgo4uo1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TK09mYNt8BI/AAAAAAAABDY/Y4pddFaWDGE/s320/tumblr_l7wbeayIDm1qzgo4uo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525140047397777426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TK09Wpo1StI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ILSJrSyOgvs/s1600/tumblr_l5tvpdbzhu1qb1yjpo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TK09Wpo1StI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ILSJrSyOgvs/s320/tumblr_l5tvpdbzhu1qb1yjpo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525139777197001426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;não deixe que pequenas derrotas te abalem.&lt;br /&gt;lute com todas as suas forças até obter algum resultado,&lt;br /&gt;seja ele qual for.&lt;br /&gt;uma derrota segue junto com uma vitória.&lt;br /&gt;espere, lute, confie, cresça e vença !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1241054011644491114-486048014990007396?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/486048014990007396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-deixe-que-pequenas-derrotas-te.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/486048014990007396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/486048014990007396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/nao-deixe-que-pequenas-derrotas-te.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TK09mYNt8BI/AAAAAAAABDY/Y4pddFaWDGE/s72-c/tumblr_l7wbeayIDm1qzgo4uo1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1154602892775881622</id><published>2010-10-01T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T09:37:03.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandy Leah - Manuscrito ( cd )'/><title type='text'>- E agora ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKYLIebXThI/AAAAAAAABC0/uQNZik8w7Wk/s1600/Sandy-Leah-225x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKYLIebXThI/AAAAAAAABC0/uQNZik8w7Wk/s320/Sandy-Leah-225x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523114233251188242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dias iguais&lt;br /&gt;Azuis, vermelhos,&lt;br /&gt;Frios dias sem paz&lt;br /&gt;De espera ' &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sandy Leah - Dias Iguais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentir pode doer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorrir pode esconder,&lt;br /&gt;Viver tem suas mortes,&lt;br /&gt;Aceito  os meios pra alcançar o fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sandy Leah - Duras Pedras&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não há&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sensação melhor&lt;br /&gt;Não há&lt;br /&gt;Sinto estar&lt;br /&gt;Perdida e salva&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de ser tão claro&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo entender&lt;br /&gt;E apesar de ser tão  imenso ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sandy Leah - Perdida e Salva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tudo vem acontecendo de uma forma tão inesperada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sei os propósitos, muito menos os motivos, mas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt; quero &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;deixar tudo simplesmente ... humm ... acontecer. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deixar as inseguranças de lado e ... e ... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SONHAR / VIVER&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1154602892775881622?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1154602892775881622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-agora.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1154602892775881622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1154602892775881622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-agora.html' title='- E agora ?!'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKYLIebXThI/AAAAAAAABC0/uQNZik8w7Wk/s72-c/Sandy-Leah-225x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-240541469060172206</id><published>2010-09-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T20:08:25.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelúcias Bizarros</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Uma amiga me mandou o link de um site(blog) onde encontrei esses bichinhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;adoráveis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;e resolvi postar alguns aqui ... um mais fofo que o outro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC_OJXP7bI/AAAAAAAAA-A/nGM9ocgCRfU/s1600/pelucias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC_OJXP7bI/AAAAAAAAA-A/nGM9ocgCRfU/s320/pelucias.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521623392908733874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC_OJXP7bI/AAAAAAAAA-A/nGM9ocgCRfU/s1600/pelucias.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-5VegdRI/AAAAAAAAA94/GqNVflpT-TE/s1600/Domo+%E2%80%93+Ilha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-5VegdRI/AAAAAAAAA94/GqNVflpT-TE/s320/Domo+%E2%80%93+Ilha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521623035383149842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          Domo - Ilha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-wxdMGTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/cTUGx29FLXk/s1600/Pel%C3%BAcia+da+Hello+Kitty+Com+alto+Falante+para+Ipod+%E2%80%93+Carnes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-wxdMGTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/cTUGx29FLXk/s320/Pel%C3%BAcia+da+Hello+Kitty+Com+alto+Falante+para+Ipod+%E2%80%93+Carnes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521622888274991410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Pelúcia da Hello Kitty com alto falante para Ipod - Carnes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-i6nld2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/e1GTQHzWskQ/s1600/Personagens+do+Pacman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-i6nld2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/e1GTQHzWskQ/s320/Personagens+do+Pacman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521622650216347490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                               Personagens do Pacman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-TdxGagI/AAAAAAAAA9g/vfBFFfUs6S4/s1600/Gl%C3%B3bulos+Brancos+%E2%80%93+Gl%C3%B3bulos+Vermelhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-TdxGagI/AAAAAAAAA9g/vfBFFfUs6S4/s320/Gl%C3%B3bulos+Brancos+%E2%80%93+Gl%C3%B3bulos+Vermelhos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521622384773589506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Glóbulos Brancos e Vermelhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-DGMkbwI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/WWL6D83tFeU/s1600/Godzilla+%E2%80%93+Bal%C3%B5es+de+Fala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC-DGMkbwI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/WWL6D83tFeU/s320/Godzilla+%E2%80%93+Bal%C3%B5es+de+Fala.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521622103568445186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Dragão - Falas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC9zd0DMoI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/E9lx8ja0sLc/s1600/A+Temida+Gripe+Su%C3%ADna+%E2%80%93+Toxoplasmose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC9zd0DMoI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/E9lx8ja0sLc/s320/A+Temida+Gripe+Su%C3%ADna+%E2%80%93+Toxoplasmose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521621835030147714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Gripe Suína e Toxoplasmose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC9NAFN6kI/AAAAAAAAA9I/fOPO03lEYJ4/s1600/pipi+e+coc%C3%B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC9NAFN6kI/AAAAAAAAA9I/fOPO03lEYJ4/s320/pipi+e+coc%C3%B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521621174214060610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Xixi e Cocô ( o menos esperado kkkkkkkk )&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja mais : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bymarina.com.br/2010/03/16/tendencia-pelucias-bizarros/"&gt;http://bymarina.com.br/2010/03/16/tendencia-pelucias-bizarros/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-240541469060172206?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/240541469060172206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/09/pelucias-bizarros.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/240541469060172206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/240541469060172206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/09/pelucias-bizarros.html' title='Pelúcias Bizarros'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TKC_OJXP7bI/AAAAAAAAA-A/nGM9ocgCRfU/s72-c/pelucias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8159031490249616804</id><published>2010-09-17T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T13:34:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha primeira aula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TJPJk0PdFfI/AAAAAAAAA8o/CTkjw1rbYdQ/s1600/mulher-dirigindo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TJPJk0PdFfI/AAAAAAAAA8o/CTkjw1rbYdQ/s320/mulher-dirigindo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517975602794927602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje, 17 de setembro de 2010, EU, LUANA GUIMARÃES, 19 ANOS, tive a minha primeira aula de direção.&lt;br /&gt;Desde segunda-feira fiquei muito ansiosa com a chegada desse grande dia que por sinal foi tenso.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tinha pegado na direção, ou melhor, nunca tinha dirigido de verdade ... só uma vez que fui em um super terreno baldio e fiquei acelerando e curvando um pouquinho, mas pra mim não foi muita coisa ( meu pai me fez chorar sem parar durando terríveis minutos no banco de trás me fazendo sentir a pior pessoa do mundo ) .&lt;br /&gt;Só que HOJE HOJE HOJE HOJE, eu tinha um instrutor e uma 'rua'  de verdade. - TENSO -&lt;br /&gt;Fui pra auto-escola e fiquei esperando o Diego, meu instrutor, chegar. Ele chegou e logo fomos para a tarde que eu nunca mais irei esquecer ...&lt;br /&gt;Entramos no carro e rodamos por onde eu moro, até que chegamos em uma rua mais tranquila e então ele foi me explicar algumas coisinhas básicas de dentro do veículo, né !? Daí chegou o grande momento -EU PASSAR PRO BANCO DO MOTORISTA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gente, eu acho que nunca tremi tanto na minha vida, nunca sentir tanto medo+ansiedade+vontadedechorar tudo de uma vez só, kkk ...&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos eu conseguir fazer o carro andar, e fui toda toda até a hora de passar a marcha ... MUITO TENSO ... tem que ter uma sincrônia que só Jesus vai me dar daqui algum tempo.&lt;br /&gt;E tira o pé daqui e coloca ali, passa a marcha e só olha pra frente e continua em linha reta mais a direita ... GENTE, eu só uma só !&lt;br /&gt;O carro morreu umas quinhentas vezes porque  não conseguia de jeito nenhum tirar o pé&lt;br /&gt;da embreagem devagar e junto apertar de leve o acelerador. Tenho mais 18 aulas pela frente, até lá eu já conseguir, certo ?! HAHAHAHAHA E quando isso acontecia, eu chorava ... sim, eu chorei e o Diego ficava rindo de mim :(&lt;br /&gt;E quando vinha carro, caminhão, bicicleta, moto, pessoas ... eu achava que todos iam passar&lt;br /&gt;por cima, JURO ... eu achando que a pressão já tinha acabado, me deparo com uma ladeira ... EU TENHO MEDO DE MORRO E PONTE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;E eu juro que eu nunca vi uma ladeira tão ladeira na minha vida, era pequena, mas ficou inclinada&lt;br /&gt;na hora e eu parei o carro dizendo que não ia conseguir e chorei mais um cadim... mas eu tive que tentar subir aquele trem e lá fui eu, linda e tremendo, mas deu tudo certo.&lt;br /&gt;Foi praticamente isso, tenho mais uns dias pra chorar, ficar nervosa, deixar o carro morrer, xiii ... mil coisas ....  mas que daqui a uns anos eu vou rir mais do que eu já estou agora, isso eu tenho certeza ... PAKSOPKAPOSKAOPKSKKKKKKKKKKKKAOKSPOAKSPOKAPOSKKKK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-8159031490249616804?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8159031490249616804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/09/minha-primeira-aula.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8159031490249616804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8159031490249616804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/09/minha-primeira-aula.html' title='Minha primeira aula'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TJPJk0PdFfI/AAAAAAAAA8o/CTkjw1rbYdQ/s72-c/mulher-dirigindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-922525421355214496</id><published>2010-07-30T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:20:12.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faça o que precisa ser feito.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TFMIFnbdQ5I/AAAAAAAAA7k/VHeaDTeORcY/s1600/kkggk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TFMIFnbdQ5I/AAAAAAAAA7k/VHeaDTeORcY/s320/kkggk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499748462526022546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quando menos esperamos, estamos em uma situação meio que confusa.&lt;br /&gt;Esses últimos dias têm sido bastante conturbados pra mim. Tudo o que acontece ao redor, faz com que as minhas certezas escorram pelo ralo.&lt;br /&gt;Fiz uma coisa que precisava ser feita, mas que não gostaria. Mas de qualquer forma estou 'realizada' com a minha atitude, afinal se eu não fizer jus as minhas palavras, quem irá fazer por mim ?!&lt;br /&gt;Mas saibam que não é fácil fazer o que é certo na maioria das vezes, só é preciso. Querendo ou não uma big recompensa vem pela frente, assim espero (não que eu faça tudo certo pra poder ser beneficiada), é que a consciência pesa, sabe ? Mentir nunca foi meu forte, e isso é uma benção, certo? RSRSRSRS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-922525421355214496?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/922525421355214496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/faca-o-que-precisa-ser-feito.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/922525421355214496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/922525421355214496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/faca-o-que-precisa-ser-feito.html' title='Faça o que precisa ser feito.'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TFMIFnbdQ5I/AAAAAAAAA7k/VHeaDTeORcY/s72-c/kkggk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4610758296440385691</id><published>2010-07-24T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:00:37.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noite do Pijama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TEvRaVlAWDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/r5yJCb_IaGk/s1600/lkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TEvRaVlAWDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/r5yJCb_IaGk/s320/lkl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497718020534982706" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De sexta pra sábado (23/07-24/07), minhas amigas e eu dormimos juntas. Fazemos isso desde quase sempre.Viramos a noite conversando, comendo, rindo, brincando, mongoloizando etc e tal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas depois que cada uma foi pra sua casa eu percebi umas coisinhas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1° nossas opniões estão cada dia se tornando mais diferentes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2° estamos crescendo muito rápido;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3° cada uma completa a outra de uma forma inexplicável;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como todos sabem, ninguém é igual a ninguém e Deus fez cada um de uma maneira pra ser especial aqui na Terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando eu olho pra trás e vejo tudo o que vivemos juntas, me bate uma saudade tão grande e um orgulho também, por saber que até hoje todas elas evoluíram muito e ainda estão firmes na &lt;i&gt;palavra&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu tenho aprendido muito com cada uma, e isso eu vivo falando diretamente ou indiretamente, rs. Aprendo com os erros, acertos, com os puxões de orelhas, com as lágrimas e sorrisos delas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É incrível como Deus age em nossas vidas.É uma passando por uma situação que acaba fortalecendo a outra que ajuda a outra e assim sucessivamente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinceramente, é uma ligação tão inexplicável e tão linda de se viver ...&lt;br /&gt;Sei que o Senhor tem muito mais pra gente, mas só o que Ele nos deu até aqui, é o suficiente&lt;br /&gt;para ver o quanto Ele é maravilhoso e misericordioso comigo e com as meninas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Em &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;todo tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt; ama o amigo e para a hora da &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;angústia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt; nasce um &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;irmão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;" &lt;/i&gt;(Prov 17:17 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-4610758296440385691?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4610758296440385691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/noite-do-pijama.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4610758296440385691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4610758296440385691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/noite-do-pijama.html' title='Noite do Pijama'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TEvRaVlAWDI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/r5yJCb_IaGk/s72-c/lkl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6047542763078096293</id><published>2010-07-19T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T20:44:19.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Dia do Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TEUUD3Y5p3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/TRKyAhkoIlA/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TEUUD3Y5p3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/TRKyAhkoIlA/s320/page.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495820976916113266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;EU AMO CADA UM. OBRIGADA POR TUDO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Galera do blog, posso considerar vcs meus amigos também, pois sempre estão me dando força através dos comentários. Obrigada :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6047542763078096293?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6047542763078096293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/feliz-dia-do-amigo.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6047542763078096293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6047542763078096293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/feliz-dia-do-amigo.html' title='Feliz Dia do Amigo'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TEUUD3Y5p3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/TRKyAhkoIlA/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3244196635481743181</id><published>2010-07-02T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:50:24.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>não sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TC6kjRJdQ-I/AAAAAAAAA54/JzHKU1Rf6ck/s1600/menina9if.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TC6kjRJdQ-I/AAAAAAAAA54/JzHKU1Rf6ck/s200/menina9if.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489505921616659426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;os hormônios gritam por morte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a mente diz que é preciso estravazar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o coração pede paz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e eu só quero sabedoria,direção e rumo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turbilhões, tempestades, erupções e &lt;i&gt;breus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;tudo acontece ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dúvidas, confusões ... complicações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apenas saiu.sem nexo.&lt;br /&gt;leiam o post debaixo e comentem nele, por favor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3244196635481743181?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3244196635481743181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/nao-sei.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3244196635481743181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3244196635481743181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/nao-sei.html' title='não sei'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TC6kjRJdQ-I/AAAAAAAAA54/JzHKU1Rf6ck/s72-c/menina9if.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8489893348327410198</id><published>2010-06-30T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:51:33.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garota Formosa + Amor Próprio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCvmiUUWU5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/s6xZMkgLEN0/s1600/RJ+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCvmiUUWU5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/s6xZMkgLEN0/s320/RJ+015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488734048125080466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, eu já te disse que ele vai ser seu, só ESPERE mais um pouco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era isso que a tormentava todas os dias, todas as horas, todas as noites e principalmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quando pensava em desistir dele, ou melhor, do seu futuro amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde quando o conheceu, viu em seu olhar algo diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os dias se passavam e o coração batia cada vez mais forte toda vez que o via. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certo dia, depois de muitas orações, não aguentando mais as 'dúvidas' ela decidiu se declarar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E aí? O que acham que aconteceu? Aham, isso mesmo, ele disse que não gostava dela. O que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ela fez ? Chorou 2 semanas, quase parou de comer pra sempre, pensou que Deus não a amava mais e tinha mentido pra ela. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sempre achei que sofrer por amor era normal, mas não pra tanto ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conversei muito sério com ela, falei que Deus tinha um propósito pra tudo, que os dois podiam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não estar preparados pra um namoro agora e tudo mais. Só que ela super teimosa começou a dizer ' ele não me ama, pq eu sou &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gorda, pq eu sou assim e assado' ... Então eu fui percebendo que ela não atraía as coisas boas pra si, pois o que lhe faltava era ... rs ... AMOR PRÓPRIO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu quero te fazer uma pergunta, posso? Então, VOCÊ SE AMA ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muitas pessoas dizem que sim, e o resto diz sei lá ou até um talvez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amar a si próprio, é um tanto que complicado, falo isso por experiência própria sabe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É uma luta de cada dia, me olhar no espelho e ver mais defeitos do que qualidades. Mas eu espero que um dia eu consiga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amar até aquele detalhe indesejável, porque aí sim eu poderei deixar as pessoas me amarem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu vi um filme hoje ' Garota Formosa ' onde 2 das 3 protagonistas do filme eram gordinhas e é uma história bem interessante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesse filme eu escutei as seguintes frases ' quando você menos esperar, vai acontecer e você vai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lembrar de mim e vai dar um belo sorriso' e a outra era mais ou menos assim ' eu esperei você se amar,descobrir quem você era pra você vir ao meu encontro .. eu estava esperando por você ' ... Adivinha quem começou a chorar nessa útima frase ? Adiiivinhou.... EUUU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prometi pra mim que vou me amar, pelo menos tentar ... porque eu digo que me amo, mas cada dia que passa eu vejo que isso não é verdade e só irei saber que se tornou verdadeiro quando eu enfrentar o espelho e dizer :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-SIM, TUDO ISSO AQUI FOI DEUS QUE FEZ, E MUITO BEM FEITO... NÃO É POR NADA NÃO EMM, MAS EU SOU LINDA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu vou conseguir ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ame, se cuide, se valorize, você é linda(o), DEUS TE FEZ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1241054011644491114-8489893348327410198?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8489893348327410198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/garota-formosa-amor-proprio.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8489893348327410198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8489893348327410198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/garota-formosa-amor-proprio.html' title='Garota Formosa + Amor Próprio'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCvmiUUWU5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/s6xZMkgLEN0/s72-c/RJ+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8986354118375329765</id><published>2010-06-21T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:34:39.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Últimos dias ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCAfcD4ZS1I/AAAAAAAAA00/1oyZCJocq18/s1600/208426937_018a00b9f7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCAfcD4ZS1I/AAAAAAAAA00/1oyZCJocq18/s400/208426937_018a00b9f7_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485418913075907410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCAcluLE8lI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Yco8AVzwXB8/s1600/louca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCAcluLE8lI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Yco8AVzwXB8/s400/louca.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485415780512494162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá, como vai você ? RS.&lt;br /&gt;Bom galera nessas últimas semanas muitas coisas boas tem acontecido na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Depois do &lt;i&gt;LIVE&lt;/i&gt;, que foi onde eu realmente fiz alguns propósitos com Deus, nossa ...&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho me sentindo muita mais próxima do Senhor, tenho me sentindo como se tudo fosse uma grande festa, sabe ? Parece que eu acabei de batizar ...&lt;br /&gt;Estou enfrentando minhas vergonhas de poder adorar livrermente, sabe ? Aquelas coisas de levantar as mãos, fechar os olhos, colocar a mão no coração, chorar muiiiito na presença de Deus, clamar... Era meio que 'bobeiirinhas' da minha parte, mas Deus sabe do meu esforço.&lt;br /&gt;Durante um bom tempo eu me sentia muito forçada a fazer as coisas de Deus, como se aquele&lt;br /&gt;amor que arde no nosso peito quando realmente entregamos nossa vida a Ele, simplesmente fosse porque eu queria que estivesse lá. Parecia que estava lendo a bíblia e orando por obrigação, era muito ruim sentir aquilo ... Eu pedi e clamei profundamente para que Deus tirasse toda essa angústia do meu coração e então quando eu realmente percebi o que havia de errado em mim, Deus transformou todo o sentimento ruim em AMOR VERDADEIRO ( novamente ). Fiquei tão feliz ... ESTOU FELIZ !&lt;br /&gt;Ver as promessas de Deus se cumprinnnndo na minha vida, do jeitinho que Ele mesmo me falou tem feito eu realmente querer adorar e glorificar... Mas eu sei que não estou aqui só pra ter as tais bençãos e sim para ter a SALVAÇÃO.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, algumas propóstas dentro da igreja estão surgindo pra mim e creio com todaaa a minha certeza que é Deus quem está colocando nas minhas mãos e sei que Ele vai me capacitar cada dia mais pra executá-las.O meu dom está totalmente consagrado a Deus e eu agradeço todos os dias da minha vida por isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom, isso estava intalado aqui na minha garrrganta alguns dias, e mesmo com todo esse cansaço me consumindo, hoje tomei coragem e vim ecrever. Espero estar abençoando a vida de cada pessoa que ler este post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UmBeijinhu!!!&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/1241054011644491114-8986354118375329765?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8986354118375329765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/ultimos-dias.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8986354118375329765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8986354118375329765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/ultimos-dias.html' title='Últimos dias ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TCAfcD4ZS1I/AAAAAAAAA00/1oyZCJocq18/s72-c/208426937_018a00b9f7_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-2049243535170853596</id><published>2010-06-06T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:40:35.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TAvOLRueBOI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5wdzHXgPwF4/s1600/Liveeee+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TAvOLRueBOI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5wdzHXgPwF4/s400/Liveeee+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479700064758531298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi &lt;b&gt;PERFEITO&lt;/b&gt; ! Só isso !&lt;br /&gt;3 dias de muito unção, aprendizagem, pessoa novas, louvores novos,&lt;br /&gt;fotos, choro, risadas, pulando, dançando e adorando ao único Deus !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ano que vem ? euuu chego lá ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem fotos no meu orkut ( destrancado )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Album?uid=13424022517365689900&amp;amp;aid=1275492159"&gt;http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Album?uid=13424022517365689900&amp;amp;aid=1275492159&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEIJO !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-2049243535170853596?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2049243535170853596/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/live-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2049243535170853596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2049243535170853596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/live-2010.html' title='LIVE 2010'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/TAvOLRueBOI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5wdzHXgPwF4/s72-c/Liveeee+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-2915510967270848393</id><published>2010-05-23T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:05:33.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosa de Saron - Ilha Acústico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S_lgG3EKzrI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ptukvdTNp7E/s1600/ROSA+DE+SARON+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S_lgG3EKzrI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ptukvdTNp7E/s400/ROSA+DE+SARON+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474512493022465714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, vou relatar o meu 1° show do Rosa de Saron+Ilha Acústico enquanto as lembranças estão frescas aqui na memória.&lt;br /&gt;Conheci o Rosa através de um amigo, e foi logo depois de um show deles ano passado, que&lt;br /&gt;por sinal deve ter sido o mais perfeito também ...&lt;br /&gt;Logo quando soube do show deste ano não tinha nenhuma noooção das músicas do novo cd e de como o Gui estava fisicamente, mas já imaginava que estaria muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;Foi então que na mesma hora começei a proucurar o cd &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;HORIZONTE DISTANTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; ... baixei e morri 50 vezes e voltei - MARAVILHOSO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Comprei o ingresso 2 dias antes do show e até então 'não' sabia com quem iria.O sábado chegou, fui pra escola de manhã e não consegui prestar atenção nas aulas pois estava desesperada pensando na blusa e na bolsa que não tinha e a companhia era o menos importante[mentira] kk.&lt;br /&gt;As horas foi passando, o frio na barriga aumentando e nada do cel tocar ... enfim, quaase na hora&lt;br /&gt;de ir, eis que uma benção surgiu e eu só sei que não fui sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;Antes de tudo falei pros dois ' EU TENHO QUE TIRAR FOTO NAQUELE LUGAR ', e claro que&lt;br /&gt;eles riram de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Chegando lá, eu já começei com meu gritinhos e pulinhos e pagando miquinhos ...&lt;br /&gt;Entreguei o ingresso e depois a segurança veio me revistar ... acho que ela gostou ou ficou com inveja, afinal eu sou muito gostosa ! :D ZUERAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Entrei, olhei, respirei e quase chorei ... EU ESTAVA NO ILHA, BROTHER ... tá tá tá ' olha a demente que nunca foi no Ilha' ... e daí ? nunca tinha ido mesmo --'&lt;br /&gt;Que emoção minha gente, que emoção !&lt;br /&gt;No começo não tinha muitas pessoas, mas foi dando 21hrs por aí e eu não conseguia me mexer.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha um isuportável que ficava pra lá e pra se enfiando onde não cabia um limão.Alguns minutos antes deles entrarem, eu não sei o que aconteceu que dava até pra eu da um rodadinha, ó que legal, né ?!&lt;br /&gt;Gente quando o GUI entrou eu nunca vi tanta gente se matar de gritar ... FUI UMA DELAS&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk .... gente ... gennnnnnnnnnte .... FOI O MELHOR SHOW DA MINHA VIDA e eu falo sério ! Cantaram algumas músicas do novo cd, do velho e a que todo mundo sabe, Sem Você.Nessa hora liguei pra minha amiga e ela ficou escutando, feliz da vida ...&lt;br /&gt;Foi irado.Uma galera chorando, altos casais e eu lá ... uhulll ROSA DE SARON ~~'&lt;br /&gt;Podeira ter tentado entrar no camarin, mas estava cansada, suada, rouca só que feliz !&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais delongas ... meu pai buscou meus amigos e eu ... tirei as fotinhas que queria lá&lt;br /&gt;e estou aqui na espera delas no site :]&lt;br /&gt;Umbeijoeumqueijo ! !! ! ! ! ! ! !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAH ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-2915510967270848393?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2915510967270848393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/05/rosa-de-saron-ilha-acustico.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2915510967270848393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2915510967270848393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/05/rosa-de-saron-ilha-acustico.html' title='Rosa de Saron - Ilha Acústico'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S_lgG3EKzrI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ptukvdTNp7E/s72-c/ROSA+DE+SARON+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8822616277246985997</id><published>2010-05-13T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T09:07:47.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Últimas semanas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S-wh9aaw78I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kT-X5azT2dc/s1600/anonovo2010+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S-wh9aaw78I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kT-X5azT2dc/s400/anonovo2010+115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470784986295627714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus tem feito maravilhas na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Eu reclamo, eu choro, eu grito, o ânimo some, mas eu sei que Ele sempre está aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Nessas últimas semanas o encontro de vários sentimentos e situações confusas, tem me deixado louca &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;rs,&lt;/span&gt; mas tento buscar os sentimentos que me fazem sorrir verdadeiramente.&lt;br /&gt;Ele colocou duas vidas no meu caminho algum tempo atrás e só agora eu venho descobrindo os reais motivos, e que são reeeealmente bons.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se sou capacitada pra ajudá-las, mas minha amizade tem sido muito importante,segundo elas ...&lt;br /&gt;Em vários momentos eu me sentia fraca, mas essa convivência com essas amigas&lt;br /&gt;tem me feito ver que Deus é tão misericordioso conosco, e que a cima de qualque coisa minha vida é Dele e ponto final.&lt;br /&gt;Espero continuar a fazer e seguir os planos do meu &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;nosso&lt;/span&gt; Pai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-8822616277246985997?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8822616277246985997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/05/ultimas-semanas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8822616277246985997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8822616277246985997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/05/ultimas-semanas.html' title='Últimas semanas ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S-wh9aaw78I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kT-X5azT2dc/s72-c/anonovo2010+115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4312967958451421752</id><published>2010-04-20T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:11:39.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOLANA ♫'/><title type='text'>noite anterior ao feriado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S85ewbfdcuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/KBgVnegcmRM/s1600/ll+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S85ewbfdcuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/KBgVnegcmRM/s400/ll+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462407584153432802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que mundo ...&lt;br /&gt;onde nada do que eu sonho acontece.&lt;br /&gt;me falam pra seguir em frente e me dedicar que irei conseguir.&lt;br /&gt;e o não está sempre ali, me perseguindo ... andando ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;a razão em algum momento diz que cansou.&lt;br /&gt;o coração em algum momento diz pra continuar, que tem mais pedras&lt;br /&gt;pela frente e que nada vem de graça, mas que no final tudo dará certo.&lt;br /&gt;pensar em desistir e jogar tudo pra cima, nessas horas é muiiito mais que&lt;br /&gt;normal, certo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estou parada, sem sentimentos, cansando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-4312967958451421752?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4312967958451421752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/noite-anterior-ao-feriado.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4312967958451421752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4312967958451421752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/noite-anterior-ao-feriado.html' title='noite anterior ao feriado.'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S85ewbfdcuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/KBgVnegcmRM/s72-c/ll+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5871849996687427063</id><published>2010-04-05T18:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:33:57.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diany Floresti !!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S7qN7p9cJ9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/xZwCErSP4nc/s1600/C%C3%B3pia+de+bazar.+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S7qN7p9cJ9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/xZwCErSP4nc/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+bazar.+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829954528126930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rs ... Vai ser tão bom, no futuro bem presente, lembrar das nossas risadas, conversas, micos,&lt;br /&gt;pagações de gatinhas, suas paradas aqui na janela quando voltava de algum lugar, seus pitis de quando não tinha roupa e de quando sua raiz estava grande ...&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser tão engraçado lembrar de todas as nossas descobertas de adolescentes, você contando do&lt;br /&gt;seu primeiro beijo, da sua 1° máquina fotográfica, da sua 1° roupa, bolsa e tennis&lt;br /&gt;de marca, do seu primeiro amor *_*, do seu primeiro empreeeego e com carteira assinada ! ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você, uma pessoa que eu considero&lt;b&gt; boa&lt;/b&gt; ... é, essa é a palvra certa pra definir você ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre esteve ali, dando a cara a tapa, sem medir esforços pra ninguém ... se tiver que matar&lt;br /&gt;ou morrer por alguém, você não pensa duas vezes, é a 1° da fila ... pode ser que tenha ficado 'fria' depois de alguns anos, mas quem não amadurece ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu te amo tanto amiga&lt;/b&gt; ... e dói saber que a história que construímos aqui, nesse 'simples' condomínio, vai 'acabar', masss fico muiito mais feliz de saber que você está indo pra um lugar onde a continuação dessa história vai acontecer, e vai ter muito mais babados ...&lt;br /&gt;poakspoakspoakposkmuahaahaahahahopakspokapos (6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que em muitos momentos dexei a desejar, não fui uma amiga que você gostaria de ter, e te peço perdão por isso, mas quero que saiba que sempre me esforçei pra ver no seu rosto um sorriso ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAAAAAAAAH! Como dói saber que você não vai mais passar aqui na minha janela, contando como foi o dia, os babados mais recentes e e contar os  blabláblás ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;promete me ligar e mandar msg sempre ? promete sempre me deixar um recado no kut ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;promete que eu vou poder pegar o carro aqui e sumir pra sua casa quando algo estiver pavoroso  ?&lt;/i&gt; (yn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAAAAAAAAAH! ... como era bom brincar de barbie com você aqui na varandinha, ver você toda feliz porque sua mãe tinha deixado você vir owwnnn &gt;&lt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu, Luana Guimarães, prometo nunca te esquecer, e muito menos deixar o amor&lt;br /&gt;dessa amizade morrer ! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5871849996687427063?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5871849996687427063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/diany-floresti.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5871849996687427063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5871849996687427063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/diany-floresti.html' title='Diany Floresti !!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S7qN7p9cJ9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/xZwCErSP4nc/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+bazar.+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6849603152403802533</id><published>2010-03-19T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:13:03.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S6QEWPPEbtI/AAAAAAAAAxY/UqCO1OF5kj8/s1600-h/3445956187_785c54e71f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450486229118512850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S6QEWPPEbtI/AAAAAAAAAxY/UqCO1OF5kj8/s400/3445956187_785c54e71f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ando assim, sem saber a direção&lt;br /&gt;estou indo ao rumo certo, ou na contramão ?&lt;br /&gt;quando eu penso no que fiz, algo me diz pra não seguir&lt;br /&gt;mas Você me faz lembrar que há algo pra ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;do mesmo jeito que eu sorrio, eu começo a chorar&lt;br /&gt;o ' porque ' não quer chegar muito menos a realização&lt;br /&gt;mas estarei aqui, segurando fortemente a 'ultima esperança' .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6849603152403802533?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6849603152403802533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6849603152403802533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6849603152403802533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S6QEWPPEbtI/AAAAAAAAAxY/UqCO1OF5kj8/s72-c/3445956187_785c54e71f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-837773715462313072</id><published>2010-03-06T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:14:54.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouvindo sandyejunior'/><title type='text'>Defeito.</title><content type='html'>Toda quinta-feira, os adolescentes da minha igreja se reúnem na casa de alguém e então fazemos uma reunião, com orações, louvor e uma palavra abençoadora.&lt;br /&gt;Na última quinta, essa reunião foi aqui perto da minha casa, na residência da Nathália, que entrou ' agora ' na UPA ( União Presbiteriana de Adolescentes ), calma, eu não sou mais desse ' grupo', já fui pra UMP ( União de Mocidade Presbiteriana ), rs !&lt;br /&gt;E antes da palavra começar, a Kamila, que por sinal não parece ter a idade que tem, de tantas idéias e coragem que possui ter, nos trouxe uma dinâmica na qual escrevemos 5 defeitos e 5 qualidades, e no final, como todos já esperavam, foi mais fácil escrever sobre os próprios defeitos ...&lt;br /&gt;Eu fiquei pensando sobre isso, sobre os defeitos em geral e percebi que ter defeitos, de certa forma são qualidades, pois são através deles que descobrimos quem está em nossa volta realmente e tentamos contornar essa ' situação ', pelo menos algumas pessoas, desfazendo uma inimizade e/ou fortalecendo uma amizade ...&lt;br /&gt;Saber reconhecer que você tem algum defeito, é uma qualidade também, pelo menos eu creio nessa afirmação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjos'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-837773715462313072?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/837773715462313072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/defeito.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/837773715462313072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/837773715462313072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/defeito.html' title='Defeito.'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7655693195122579495</id><published>2010-02-27T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T07:47:33.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S4k9yOIiZvI/AAAAAAAAAxI/L0Iuqy50ZFk/s1600-h/of.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442949557650614002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S4k9yOIiZvI/AAAAAAAAAxI/L0Iuqy50ZFk/s400/of.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nossa, devo desculpa a vocês, certo ?&lt;br /&gt;Fevereiro foi o mês de viajar, curtir, conhecer, chorar, rir, pensar e blábláblá ... ( por isso que sumi um pouco huhuhuh )&lt;br /&gt;Tirei umas férias e que serão quase que prolongadas, na verdade, saí do trabalho pra começar a estudar, de novo, já que não passei na bendita ou maldita UFES, como vocês preferirem.&lt;br /&gt;Decidi tudo uns dias atrás, e quero provar pra mim mesma, que sou capaz de ir até o fim por algo que anseio e que sou capaz de enfretar um ' simples' obstáculo.&lt;br /&gt;Bom, que esse ano eu possa aprendar bem mais que o ano passado, que tudo que acontecer eu possa saber que é fruto das minhas atitudes e que Deus esteja na frente de cada decisão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom final de semana.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos ;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7655693195122579495?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7655693195122579495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/nossa-devo-desculpa-voces-certo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7655693195122579495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7655693195122579495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/nossa-devo-desculpa-voces-certo.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S4k9yOIiZvI/AAAAAAAAAxI/L0Iuqy50ZFk/s72-c/of.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1239774475670819116</id><published>2010-01-20T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:23:18.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Já !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S1ePTeN0LwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/3SOLiY92pcg/s1600-h/19+anos+!+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S1ePTeN0LwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/3SOLiY92pcg/s320/19+anos+!+025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428965440509718274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, tenho 19 anos !&lt;br /&gt;Aham, ontem eu tinha quinze, não tão experiente como hoje em dia, mas ...&lt;br /&gt;DEZENOVE ANOS DE IDADE. KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ....&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passou tão rápido e eu estou com bastante medo. A responsabilidade está na minha frente e eu não tenho a mínima noção do que fazer com ela. As cobranças de um futuro 'confortável' estão se pronunciando assim: 'toc-toc', e eu ? Com a mão na maçaneta e sem coragem de abrir.&lt;br /&gt;Prometem pra mim que não é só eu que está passando por esse momento, que já passou e que vai passar? Isso irá me confortar, eu acho.&lt;br /&gt;Creio que as vezes penso demais no futuro e esqueço de viver o presente, isso é normal ?&lt;br /&gt;Bom, agora vamos ver o que Deus tem pra mim ... muitas surpresas eu sei, mas tenho que me mover 1° pra agrada-ló sem esperar recompensas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1239774475670819116?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1239774475670819116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/ja.html#comment-form' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1239774475670819116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1239774475670819116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/ja.html' title='Já !'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S1ePTeN0LwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/3SOLiY92pcg/s72-c/19+anos+!+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4075996218706107800</id><published>2010-01-08T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:23:38.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>primeiros dias'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S0fmZ1mEwYI/AAAAAAAAAww/CWVHzE2wf9A/s1600-h/1%C2%B0janeiro+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S0fmZ1mEwYI/AAAAAAAAAww/CWVHzE2wf9A/s320/1%C2%B0janeiro+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424557607748944258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sol não para de brilhar, e o sorriso, é, ele mesmo, cada vez mais escancarado.&lt;br /&gt;Ao acordar me deparo com as maravilhas que a vida me proporciona. Seja uma formiguinha carregando a folha, uma borboleta com suas cores vibrantes ou uma nuvem em formato de coração. Entre tantos afazeres, esquecer de certos assuntos me fazem bem. Chego a pensar que toddas as áreas da minha vida estão 100% resolvidas. Mas tenho medo de quando essa 'turbulência' acabar, volte um tal sentimento que, lá no fundo, temo ...&lt;br /&gt;Penso que talvez eu proucure me sentir assim. Proucure algo confuso pra me esconder, pra tentar fugir do que realmente me espera lá na frente.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu sou confusa ou algo indeterminado ? Que nada, sou só mais uma tartaruuguinha saindo&lt;br /&gt;do ovo e tentando chegar ao mar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-4075996218706107800?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4075996218706107800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/janeiro.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4075996218706107800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4075996218706107800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/janeiro.html' title='primeiros dias&apos;'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/S0fmZ1mEwYI/AAAAAAAAAww/CWVHzE2wf9A/s72-c/1%C2%B0janeiro+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1643571355947628728</id><published>2010-01-01T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:34:06.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ano Novo - 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sz5poJCpElI/AAAAAAAAAvo/djfqV8kJjvE/s1600-h/anonovo2010+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sz5poJCpElI/AAAAAAAAAvo/djfqV8kJjvE/s320/anonovo2010+056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421887139743339090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mais um ano se passou, e o que você aprendeu ? Quantos momentos de alegrias e tristezas ocorreram ? Quantas pessoas você conheceu ou perdeu ? Quantos isso e aquilo.&lt;br /&gt;Foram 365 de muitas experiências e emoções que valeram muito apena ter vivido.&lt;br /&gt;Deus me proporcionou muitas coisas e agradeço muito à Ele.&lt;br /&gt;2010 chegou, e muitas expectativas estão dentro de mim. Prometi a mim mesma que irei&lt;br /&gt;fazer muitas coisas diferentes, darei o melhor de mim em tudo e que acima de tudo irei mais e mais honrar e engrandecer o Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Feliz Ano Novo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1643571355947628728?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1643571355947628728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/ano-novo-2010.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1643571355947628728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1643571355947628728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/ano-novo-2010.html' title='Ano Novo - 2010'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sz5poJCpElI/AAAAAAAAAvo/djfqV8kJjvE/s72-c/anonovo2010+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1584764540778420048</id><published>2009-12-19T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:47:42.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osca de : Pop e Engomadinha .'/><title type='text'>^~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sy06yW65zII/AAAAAAAAAvg/h61tsZ0uSC8/s1600-h/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sy06yW65zII/AAAAAAAAAvg/h61tsZ0uSC8/s320/DSC02311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417050563617082498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sem rumo está sendo meu lema.&lt;br /&gt;Tentar não pensar esta me deixando louca.&lt;br /&gt;Parar e analizar pode ser pior, mas é o que me tortura todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Não saber se está tudo bem, faz com que eu me pareça uma pessoa que não se importa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara, me diz o que pra que eu fiz a inscrição pro vestibular?&lt;br /&gt;Haahaha, fiz algumas, sabendo que estava ‘ errada ’ ... a pontuação que preciso fazer não é tãao alta, masss esperarei até fevereiro !&lt;br /&gt;O que mais está me tirando o sono é a AUTO ESCOLA !&lt;br /&gt;Simmmm, estou tirando carteira ... estou mega felizz.&lt;br /&gt;Estou muiiito nervosa já, pensando na prova prática ... e olha que eu estou nas aulas&lt;br /&gt;teóricas ainda, kkkkkk !!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; O tempo fechou sinistramente aqui ... doidão ;x&lt;br /&gt;Chuvaaaaaa, trovãoooo, relâmmpago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1584764540778420048?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1584764540778420048/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1584764540778420048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1584764540778420048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='^~'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sy06yW65zII/AAAAAAAAAvg/h61tsZ0uSC8/s72-c/DSC02311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4022047910726873459</id><published>2009-12-09T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:42:08.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M de madrugada !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZKkCUqObsE/SfxRngRruHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/26etUybevi0/s400/madrugada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZKkCUqObsE/SfxRngRruHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/26etUybevi0/s400/madrugada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a madrugada chega&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e todos aqueles pensamentos no qual&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eu tento me livrar ao longo do dia, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;forçam a consumação da minha mente .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fugir é a ação menos importante no momento.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;deixo que esses tais pensamentos me consumam, até que&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;uma lágrima solitária seja derramada na fronha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;talvez ter que arrancar você do meu peito seja mais doloroso do que a dor de não te ter por perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/1241054011644491114-4022047910726873459?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4022047910726873459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/m-de-madrugada.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4022047910726873459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4022047910726873459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/m-de-madrugada.html' title='M de madrugada !'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yZKkCUqObsE/SfxRngRruHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/26etUybevi0/s72-c/madrugada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6057678947216598973</id><published>2009-12-07T17:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:00:59.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiii!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sx2vQ_eKFrI/AAAAAAAAAvI/59n04xyt1no/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412675033619895986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sx2vQ_eKFrI/AAAAAAAAAvI/59n04xyt1no/s320/DSC02397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Algumas semanas que não escrevia aqui ...&lt;br /&gt;Bom, muitas coisas aconteceram e estão acontecendo na minha linda e maravilhosa &lt;em&gt;vida&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Viajei, chorei¹²³, sorri¹²³, conheci pessoas novas, briguei, gritei, trabalhei e esstudei.&lt;br /&gt;E nada menos importante &gt; ENEM !!!! Foi tenso tá?! Não a prova, mas a cadeira que fiquei sentada por algumas horas ... credo !!!&lt;br /&gt;E semana que vem tem mais ... a bendita DISCURSIVA !!! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em relação as pessoas que conheci, aaaa como estão se tornando importantes !&lt;br /&gt;ADORO amizade de meninos, sou tratada como um deles ( em certas partes ), acho muito comédia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sobre outras coisas ... eu ando tão perdida, mas tão perdida, que um cego no tiroteio conseguiria se desviar da bala e eu não :/ .&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei mesmo o que Deus quer com certas situações, mas sei que tem um propósito ...&lt;br /&gt;pode ser que até lá eu morra de desespero ... kkk ¹²³ ... aiai gente ... é tenso tá ?!&lt;br /&gt;É fácil falar 'calmaaa, tente não pensar nisso' e bláblá ... ore, clame e tudo mais ... só que&lt;br /&gt;caraaaa .... e a aflição no coração ? e a vontade de querer que tudo se resolva logo ?!&lt;br /&gt;nossssssssaaa .  &gt;.&lt;'&lt;br /&gt;as vezes dou risada de tudo pra simplesmente não chorar ... ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6057678947216598973?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6057678947216598973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6057678947216598973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6057678947216598973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiii.html' title='Hiii!'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sx2vQ_eKFrI/AAAAAAAAAvI/59n04xyt1no/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-218468019417778305</id><published>2009-10-31T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:58:52.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUL1362013-9798'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='00-KRISTEN+STEWART+E+TAYLOR+LAUTNER+CHEGAM+AO+BRASIL.html'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://ego.globo.com/Gente/Noticias/0'/><title type='text'>esse tempo deprime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SuyveU-l_II/AAAAAAAAAu4/o-0Pd2xfs6E/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398882988872563842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SuyveU-l_II/AAAAAAAAAu4/o-0Pd2xfs6E/s320/DSC01446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde segunda-feira a noite que a chuva não para.No caso são 5 dias chuvendo direto ... Quando penso que vai parar, rhummm, só piora ... E aquela confusão de pessoas ficando desabrigadas começa de novo ... O coração começa apertar e a vontade de ajudar só aumenta :S .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas e a depressão que vem como se não quizesse nada e de repente eu me vejo deitada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;na cama, pensando em mil coisas e blábláblá ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chamei 2 amigas para dormirem aqui, não porque tenho me sentindo sozinha ultimamente, mas sim porque eu queria kkk (nossos afazeres aumentaram e não nos vemos direito e a saudade sempre presente, olha que moramos no mesmo condomíniu ahahahahah).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma delas disse ' Luana está tão amiga ' ... e eu fiquei pensando nisso depois e cheguei a conclusão de que semmmpre fui amiga, mas enquanto algumas mudanças estavam acontecendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e eu me adaptando dei alguns vacilos, magoei quem menos gostaria e assim foi ... Creio que agora já consegui me adaptar a certas situações e já fui perdoada por alguns 'erros' ;) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tempinho que não escrevia aqui, e hoje em meio a ' depre ' resolvi mover os dedinhos aqui ... rsrs ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antes dessa chuva toda, fui a uma festa a fantasia .. resumindo foi TUDO DE BOM !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me vesti de chapeuzinho vermelho ... imaginem os comentários  ... ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cara, hoje pela manhã eu quase tive um treco. TAYLOR LAUTNER NO BRASIL ... vcs tem noção do que é isso ? Ali em SÃO PAULO ( moro em Vitória ) ... estou me mordendo por dentro até agr ... a entrevista que ele e a Kristen irão dar, irá ser amanhã .. só ñ sei o horário :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o link está ali pra vcs acompanharem o desespero do povo .... quem dera eu lá ... :'/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-218468019417778305?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/218468019417778305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/esse-tempo-deprime.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/218468019417778305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/218468019417778305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/esse-tempo-deprime.html' title='esse tempo deprime.'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SuyveU-l_II/AAAAAAAAAu4/o-0Pd2xfs6E/s72-c/DSC01446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7471477152678093930</id><published>2009-10-11T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T10:17:15.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chuva na seca'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cdn-images.hollywood.com/cms/300x375/1749685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cdn-images.hollywood.com/cms/300x375/1749685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bom, cheguei da igreja, almoçei e fui assistir tv. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sabe quando você vai passando os canais e ñ acha nada de bom ? então ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas coloquei na TNT e estava passando pela milésima vez ' a nova cinderela ' e resolvi assistir de novo, já estava na metade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;E como semmmmpre, do nada aquela dor de cutu foi aumentando dentro de mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eu fico aqui pensando ... hoje em dia o amor está tão banalizado, sabe !? só que lá no fundo eu sei que ainda existem pessoas com vontade de amar ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eu sonho com um conto de fadas, onde meu príncipe irá chegar em um cavalo branco pegar na minha mão, fazer com que eu suba e fique bem juntinha dele... Esquece o cavalo e troque por um carro, bicicleta ou até mesmo por um ônibus ! paokspoakpsokapos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aiai ... o amor :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;'Esperar por você é como esperar pela chuva nessa seca'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;foi o que a Soon disse pro Austin no filme. Depois que ele descobriu quem ela era, rhummm a covardia tomou conta dele ... mas td da certo no final, né&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!? ela ficou até rica ! kk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sabe, esperar pela pessoa amada é tão díficil. Parece que o coração vai ser arrancado se aquela pessoa ñ vier falar o que vc tanto deseja.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nesse tempo de espera, estou aprendendo tanto coisa ... A ter paciência principalmente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As vezes me pego pensando em nós ... no nosso namoro e até no nosso casamento.Você chegando do trabalho e eu terminando a janta, nossas filhas gritando ' papai chegouuu ' ... e depois nós dois na cama dormindo de conchinha ... aiaiai ... imaginação fértil -hahaha-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pode ser que você chegue um dia e diga &lt;em&gt;' &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desculpe ter esperado chover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ' &lt;/em&gt;que eu irei te olhar com a mais pura sinceridade e te responderei &lt;em&gt;' &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valeu a pena esperar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ' ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enfim, eu sei que sou forte, eu sei que o melhor Deus está preparando pra mim e sei também que eu sou linda ! kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Boa semana ! &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7471477152678093930?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7471477152678093930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuva-na-seca.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7471477152678093930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7471477152678093930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/chuva-na-seca.html' title='chuva na seca&apos;'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6039703882769851625</id><published>2009-10-09T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T19:32:22.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semana agitada - Tie Dye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Ss_vmEt7slI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/IUxU_J87N08/s1600-h/Long_Sleeve_T-shirt_Rainbow-Black_Spiral_Tie-dye_bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390790716366238290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Ss_vmEt7slI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/IUxU_J87N08/s320/Long_Sleeve_T-shirt_Rainbow-Black_Spiral_Tie-dye_bg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nossa, como essa semana foi agitadinha ...&lt;br /&gt;EU TRABALHEI, ACREDITAM ?? KKK&lt;br /&gt;Pois é ... Fazendo Tie Dye. É uma técnica pra tingir roupas e que ficam manchadas.&lt;br /&gt;Muito lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Gabi, uma amiga de sala trabalha num lugar onde fazem isso né, e como ela sabia que&lt;br /&gt;eu queria arrumar algo pra fazer, ela me chamou.&lt;br /&gt;Fui na quarta e na quinta, só não fui hoje pq umas encomendas não chegaram ( ainda bem ) .&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei muito nervosa antes de chegar no local pra ' trabalhar', pois tenho medo de conhecer&lt;br /&gt;pessoas, sei lá, medo do que vão pensar de mim, sabe !?&lt;br /&gt;Mas deu tudo certoooo.&lt;br /&gt;Conheci a Silvania, a Daifini, o Diego, o Pedro e a Sandra ( patroa ;x )&lt;br /&gt;CAracaaaaaaaaaa, super legais, adorei conhece-los :) .É,acho que gostaram de mim tbm !&lt;br /&gt;Mas que eu fiquei super cansada, aaa isso eu fiquei.&lt;br /&gt;Mamãe me disse ' viuu como é cansativo, viuu quando eu falooo' ... aquelas coisas de mãe ..&lt;br /&gt;Pensei nas pessoas que estão por trás da 'coisas' bonitas. Imaginem o trabalho que elas tem?&lt;br /&gt;Imagina quantas horas passam sentadas ou em pé ? Pensei e perguntei a Gabi :&lt;br /&gt;- Gabi, quando você vai comprar roupa, você pensa na pessoa que fez ?&lt;br /&gt;apOSKPOAkspokaPOS ... sim, é pra rir !&lt;br /&gt;Mas a verdade é que, ngm, ou quasee ngm pensa, certo !?&lt;br /&gt;Calma, ñ fiquei com sua consciência pesada ... Nós já estamos comprando a roupa,&lt;br /&gt;portanto já estamos ajudando ou pensando ... sei lá ... kkkk&lt;br /&gt;Semana que vem, vou de novo, amarrar mais algumas peças de roupas...&lt;br /&gt;E é isso !&lt;br /&gt;Finds aí e eu não sei o que me espera !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6039703882769851625?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6039703882769851625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/semana-agitada-tie-dye.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6039703882769851625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6039703882769851625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/semana-agitada-tie-dye.html' title='Semana agitada - Tie Dye'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Ss_vmEt7slI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/IUxU_J87N08/s72-c/Long_Sleeve_T-shirt_Rainbow-Black_Spiral_Tie-dye_bg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1124149301178894885</id><published>2009-10-03T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T06:43:30.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pegadas na areia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsdUdmp06wI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HTvSHGsubSg/s1600-h/stock-photo-barefoot-footprints-on-the-beach-leading-in-the-water-8461831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388368346741009154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsdUdmp06wI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HTvSHGsubSg/s320/stock-photo-barefoot-footprints-on-the-beach-leading-in-the-water-8461831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Uma noite eu tive um sonho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sonhei que estava andando na praia com o Senhor&lt;br /&gt;e através do Céu, passavam cenas da minha vida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para cada cena que se passava, percebi que eram deixados&lt;br /&gt;dois pares de pegadas na areia;&lt;br /&gt;Um era meu e o outro do Senhor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quando a última cena da minha vida passou&lt;br /&gt;Diante de nós, olhei para trás, para as pegadas&lt;br /&gt;Na areia e notei que muitas vezes, no caminho da&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida havia apenas um par de pegadas na areia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notei também, que isso aconteceu nos momentos&lt;br /&gt;Mais difíceis e angustiosos do meu viver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isso entristeceu-me deveras, e perguntei&lt;br /&gt;Então ao Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;"- Senhor, Tu me disseste que, uma vez&lt;br /&gt;que eu resolvi Te seguir, Tu andarias sempre&lt;br /&gt;comigo, todo o caminho mas, notei que&lt;br /&gt;durante as maiores atribulações do meu viver&lt;br /&gt;havia na areia dos caminhos da vida,&lt;br /&gt;apenas um par de pegadas. Não compreendo&lt;br /&gt;porque nas horas que mais necessitava de Ti,&lt;br /&gt;Tu me deixastes."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O Senhor me respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;"- Meu precioso filho. Eu te amo e&lt;br /&gt;jamais te deixaria nas horas da tua prova&lt;br /&gt;e do teu sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;Quando vistes na areia, apenas um par&lt;br /&gt;de pegadas, foi exactamente aí que EU,&lt;br /&gt;nos braços...Te carreguei." &lt;/p&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/1241054011644491114-1124149301178894885?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1124149301178894885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/pegadas-na-areia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1124149301178894885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1124149301178894885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/pegadas-na-areia.html' title='Pegadas na areia.'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsdUdmp06wI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HTvSHGsubSg/s72-c/stock-photo-barefoot-footprints-on-the-beach-leading-in-the-water-8461831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1010362296267593091</id><published>2009-09-30T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:59:46.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsOaw37BP9I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JdD27nQ6V2c/s1600-h/OgAAAJnnFr4_GmguE_nzw9r4idMWTNtPMBPBsl3c04Iv340HKeStON8S2AmEe42Z-kEcNgmG01WYVO4MUucPgC5mXO8Am1T1UH-J1sMUP163VpmKtqoePjOb2v6s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387319743701139410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsOaw37BP9I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JdD27nQ6V2c/s320/OgAAAJnnFr4_GmguE_nzw9r4idMWTNtPMBPBsl3c04Iv340HKeStON8S2AmEe42Z-kEcNgmG01WYVO4MUucPgC5mXO8Am1T1UH-J1sMUP163VpmKtqoePjOb2v6s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; É, de alguns dias pra cá eu andei meio 'estranha'. E no Domingo (27/07) o tio Edmilson me perguntou se poderia vir aqui em casa, pra conversarmos. E é claro que eu aceitei.&lt;br /&gt;Ele é uma das pessoas que eu mais admiro nessa minha life !&lt;br /&gt;Ontem a noite ele veio com a esposa, a Leila (amo de paixão tbm) e depois o Eric chegou (filho deles).Papai, mamãe e a Bray ( my friend ) estavam aqui tbm ...&lt;br /&gt;Conversamos sobre tudo, tudeeenho mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;E agora estou tão leve, sabe ?! Acho que os meus planos de vida voltaram e queimar no coração, e vamos ver o que Deus tem pra mim aíí ... ñ temo o futuro igual a antes, tá bom, só um pouco ... mas já está tudo escrito, bonitinho e fofinho *_* especialmente para mim&lt;br /&gt;uuu lálaá ...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda preciso rever algumas coisas, começando por hoje !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;' uma nova históriaaa Deus tem pra mimmmmm, um novo tempo Deus tem pra mimm '&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essa música é tão lindinha ... Fernandinho - Uma nova história .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Beijos e queijos !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1010362296267593091?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1010362296267593091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1010362296267593091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1010362296267593091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy.html' title='Happy .'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsOaw37BP9I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JdD27nQ6V2c/s72-c/OgAAAJnnFr4_GmguE_nzw9r4idMWTNtPMBPBsl3c04Iv340HKeStON8S2AmEe42Z-kEcNgmG01WYVO4MUucPgC5mXO8Am1T1UH-J1sMUP163VpmKtqoePjOb2v6s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4326791117406052013</id><published>2009-09-30T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:16:43.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frio !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsOZnXQrdTI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ZIQP8Xw5Vss/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387318480803165490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsOZnXQrdTI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ZIQP8Xw5Vss/s320/imagem.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu não estou acreditando ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cara, segunda parecia que o mundo ia explodir, pelo menos aqui em Virória ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e dois dias depois, um friooo ... o0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aposkaposkpoas é pra rir né .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-4326791117406052013?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4326791117406052013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/frio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4326791117406052013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4326791117406052013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/frio.html' title='Frio !'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsOZnXQrdTI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ZIQP8Xw5Vss/s72-c/imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-714230014828416166</id><published>2009-09-28T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:50:21.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calor !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsD23X3oIQI/AAAAAAAAAr0/TlTdHjqSxD4/s1600-h/sol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386576585495683330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsD23X3oIQI/AAAAAAAAAr0/TlTdHjqSxD4/s320/sol.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gennte que calor é esse de hoje ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31°C . estou bege ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e amanhã está previsto pra 34°C .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu já arrumei casa aqui, morrendooo . e depois tomei um banho mais que gelado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;depois de muito tempo, rs !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;será que o mundo acabará em fogo ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahah :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-714230014828416166?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/714230014828416166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/calor.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/714230014828416166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/714230014828416166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/calor.html' title='Calor !'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SsD23X3oIQI/AAAAAAAAAr0/TlTdHjqSxD4/s72-c/sol.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8893735762928327378</id><published>2009-09-27T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:20:22.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sei lá ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sr-qUbb9Z5I/AAAAAAAAArs/oiXA5GlPXDI/s1600-h/DSC01163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386210947297535890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sr-qUbb9Z5I/AAAAAAAAArs/oiXA5GlPXDI/s320/DSC01163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ultimamente nem sei mais que sinto, o que penso e muito menos  ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parece que estou vivendo sem um propósito, sabe ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;td tão estranho. parece que não tenho mais sonhos, mais vontade de nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desde sexta estou com um sono, que putZ, mt tenso ... e ñ dormir 1/4 do que precisava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu nao sei até quando isso vai durar, e muito menos o que vou fazer pra essa ' interrogação' passar .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ta estranhoo &lt;strong&gt;o0'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;preguiça de escrever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bjo!&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/1241054011644491114-8893735762928327378?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8893735762928327378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/sei-la.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8893735762928327378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8893735762928327378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/sei-la.html' title='sei lá ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sr-qUbb9Z5I/AAAAAAAAArs/oiXA5GlPXDI/s72-c/DSC01163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7345249061209110173</id><published>2009-09-24T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:19:42.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SrvF88kHiaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/DK-oZ9ZIplo/s1600-h/prima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385115430291999138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SrvF88kHiaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/DK-oZ9ZIplo/s320/prima.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porrr queeeeeeeeeeeee, é primaveraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te amooooooo o o ô ^o  . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;traaago essa rosaaaaaaaa . ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu quero ver floores no campooo, raiooss de solll . ..  laálaálaáá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu quero reflexoss do nosso amorrr '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sou uma florzinhaa de Jesuss . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7345249061209110173?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7345249061209110173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/primavera.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7345249061209110173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7345249061209110173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/primavera.html' title='Primavera'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SrvF88kHiaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/DK-oZ9ZIplo/s72-c/prima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7039434343523923523</id><published>2009-09-24T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:23:40.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doação de Orgãos !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gazetaonline.globo.com/_midias/jpg/182532-4ab93ac6657e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://gazetaonline.globo.com/_midias/jpg/182532-4ab93ac6657e8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Vamberg morreu ano passado. Estava de carona na bicicleta do amigo que ultrapassou o sinal vermelho e foi jogado pra longe. Bateu a cabeça naqueles gelos de rua, sabe ? E no outro dia entro no quadro de morte encefálica. Foi triste o velório, e o enterro ... até hoje ñ acreditamos que ele se foi ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom, aí está uma reportagem que fizeram com a mãe dele sobre doação de orgãos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A matéria completa está no site da gazeta, o link esta lá embaixo !!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A atitude da aposentada salvou e melhorou a qualidade de vida de várias pessoas. Foi possível doar os rins, o fígado, o pâncreas e as duas córneas do filho. "Todo processo é muito sério. Quem doa não pode saber para quem irá os órgãos. Já quem recebe, se procurar, pode conhecer a família do doador", salienta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dos beneficiados procurou Doradilce e a chama de maenzinha. "O caso desse homem, que prefere não se identificar, era tão sério que até mesmo o transplante não garantia melhora. Os dois rins dele estavam completamente comprometidos", diz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doradilce olha com carinho as fotografias do filho. Lembrar os momentos causa dor, da saudade, mas saber que sofrimento de outras famílias acabou ou diminuiu, sem dúvida, é uma grande satisfação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gazetaonline.globo.com/index.php?id=/local/vida_saudavel/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0068cf;"&gt;Leia mais sobre saúde e bem estar no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0068cf;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gazetaonline.com.br/vidasaudavel"&gt;www.gazetaonline.com.br/vidasaudavel&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0068cf;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0068cf;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0068cf;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7039434343523923523?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7039434343523923523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/doacao-de-orgaos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7039434343523923523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7039434343523923523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/doacao-de-orgaos.html' title='Doação de Orgãos !'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5484569033477538966</id><published>2009-09-19T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T05:47:28.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa Rolarrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SrTSdk4-s3I/AAAAAAAAApA/cynw97KElks/s1600-h/lu+(55).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383158860175291250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SrTSdk4-s3I/AAAAAAAAApA/cynw97KElks/s320/lu+(55).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois que você se foi eu fiquei aqui sem rumo&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia o que fazer, o que pensar, e nem o que falar&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que nunca mais iria te ver&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que nunca mais iria sentir teu calor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas você voltou&lt;br /&gt;Voltou fingindo que nada aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;Que nada rolou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nem um sim&lt;br /&gt;Nem um não&lt;br /&gt;O que eu devo pensar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sei que lá no fundo&lt;br /&gt;Vou sempre ter você como um amor&lt;br /&gt;Mas por enquanto, deixa rolar ... deixa rolar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5484569033477538966?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5484569033477538966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/deixa-rolarrrr.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5484569033477538966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5484569033477538966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/deixa-rolarrrr.html' title='Deixa Rolarrrr'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SrTSdk4-s3I/AAAAAAAAApA/cynw97KElks/s72-c/lu+(55).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6920958320680846364</id><published>2009-09-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:14:41.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cabana !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sq6HD_sTHKI/AAAAAAAAAok/NLhgDkOzKWs/s1600-h/a_cabana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381387107460914338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sq6HD_sTHKI/AAAAAAAAAok/NLhgDkOzKWs/s320/a_cabana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gennnte, eu li o livro em 1 semana.Nunca pensei que leria algo assim e tão rápido.&lt;br /&gt;O livro conta a história de um homem que perdeu sua filhinha drasticamente,&lt;br /&gt;e depois de 4 anos ele ainda esta na famosa 'fossa', sem entender o por que que Deus deixou&lt;br /&gt;aquilo acontecer.Num belo dia de inverno, Mack vai na caixa de correios, e lá ele encontra&lt;br /&gt;um bilhete, escrito pra ele voltar na CABANA, onde sua filha fora assassinada e no final&lt;br /&gt;está assinado 'PAPAI'. Ele fica muito confuso, pois a única pessoa que ele e&lt;br /&gt;sua esposa chama de PAPAI é Deus ;x  ....&lt;br /&gt;Mack vai até a cabana, e lá tem um encontro com a trindade e tem  respostas&lt;br /&gt;para suas perguntas.&lt;br /&gt;Recomendo mesmo, o livro deixa algumas coisas bemm claras.Se a hisória é verdadeira,&lt;br /&gt;isso eu não tenho nenhuma certeza, mas que quem a escreveu foi super abençoado, isso foi !&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/1241054011644491114-6920958320680846364?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6920958320680846364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/cabana.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6920958320680846364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6920958320680846364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/cabana.html' title='A Cabana !'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sq6HD_sTHKI/AAAAAAAAAok/NLhgDkOzKWs/s72-c/a_cabana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-4332248061123806821</id><published>2009-09-13T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:17:56.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FERNANDA BRUM .'/><title type='text'>Te amaria outra vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sq1gwZyO3EI/AAAAAAAAAoc/pRoSj6cORvI/s1600-h/Imagem-de-menina-escrevendo-num-caderno_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381063514449173570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sq1gwZyO3EI/AAAAAAAAAoc/pRoSj6cORvI/s320/Imagem-de-menina-escrevendo-num-caderno_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser perguntar,&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Pra você nunca duvidar,&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez como fogo no teu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Se visse você partir,&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Se eu tivesse que te buscar,&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te ouviria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Te escreveria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Longas cartas de uma eterna namorada,&lt;br /&gt;Te ligaria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Te acordaria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Pra conversar durante toda madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;Se visse você chegar,&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez&lt;br /&gt;Se olhasse no teu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Te amaria outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-4332248061123806821?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4332248061123806821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-amaria-outra-vez.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4332248061123806821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/4332248061123806821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-amaria-outra-vez.html' title='Te amaria outra vez'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sq1gwZyO3EI/AAAAAAAAAoc/pRoSj6cORvI/s72-c/Imagem-de-menina-escrevendo-num-caderno_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-62299616627502574</id><published>2009-09-09T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:02:02.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mais uma tarde ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SqhrvH1ssDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZTCUGmKrXfk/s1600-h/lu+(41).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379668212196356146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SqhrvH1ssDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZTCUGmKrXfk/s320/lu+(41).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flashs em casa ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-62299616627502574?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/62299616627502574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/mais-uma-tarde.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/62299616627502574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/62299616627502574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/mais-uma-tarde.html' title='mais uma tarde ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SqhrvH1ssDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ZTCUGmKrXfk/s72-c/lu+(41).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-560668432933845760</id><published>2009-09-06T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T05:47:14.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SqOqIPNCHdI/AAAAAAAAAns/RHmPx3fOSss/s1600-h/tu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378329438507376082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SqOqIPNCHdI/AAAAAAAAAns/RHmPx3fOSss/s320/tu.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;quem tem twitter levanta a mão... aopksopkaposk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como eu tinha excluído o orkut, resolvi fazer um trem desse. no começo eu boiei sinistramente, não vou negar que é difícil mexer (no começo), mas depois tudo fica mais tranks', com uma ajudinha da minha querida amiga @gabi__dias, claro !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;já sou uma twiteira de plantão, é muito legal ver as atualizações do povo, principalmente do pessoal do CQC, super comédia ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;claroo e oobviuu que eu já ' following ' a brooke fraser -LÓGICO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bf é uma das melhores cantoras cara, tem umas musiquinhas aqui no blog pra vocês confirmarem a minha opnião, haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;lua_guimaraes&lt;/strong&gt; '  &lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;bom, amanhã feriadão, não tenho a mínima ideia do que irei fazer, e você ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;algo me diz que irei ficar em casa, sempre é assim ... queria tanto estar em campos-rj, mas como eu ainda não sobrevivo só com o meu money, então ... :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é isso aew !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bom domingo e um bom feriado procês' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-560668432933845760?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/560668432933845760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/twitter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/560668432933845760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/560668432933845760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SqOqIPNCHdI/AAAAAAAAAns/RHmPx3fOSss/s72-c/tu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7199922341813758297</id><published>2009-09-01T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:48:27.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sp1krOX6b0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/lZIdiv6ykkE/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+niver+tati+(45).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376564223905787714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sp1krOX6b0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/lZIdiv6ykkE/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+niver+tati+(45).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tudo começou com um convite para o niver de 15 anos da minha prima Tati.&lt;br /&gt;até então, meu pai me levaria até Campos-RJ. alguns dias antes da festa descobri que meu pai ñ iria me levar e que eu teria que dar um jeito pq se não Tati(a do meio na foto), iria me esganar.&lt;br /&gt;tive a brilhante ideia : ' IREI DE ÔNIBUS'  ... até o último segundo, minha linda mamãe com o coração na  mão né, e eu fiquei desesperada só quando cheguei na rodoviaria e lembrei que iria passar 4hrs calada, pois se depender de mim pra puxar assunto com alguém ... hahá !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enfim, entrei no bus, feliz da vida, e um 'lindo' senhor ao meu lado ¬¬° ( não querem detalhes, né ? ) ... mas foi td tranks ... áá e comi uma ruffles, estava ótima !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheguei em Campos (sábado) , e minha ouutra priminha, Bia (a do canto direito), foi me buscar na rodov. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fomos pra casa dela. depois meus tios chegaram e aquela famosa cena ' ei, tudo bom, como ta sua mae, seu pai, seu cachorro, papagaio, piriquito ' ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a noite fomos pra uma pracinha que tem lá. conheci pessoas novas - MEU DEUS COMO EU PRECISAVA DISSO-  ... tds que conheci super legais, adorei mesmo   ... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;domingo era o niver da Tati, acordamos, almoçamos um pouco, pq como o nivr foi churras, então tivemos que comer pouco em casa.... KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. quem não faz isso ? rhumm duvido que você não . .... . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a festa foi a tarde &gt; BOMBOU, tudo muito lindo, ela estava uma graça, e eu nunca vi alguém dançar daquele jeito, a minina não parou um minuto. teve dj e um grupo de pagode, acreditem, eu só comi carne :) . . . foi mara!!!!!! revi as meninas que conheci da outra vez e conheci mais gente ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no fim da festa o pai da Tati, levou a bia, tia Vera (mãe da bia) e eu pra casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheguamos em casa, tomei um banho pã, mas como estava ' cedo' fomos pra praça :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o povo começou a chegar do culto e ficamos la conversando, e ficamos atéé, sei lá que horas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;voltei pra minha casa ontem, de manhã  ... e mais 4hrs calada .. aksopakops  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretendo voltar esse finds pra lá ... :) &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/1241054011644491114-7199922341813758297?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7199922341813758297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/rj.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7199922341813758297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7199922341813758297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/rj.html' title='RJ'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sp1krOX6b0I/AAAAAAAAAnI/lZIdiv6ykkE/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+niver+tati+(45).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1612667754073561786</id><published>2009-08-21T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:50:28.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quanto tempo '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/So89gzis-7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/xRfcXbvbGKI/s1600-h/v%C3%A1rias+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372580514277161906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/So89gzis-7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/xRfcXbvbGKI/s320/v%C3%A1rias+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nossa, 1 semana sem internet parece mil anos.mas pra falar a verdade, não senti tanta fallllta assim ... é sério, haha' ...&lt;br /&gt;foi uma semana 'normal', nada de muiiito interessante aconteceu. enfim :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lá na escola, uma professora de português teve que sair, devido a falta de ORGANIZAÇÃO do nosso lindooo e maravilhoso governo.fizemos uma 'despedida-homenagem' pra ela . foi show e triste !&lt;br /&gt;não paro de pensar na prova do enem, que irá acontecer em menos de dois mesesssss -aii credo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o tempo esta passando cada vez maisss rápido, estou com muito medo disso.&lt;br /&gt;exclui meu orkut :D , acho que enjuei ou sei lá ...&lt;br /&gt;hummmm, minha prof de sociologia me chamou pra ajudar no blog da escola. semana que vem começo. estou empolgadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, espero que dê tudo certooo '&lt;br /&gt;toda vez que vou postar aqui, eu leio mts vezes antes de clicar em 'publicar postagem'. percebi uma coisa hoje, eu começo a escrever milhares de assuntos ao mesmo tempo, - AI CREDO [2] ... mas talvez eu goste disso, e vocês tbm ... creio eu, que consigo transparecer tudo sobre um certo assunto em 1 ou 2 linhas, será mesmo ? ?!?!?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apoksopaksopa ... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Beijos !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1612667754073561786?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1612667754073561786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/quanto-tempo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1612667754073561786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1612667754073561786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/quanto-tempo.html' title='quanto tempo &apos;'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/So89gzis-7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/xRfcXbvbGKI/s72-c/v%C3%A1rias+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8299529036969101294</id><published>2009-08-10T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:54:58.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:@</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SoBsmkvOGgI/AAAAAAAAAm4/u70eiXljtng/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+C%C3%B3pia+de+dia+dos+pais+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368410165778192898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SoBsmkvOGgI/AAAAAAAAAm4/u70eiXljtng/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+C%C3%B3pia+de+dia+dos+pais+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas férias de Julho não teve nada pra fazer, NADA X NADA ...&lt;br /&gt;então um outro belo mês chega e quase todos os dias tem 2 ou 3 coisas no mesmo dia .. .&lt;br /&gt;eu já estou ficando loucaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;só essa semana tem 4 aniversários, da onde vou tirar dinheiro ? PAAAIÊ.&lt;br /&gt;começando hoje.&lt;br /&gt;no final deste mês tem 3 coisas. e como sou uma só, optei por ir no niver de 15 anos da minha linda e maravilhosa prima ! a ida para o RJ com o povo da igreja e o show do Rosa de Saron foi pela descarga abaixo =( ai que dorrrrrrrrrrr )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SHOW SÁBADO DO TRAZENDO A ARCA FOI MAGNIIÍIFICOO ( QUEM FALA ISSO ?)&lt;br /&gt;comparando com os outros e o lugar, pouquiíissimas pessoas foram... mas cheguei a conclusão de que foi melhor assim ! aiii uiuiiui foi d+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem DIA DOS PAIS, xurras na casa dos parentes do papai. mutcho bomm ¹²³&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ILOVEYOU DADDY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-8299529036969101294?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8299529036969101294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8299529036969101294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8299529036969101294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=':@'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SoBsmkvOGgI/AAAAAAAAAm4/u70eiXljtng/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+C%C3%B3pia+de+dia+dos+pais+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3342203217450332574</id><published>2009-07-26T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:32:21.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>os dias correm (8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SmySLOGbE0I/AAAAAAAAAmw/xcGe4nDP5-I/s1600-h/pp+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362821977752671042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SmySLOGbE0I/AAAAAAAAAmw/xcGe4nDP5-I/s320/pp+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoje reli alguns dos mes post's, rir e lembrei de alguns fatos. percebi como o tempo está passando rápido. cada dia, as horas, os minutos e os segundos estão voandoOooOo ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ontem eu tinha 15 aos, agora já tenho 18 ... tantas &lt;em&gt;emo&lt;/em&gt;ções haha'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanhã terei 19, 20, 21... e até agora o que conquistei ? quais barreiras venci ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tantas coisas ainda pra viver. sonho em terminar a facul, casar, ter filhinhos *_*, uma vida financeira boa ... e ter realizado algumass coisas em relação a missões ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daqui alguns anos vou ler esse post e dar váárias risadas, ou até msm chorar'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiai ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3342203217450332574?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3342203217450332574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/os-dias-correm-8.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3342203217450332574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3342203217450332574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/os-dias-correm-8.html' title='os dias correm (8)'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SmySLOGbE0I/AAAAAAAAAmw/xcGe4nDP5-I/s72-c/pp+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3252738774242222016</id><published>2009-07-26T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:42:44.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA 08/08/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sabedoriacrista.com.br/loja/images/CAPA%20DE%20CD%20-%20Trazendo%20a%20arca%20Pra%20tocar%20no%20manto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sabedoriacrista.com.br/loja/images/CAPA%20DE%20CD%20-%20Trazendo%20a%20arca%20Pra%20tocar%20no%20manto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiiiiiiii, sábado teve o show do Rodolfo Abrantes e Nengo Vieira ...&lt;br /&gt;ñao, eu não fui porque não ganhei o bendito ingresso ... guardando o money pra comprar o do TRAZENDO  ARRRRCAAA \o\ooo/o// ... pretendo comprar esta semana ~~'&lt;br /&gt;espero que dê tudo certoo.estou muiito ansiosaa. vai ser no ginasio do marista :B&lt;br /&gt;deve bombar, né ? o ministério é massa, se bem que eu gosto mais das bandas internacionais ;x&lt;br /&gt;mas isso a gente releva muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;meu fds esta sendo mara, hoje estou na escala do louvor&lt;br /&gt;pá pum spoakoskaop  .. . ..  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadinh do Felipe Massa S:&lt;br /&gt;espero que dê tudo certo pra ele (yn) ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3252738774242222016?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3252738774242222016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/dia-080809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3252738774242222016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3252738774242222016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/dia-080809.html' title='DIA 08/08/09'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-2346582525319215442</id><published>2009-07-26T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:33:34.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eu rir mt ;x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.minhaserie.com.br/imagens/novidades/upload/naia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.minhaserie.com.br/imagens/novidades/upload/naia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.minhaserie.com.br/imagens/novidades/upload/naia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naná vai tirar a roupa para a "Playboy" ou não vai? A pergunta - descabida para alguns - tomou conta da mídia nos últimos dias, impulsionada pela &lt;a href="http://ego.globo.com/Gente/Noticias/0,,MUL1239783-9798,00-NAIA+VAI+A+LANCAMENTO+DE+LIVRO+COM+O+MARIDO.html" target="_self"&gt;ida de vovó do BBB ao lançamento de um livro do editor da revista, Edson Aran&lt;/a&gt;, em São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;"Ela foi ao evento do editor da 'Playboy' e aí começaram as especulações", disse Paulo, marido de &lt;a href="http://ego.globo.com/Gente/Celebridades/0,,LEA1146-9805,00-NAIA.html" target="_self"&gt;Naná&lt;/a&gt;, ao EGO. "Já teve até uma conversa com um rapaz que se disse representante dessas revistas (nudez), mas faz tempo. Interesse há por parte dela, mas não tem nada de concreto com a revista."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diante de tanto zunzunzum em torno da nudez de Naiá, a própria publicação veio a público negar o interesse. "A Playboy, ao contrário do que vem sendo noticiado, não está em negociação com a BBB Naiá".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-2346582525319215442?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2346582525319215442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/eu-rir-mt-x.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2346582525319215442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/2346582525319215442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/eu-rir-mt-x.html' title='eu rir mt ;x'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8482965055122715740</id><published>2009-07-26T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:19:18.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pior que a gripe A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SmyB8TK6EUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CtiHFW3Zva4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362804129229574466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SmyB8TK6EUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CtiHFW3Zva4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mas há algo muito pior nesta terra do que a gripe A. Algo que desde o começo da humanidade vem sendo transmitido de ser humano para ser humano. Algo que nasce com a pessoa e já se manifesta nos primeiros meses de vida. Este algo é o pecado e tem conseqüências muito piores do que a gripe A. A Bíblia nos diz em Romanos 6,23a: “Porque o salário do pecado é a morte”. Esta morte não é somente a morte física, mas a morte espiritual, que separou o homem de Deus. E diariamente vemos os seus efeitos nos seres humanos. A violência e a criminalidade aumentam. Professores que não sabem mais o que fazer com seus alunos que partem para a violência. Pais, que na aflição de ajudar um filho dependente de drogas, não vêem outra solução do que acorrentá-lo numa cama. E o consumo de drogas aumenta assustadoramente! A falta de amor entre as pessoas leva ao descaso umas pelas outras. Com o fim da estrutura familiar, crianças e jovens perdem a referência e ficam abandonados. Busca-se o melhor para si em detrimento do próximo. O egoísmo se alastra em nossa sociedade.&lt;br /&gt;Qual é a saída? Será que o ser humano tem como se livrar do pecado e suas conseqüências? Há alguma força dentro do ser humano que pode mudar esta situação? Não. O homem já provou através dos séculos que ele não é capaz de vencer o pecado. Assim Deus, em Seu grande amor, nos apresenta o caminho para a verdadeira solução através de Seu filho Jesus Cristo. E Ele afirma em João 3,16: “Porque Deus amou o mundo de tal maneira que deu o seu filho unigênito para que todo que nele crer não pereça, mas tenha a vida eterna”. Claramente Deus nos mostra que há uma saída. Sim, há a possibilidade de nós não sermos dominados pelo pecado. Jesus, através de Sua morte na cruz, venceu o pecado. O problema consiste em que nós não aceitamos a solução que Deus nos apresenta. Agimos como uma pessoa que é aconselhada, pelo seu médico, a tomar certo remédio para ser curado mas “ignora” o conselho e por fim chega a morrer!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quando ouvires a Sua voz (o convite) não endureça teu coração... Aceita a saída que Deus te propõe! “... mas o dom gratuito de Deus é a vida eterna, por Cristo Jesus nosso Senhor” (Romanos 6.23b). Reconheça que lutaste para mudar esta situação, da presença do pecado em tua vida, mas que não tens conseguido vencer. Se estás nesta situação, Jesus quer transformar tua vida. Ele quer dar-te uma nova vida. Uma vida da qual não te arrependerás! (Markus Steiger - &lt;a href="http://www.ajesus.com.br/"&gt;http://www.ajesus.com.br&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/1241054011644491114-8482965055122715740?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8482965055122715740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/pior-que-gripe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8482965055122715740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8482965055122715740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/pior-que-gripe.html' title='Pior que a gripe A'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SmyB8TK6EUI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CtiHFW3Zva4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3312965353966346565</id><published>2009-07-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:42:35.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--'</title><content type='html'>é normal ñ ter vontade de escrever no blog ?&lt;br /&gt;porque eu não tenho nenhum prazer em vir aqui mais ... eu hemm o0&lt;br /&gt;estou tão revoltada depois da morte do meu primo ...&lt;br /&gt;eu não quero nem saber até onde essa violência irá ... :/&lt;br /&gt;estou com uma dor na coluna aqui, uiiiui&lt;br /&gt;deve ser pq fiquei uns dias sem a mesinha do pc e fui obrigada a ficar totalmente torta&lt;br /&gt;ali na minha cama ...  mas esta doendo pra xuxu !!!&lt;br /&gt;de sexta pra sábado, fiquei na net ate tardão e depois fiquei conversdando com minha prima¹²¹²³ ... só sei que acordei 13:39 e 14hrs eu tinha ensaio do louvor.. hohoho very good !&lt;br /&gt;levantei rapidão, almoçei  e pã ... foi benção o ensaio :D&lt;br /&gt;agora estou esperando meus pais chegarem pra gente sair, mas tá diiifirrci .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cansei de escrever&lt;br /&gt;Bjos, ñ me liga ! &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3312965353966346565?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3312965353966346565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3312965353966346565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3312965353966346565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_25.html' title='--&apos;'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-9215701524550594846</id><published>2009-07-22T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:40:53.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;x</title><content type='html'>foram tantas emoções desde quarta passada ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peguei busão errado e fui parar no fim do mundo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinha acabado de fazer minha raiz e peguei chuva;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revi um amigo que voltou de viagem;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e meu primo de 13 anos morreu esfaqueado terça agora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-9215701524550594846?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9215701524550594846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/9215701524550594846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/9215701524550594846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/x.html' title=';x'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3088470403669186218</id><published>2009-07-13T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:37:23.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^^'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Slu1mBB5NnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/6AnqAe0gWRw/s1600-h/pcchao+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358075846403372658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Slu1mBB5NnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/6AnqAe0gWRw/s200/pcchao+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;estou exatamente sentada em cima do meu travesserio com o teclado na perna, cpu no chão tbm, com o monitor em cima kkk ... isso tudo porque dei a mesinha do computador pro meu irmão e irei comprar uma bem menor ... passei o dia quase todo assim, nessa situação ... &lt;div&gt;fui pro pré-vest de manhã, voltei e começei a arrumar a casa .. está tudo tão limpinho, cherouuusuu ... malhação bombou hoje haha ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;estava lavando as louças mais cedo e lembrei de uma música&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' por mais que eu tente lhe dizer, o quanto eu sinto por você, como é possível não saber, que euu te quero ' AHAM, eu sei do fundo do baú ... mas´...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;então resolvi baixar algumas músicas da marjorie estiano, semana que vem eu deleto tudo ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acho que foi em 2005, eu e bray 24hrs por dia ouvindo kkk ... duas idiotas apaixonadas por umas pessoas mais idiotas ainda --' acontece quando se tem 14 anos ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se eu ERA uma idiota apaixonada, pq estou ouvindo MJ agora ?! =o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;comigo então : eu viajei no tempo só por vocêÊÊÊÊÊ (8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;essa parte é linda :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem é que sabe a direção&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra encontrar quem não se vê?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se o tempo sempre tem razão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tudo sempre vai mudar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que manter os pés no chão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se todo mundo quer voar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... o que tiver de ser, será (8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3088470403669186218?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3088470403669186218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3088470403669186218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3088470403669186218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_13.html' title='^^&apos;'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Slu1mBB5NnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/6AnqAe0gWRw/s72-c/pcchao+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5388273046132190726</id><published>2009-07-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:17:34.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um sábado  ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SloK8T5aniI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v4ubA-BWefw/s1600-h/lululluuu+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357606737960148514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SloK8T5aniI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v4ubA-BWefw/s200/lululluuu+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu havia dito que iria sumir do mapa pra vegetar, pensar na life ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mas sabe como é né, Deus escreve certo por linhas certas, torto é quem não sabe interpretar !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Levantei 14hrs ( só na depre ), tomei um banho e comi qualquer coisa por aqui ... meu pai tinha chegado e como sempre dormindo no sofá ... um pouco depois, Alice me liga perguntando se eu queria conversar, e eu com um super ânimo 'quero sim', me chamou pra ir até sua casa ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Semmmmpre que estou lá, cada minuto é um flash, nunca vi ... até com alguns hormônios alterados eu preciso tirar foto pra vÊ se distrai .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Comi um bolo de chocolate com sorvete, que MERMÃO =o, cura qualquer fossa do iguaçu ( entenderam ? hã? hã ? ) .. óótimo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Conversamos pra dédeu ... logo a noite chegou e eu achannndo que iria voltar pra casa, fui parar na casa de Eric ... " culto no lar ", 1 vez por mês na casa de algum dos japoneses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;( FUNABASHI )....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lá Deus tinha preparado algumas coisas pra mim ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chorei o que tinha de chorar, e ouvi o que tinha de ouvir ... tio Edmilson como sempre, uma benção na minha vida ... adoro quando ele fala... não só por falar as coisas que eu preciso escutar, mas sim, por ser usado pelo Senhor ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoje quando acordei, me senti mais forte do que antes e mais decidida também ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nessa fase da vida, nós queremos que tudo de bom aconteça logo, sem pensar que ' será que estou preparado pra que determinada situação aconteça na minha vida ? ' ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Não quero e pretendo não me precipitar por mais nadaaa, continuarei sonhando os sonhos de Deus e seguindo seus caminhos ... eu sei que muiita coisa boa irá acontecer, mas no seu devido tempo e hora !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fácil falar, né ?! Mas quem disse que não seria difícil !?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- É na tribulação que somos moldados !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Quando sou fraco, então é que sou forte !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5388273046132190726?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5388273046132190726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-sabado.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5388273046132190726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5388273046132190726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-sabado.html' title='Um sábado  ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SloK8T5aniI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v4ubA-BWefw/s72-c/lululluuu+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6556868214556924397</id><published>2009-07-10T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:55:29.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Slf-9adC2EI/AAAAAAAAAlw/APKBjVUeyzg/s1600-h/lua+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357030612807112770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Slf-9adC2EI/AAAAAAAAAlw/APKBjVUeyzg/s200/lua+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;por que aquela bendita frase ' nossa amizade não irá mudar ' existe ? e por que as pessoas inssistem em dize-la ? se as coisas irão mudar, se as coisas não irão ser da msm maneira nunca mais ? isso magoa sabia ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que dia foi esse hem, eita ferro ... alguém já chorou vendo malhação aí ? ultimamente ando tão frágil ... o0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iria jogar futebol hoje, as meninas super empolgadas ... mas como alegriaa de pobre dura pouco né, a quadra não foi liberada ¬¬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fomos ao parque ficar tentando fazer embaixadinhas, toquinhos ... tentar distrair a mente ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouvindo Day Is Dimming - Brooke Fraser, legal a música, super agitada --'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;acho que amanhã irei sumir do mapa, vegetar em um lugar que quero ir a um bom tempo ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6556868214556924397?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6556868214556924397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/por-que-aquela-bendita-frase-nossa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6556868214556924397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6556868214556924397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/por-que-aquela-bendita-frase-nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Slf-9adC2EI/AAAAAAAAAlw/APKBjVUeyzg/s72-c/lua+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6014358583583344282</id><published>2009-07-08T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:41:38.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FÉÉRIAS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SlSvWb5bzHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Dci-NRTe0zk/s1600-h/niver+aninha+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356098656830999666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SlSvWb5bzHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Dci-NRTe0zk/s200/niver+aninha+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enfim&lt;/em&gt;, elas chegaram !!! esperei tannto por esse momento, esperei tanto pra dizer &lt;em&gt;ESTOU DE FÉRIASSSS !!!!&lt;/em&gt; mas só do 3° ano ... pq do pré-vest só semana que vem, arrrgg ... --'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rematrícula&lt;/em&gt; do inglês amanhã, ñ decidi se irei mudar o horario ou continuar no msm, sempre fazendo escolhas, que isso brow ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;preciso arrumar a casa, será que minha vida sempre vai girar em torno disso ? eu não aguento essa vida de isaura kkk ... sério :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ontem&lt;/em&gt; teve uma reunião com o pessoal do teatro... é, estou participando ... Domingo passado fiz uma cena, em qual eu era a amiga da Bruna, a Cris ... ñ vou contar sobre o que era, pois estou cm preguiça ... mas eu bombei !!! modestaa ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoje&lt;/em&gt; na escola tive uma notícia de que em agosto o projeto ' mais tempo na escola ' vai começar ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;vai ter rádio, blog e mais uns trecos ... e lógico que coloquei meu name lá ... quero fazer parte do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;blog da escola, aiii estou ansiosa ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6014358583583344282?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SlSvWb5bzHI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Dci-NRTe0zk/s72-c/niver+aninha+181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1427934087178143186</id><published>2009-07-07T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:47:48.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SlPshXwVOiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ow-O2Vot6Vs/s1600-h/lalala+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355884439930223138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SlPshXwVOiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ow-O2Vot6Vs/s200/lalala+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não sei até quando irei esperar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não sei até quando você vai me negar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas eu sei, que um dia você irá me proucurar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e no final vai me amar ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ennfô . apokspoaksopkaop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaiai ... coração apaixonado é bobo (8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh God, mais paciência ¹²³¹²³&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1427934087178143186?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1427934087178143186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1427934087178143186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1427934087178143186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SlPshXwVOiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ow-O2Vot6Vs/s72-c/lalala+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5980716950049901680</id><published>2009-07-05T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:27:04.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>passado</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2cd271b654a25575" 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://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cd271b654a25575%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331425185%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E8089D0574A4732AC77982FD0D8F22EB76C4D4A.1F55DB59AC2D7FE605D0C4BECDD7298F0505BE8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cd271b654a25575%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEWMydsbRKOV7Q28Xe_VG3o26xcg&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://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2cd271b654a25575%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331425185%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E8089D0574A4732AC77982FD0D8F22EB76C4D4A.1F55DB59AC2D7FE605D0C4BECDD7298F0505BE8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2cd271b654a25575%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEWMydsbRKOV7Q28Xe_VG3o26xcg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem foi um dia muiito longo ...&lt;br /&gt;4° congresso Sinodal ... como eu já havia previsto, não fui eleita a nada (Y)&lt;br /&gt;fiquei péssima e arrazada mas aceito as vontades de Deus !&lt;br /&gt;revi uns amigos lá s2, conheci pessoas suuper legais  ...&lt;br /&gt;de 9hrs até as 16hs +- em Jardim América  e de 17hrs até 22hrs em Viana&lt;br /&gt;não queiram saber  meu estado quando cheguei em casa !&lt;br /&gt;mas em Viana foi benção¹²³ ... &lt;br /&gt;os japoneses tocaram, a palavra foi oootééma  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e amanhã, o meu ' passado ' voltará a tona ...&lt;br /&gt;aiai ... amanhã ... amanhã ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5980716950049901680?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2cd271b654a25575&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5980716950049901680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/passado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5980716950049901680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5980716950049901680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/passado.html' title='passado'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5655040629256002023</id><published>2009-07-03T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:04:35.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembranças</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sk5k9tbeh-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/5zmVp1rF_9k/s1600-h/lululluuu+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354328018319738850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sk5k9tbeh-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/5zmVp1rF_9k/s200/lululluuu+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;mesmo sem autorização,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;seu pensamento reapresenta um capítulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5655040629256002023?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5655040629256002023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/lembrancas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5655040629256002023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/5655040629256002023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/lembrancas.html' title='Lembranças'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sk5k9tbeh-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/5zmVp1rF_9k/s72-c/lululluuu+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1722668261128957583</id><published>2009-07-01T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:18:16.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sku1kxe68HI/AAAAAAAAAkg/CnhGPGdaB5I/s1600-h/gula2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353572225422913650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sku1kxe68HI/AAAAAAAAAkg/CnhGPGdaB5I/s200/gula2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quanto mais se come, mais se perde o controle, desencadeando um sentimento de frustração, ansiedade e culpa, gerando assim uma grande insatisfação pessoal e também com o mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A gula pode ser encarada como um comportamento "over", excessivo, que se manifesta em vários outros planos como o emocional, sexual, social, financeiro, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gula é, portanto, um importante sinalizador que avalia o momento que a pessoa está vivendo; o que precisa ser transformado, mudado ou substituído.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sintetizando, a gula é um comportamento compulsivo onde existe uma insatisfação total e irrestrita consigo mesmo e a tentativa de encontrar um remédio para esta angústia, desencadeia sentimentos de frustração e ansiedade que se aplacam com o avassalador ataque ao seu objeto de "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;prazer&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1722668261128957583?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1722668261128957583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/gula.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1722668261128957583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1722668261128957583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/gula.html' title='Gula'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sku1kxe68HI/AAAAAAAAAkg/CnhGPGdaB5I/s72-c/gula2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8658009709123945574</id><published>2009-07-01T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:08:20.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos; diz pra mim que agente vai se encontrar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e que esse dia já tá quase chegando&apos;'/><title type='text'>OH MY GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sku0EyoRYyI/AAAAAAAAAkY/aDBO8-pX7LM/s1600-h/niver+aninha+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353570576463127330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sku0EyoRYyI/AAAAAAAAAkY/aDBO8-pX7LM/s200/niver+aninha+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOING, JESSSSSSSSSUS ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;QUER ME MATAR DO CORAÇÃO ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;VC'S NÃO TEM NOÇÃO ... QUE NOTÍCIA BOAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;QUE EU RECEBIII&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;OH MY GOOOOOOOOOD !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;' o meu coração enfim vai respirar '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-8658009709123945574?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8658009709123945574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-5001282168580970733</id><published>2009-06-30T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:49:28.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>123, ABC, DÓ RÉ MÍ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sko_gzKJNKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GhItKLa9gfo/s1600-h/niver+aninha+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353160939804374178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sko_gzKJNKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GhItKLa9gfo/s200/niver+aninha+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do que você gosta ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eu gosto de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;rir, brincar, pular, foto, abraço, ouvir, falar, conversar, comer, caretas, peidar, msn, orkut, ler, ir na manicure, comprar, emagrecer, me maquiar, lua, sol, inverno, verão, noite, dia, pipoca, sorvete, batata frita, açaí, arrotar, brigadeiro, bolo, pirulito, domir, sonhar, viajar, panguá, vegetar, imaginar, rabiscar, blábláblá . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-5001282168580970733?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5001282168580970733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/123-abc-do-re-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-901642150862241701</id><published>2009-06-26T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:28:33.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morreu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/4656/1644034xk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 594px" alt="" src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/4656/1644034xk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E o mundo para mais uma vez por causa de uma morte ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra mim ñ faz diferença nenhuma; :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se bem que ele fez uma coisa legal ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'ajudou' alguns necessitados ... paã ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas tadinho ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que ouviu falar de Jesus ?! Pq se ouviu e ñ aceitou .. xiiiiiiii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;deve estar ensinando a dançinha pros ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fim dos tempos mesmo ... Michael Jackson morreeeeeeeu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-901642150862241701?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/901642150862241701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/morreu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/901642150862241701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/901642150862241701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/morreu.html' title='Morreu'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-345027554574999961</id><published>2009-06-24T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:58:21.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aleks'/><title type='text'>Nuven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SkLWUN53YoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_PM9NpDX-tg/s1600-h/OAAAABQ6o0fu10TcS0s3STV8lu8AlUL5NmLswLuzKnzu6h-1ulOxxcTq2UTrf-VouAHSJ3OQ1DQ872_qyE9kXuK0qs0Am1T1UOOk605z-mjp6sSVkcdPh-86lYTo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351074950087664258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SkLWUN53YoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_PM9NpDX-tg/s200/OAAAABQ6o0fu10TcS0s3STV8lu8AlUL5NmLswLuzKnzu6h-1ulOxxcTq2UTrf-VouAHSJ3OQ1DQ872_qyE9kXuK0qs0Am1T1UOOk605z-mjp6sSVkcdPh-86lYTo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; queria ser uma nuvem&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia ver de cima&lt;br /&gt;Presente ao contornar os sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Estar sempre mais perto de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Ter um refúgio nas alturas&lt;br /&gt;Difícil pra tristeza me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Permanecer interessante&lt;br /&gt; Ainda se alguma forma estranha formar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-345027554574999961?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/345027554574999961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/nuven.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/345027554574999961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/345027554574999961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/nuven.html' title='Nuven'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SkLWUN53YoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_PM9NpDX-tg/s72-c/OAAAABQ6o0fu10TcS0s3STV8lu8AlUL5NmLswLuzKnzu6h-1ulOxxcTq2UTrf-VouAHSJ3OQ1DQ872_qyE9kXuK0qs0Am1T1UOOk605z-mjp6sSVkcdPh-86lYTo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3300041853824486838</id><published>2009-06-23T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:15:13.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Amélias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SkDxR-rCyjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bL1jfZjmwEI/s1600-h/hot_chocolate_0528_440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350541648499755570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SkDxR-rCyjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bL1jfZjmwEI/s200/hot_chocolate_0528_440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com esse friozinho, fica difícil resistir a uma xícara quente de chocolate, em meio ao cobertor e ao controle remoto para relaxar e esquentar o corpo.E quando pensamos em chocolate, começamos a nos questionar o que ele de fato pode causar a nosso organismo, além de aquecer o corpo e dar uma sensação de relaxamento maravilhoso. Pois ouvimos de uns que faz bem, por outros faz mal. Mas afinal, o que de fato é mito e o que é verdade?&lt;br /&gt;Considerado o grande vilão das dietas, o chocolate é liderado como o alimento mais desejado por crianças, adolescentes e adultos. Batizado pelos gregos de “theobroma”, que significa alimento dos deuses, esta iguaria causa um verdadeiro fascínio entre as pessoas a ponto de fazer com que algumas fiquem viciadas, os chamados “chocólatras“.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;continuação &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://clubedolar.wordpress.com/2009/06/23/chocolate-faz-bem-ou-prejudica-a-saude-confira-as-verdades-e-mitos-sobre-essa-deliciosa-tentacao/"&gt;http://clubedolar.wordpress.com/2009/06/23/chocolate-faz-bem-ou-prejudica-a-saude-confira-as-verdades-e-mitos-sobre-essa-deliciosa-tentacao/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3300041853824486838?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3300041853824486838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-amelias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3300041853824486838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3300041853824486838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-amelias.html' title='Blog Amélias'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SkDxR-rCyjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bL1jfZjmwEI/s72-c/hot_chocolate_0528_440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6052577211446154774</id><published>2009-06-20T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:47:11.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sj10y76OcaI/AAAAAAAAAjw/gwXlwW1hDJs/s1600-h/imagesCAIEQNC7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349560350810206626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sj10y76OcaI/AAAAAAAAAjw/gwXlwW1hDJs/s200/imagesCAIEQNC7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mais um sábado a noite em casa... &lt;div&gt;e dessa vez por motivos pééésssimos !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;estou me sentindo um lixo, a mosca do cocozão do cavalo . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esse frio ainda pra ajudar ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem namorado, sem ngm pra me ligar, sem tudo ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;preguiça de viver já :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrrg ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6052577211446154774?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6052577211446154774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6052577211446154774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6052577211446154774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_20.html' title='...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sj10y76OcaI/AAAAAAAAAjw/gwXlwW1hDJs/s72-c/imagesCAIEQNC7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6454320468428940465</id><published>2009-06-19T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:36:08.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não é fácil ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sjx0njdYE7I/AAAAAAAAAjg/o7AlpCzAIks/s1600-h/siupa+2009+534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349278680291480498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sjx0njdYE7I/AAAAAAAAAjg/o7AlpCzAIks/s200/siupa+2009+534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;não pensar em você... É estranho... não te contar meus planos, não te encontrar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;todo dia de manhã, enquanto eu tomo meu café amargo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;É, ainda boto fé, de um dia te ter ao meu lado! Onde você anda, onde está você? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Toda vez que eu saio eu me preparo pra talvez te ver... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Na verdade, eu preciso esquecer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mas o que eu faço, o que eu posso fazer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não é fácil... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6454320468428940465?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6454320468428940465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-e-facil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6454320468428940465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6454320468428940465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/nao-e-facil.html' title='Não é fácil ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sjx0njdYE7I/AAAAAAAAAjg/o7AlpCzAIks/s72-c/siupa+2009+534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-717655131113075277</id><published>2009-06-19T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:42:51.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SjvOCTeJSII/AAAAAAAAAjY/GuD9nB8RjwI/s1600-h/siupa+2009+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349095521414367362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SjvOCTeJSII/AAAAAAAAAjY/GuD9nB8RjwI/s200/siupa+2009+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu entendo, mas não aceito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu aceito, mas não entendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiii Deus ... o Senhor e suas obras em minha vida !!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-717655131113075277?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/717655131113075277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/717655131113075277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/717655131113075277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='?!'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SjvOCTeJSII/AAAAAAAAAjY/GuD9nB8RjwI/s72-c/siupa+2009+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-481205120761759036</id><published>2009-06-18T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:44:56.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siupa  2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sjpg5cZoRZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hL4n8ZLmpcU/s1600-h/siupa+2009+445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348694047448384914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sjpg5cZoRZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hL4n8ZLmpcU/s200/siupa+2009+445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;resumindo : &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENÇÃO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-481205120761759036?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/481205120761759036/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/siupa-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/481205120761759036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/481205120761759036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/siupa-2009.html' title='Siupa  2009'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sjpg5cZoRZI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hL4n8ZLmpcU/s72-c/siupa+2009+445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-1255457370794959139</id><published>2009-06-07T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T09:24:10.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uiuiui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SivpZJCjJoI/AAAAAAAAAiM/tzJEFWJcxdA/s1600-h/85536377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344622000937838210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SivpZJCjJoI/AAAAAAAAAiM/tzJEFWJcxdA/s200/85536377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;friozinho hoje. bom pra ver um filminho, comer popcorn e chocolate ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mass ficarei só no desejo =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mais vale uma calça fechando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do que 5 minutos de alegria por causa de um chocolate ! --'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;é a vida . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-1255457370794959139?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1255457370794959139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/uiuiui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1255457370794959139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/1255457370794959139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/uiuiui.html' title='uiuiui'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SivpZJCjJoI/AAAAAAAAAiM/tzJEFWJcxdA/s72-c/85536377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3096580622375830890</id><published>2009-06-06T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T06:15:12.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcol / cartão bixado / frustação : muita pizza'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SiprNyR8ndI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IG-fpsws_g0/s1600-h/xopz+vix+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344201792408034770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SiprNyR8ndI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IG-fpsws_g0/s200/xopz+vix+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;no dia seguinte do começo da dieta (terça-feira ), que fome que eu passei caracas o0 ... mas só sei que o resultado está sendo óóóteemo .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;váários elogios pã .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem tentei entrar no trombini, rum haha huhu altos problems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acabei afogando as mágoas numa pizza maracanã metade calabresa metade frango com catupiry e um copo big de coca-cola &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEU DEUS COMO ESTAVA BOM !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3096580622375830890?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3096580622375830890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-dia-seguinte-do-comeco-da-dieta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3096580622375830890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3096580622375830890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-dia-seguinte-do-comeco-da-dieta.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SiprNyR8ndI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IG-fpsws_g0/s72-c/xopz+vix+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-8233279893608809846</id><published>2009-06-02T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:49:14.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SiVIj-ZAtwI/AAAAAAAAAh8/yAlcxSaj2rY/s1600-h/samira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342756315825485570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SiVIj-ZAtwI/AAAAAAAAAh8/yAlcxSaj2rY/s200/samira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;ontem de tarde resolvi tirar uma soneca. acordei com uma voz conhecida. levantei para ver quem era, e ' - OH ! ' era a amiga da minha mãe que foi embora para os EUA quando eu nasci, que agora mora na Austrália e vem nos visitar de 2 em 2 years .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ai rola sempre aquele ' nossa, como você cresceu, como está bonita, como está assim, assado'... enfim foi muito cool revê-la :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mais tarde fui na endocrinologista que me disse poucas e boas, só sei que bufei de raiva e quando cheguei em casa chore igual uma condenada e acabei dormindo antes das 20hrs ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoje começei minha dieta de 1,200 calorias ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;não, eu nãooo estou com fome&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-8233279893608809846?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8233279893608809846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/ontem-de-tarde-resolvi-tirar-uma-soneca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8233279893608809846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/8233279893608809846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/ontem-de-tarde-resolvi-tirar-uma-soneca.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SiVIj-ZAtwI/AAAAAAAAAh8/yAlcxSaj2rY/s72-c/samira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3398304334117790770</id><published>2009-05-28T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:53:39.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sh566xD3nwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/SYachXF7LUk/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+pra%C3%A7a+do+papa+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340841358128553730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sh566xD3nwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/SYachXF7LUk/s200/C%C3%B3pia+de+pra%C3%A7a+do+papa+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;' mas eu tenho que continuar respirando&lt;br /&gt;pois o &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt; vai nascer amanhã .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e ngm sabe o que a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maré&lt;/span&gt; vai me trazer '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3398304334117790770?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3398304334117790770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/mas-eu-tenho-que-continuar-respirando.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3398304334117790770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3398304334117790770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/mas-eu-tenho-que-continuar-respirando.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sh566xD3nwI/AAAAAAAAAhU/SYachXF7LUk/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+pra%C3%A7a+do+papa+181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6719591784185524648</id><published>2009-05-27T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:34:54.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sh15fzCLjCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/tz92zOjNVF8/s1600-h/OQAAAIsT0KlR4GLW3DMhOoyvW4nBnS2h3hVnWZrmX0VmsTYEZtlBQH62FbLZWAIgnD02xBk-xAB-r8nWqKugD49z5BAAm1T1UPE7qwA8OF3ofLQ8ReoW92S-uPG6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340558320313535522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sh15fzCLjCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/tz92zOjNVF8/s200/OQAAAIsT0KlR4GLW3DMhOoyvW4nBnS2h3hVnWZrmX0VmsTYEZtlBQH62FbLZWAIgnD02xBk-xAB-r8nWqKugD49z5BAAm1T1UPE7qwA8OF3ofLQ8ReoW92S-uPG6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os dias correm, somem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E com o tempo não vão voltar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só há &lt;em&gt;uma chance pra viver&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não perca a força, e o sonho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não deixe nunca de acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tudo vai acontecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6719591784185524648?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6719591784185524648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/os-dias-correm-somem-e-com-o-tempo-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6719591784185524648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6719591784185524648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/os-dias-correm-somem-e-com-o-tempo-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sh15fzCLjCI/AAAAAAAAAhM/tz92zOjNVF8/s72-c/OQAAAIsT0KlR4GLW3DMhOoyvW4nBnS2h3hVnWZrmX0VmsTYEZtlBQH62FbLZWAIgnD02xBk-xAB-r8nWqKugD49z5BAAm1T1UPE7qwA8OF3ofLQ8ReoW92S-uPG6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6299914086852632922</id><published>2009-05-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:16:45.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sg3Nixg37UI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cbdfrPvofGI/s1600-h/Brooke-africa-adj.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336147130794372418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sg3Nixg37UI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cbdfrPvofGI/s200/Brooke-africa-adj.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orai por todas as crianças&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No louvor dos pequeninos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há poder contra o inimigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orai por todas as crianças&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não as impeçais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Pois delas é o meu reino de amor'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6299914086852632922?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6299914086852632922/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6299914086852632922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6299914086852632922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sg3Nixg37UI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cbdfrPvofGI/s72-c/Brooke-africa-adj.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-3067479571669589409</id><published>2009-05-13T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:39:23.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VulOPIYhuug'/><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SguBl7NqlGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nDdu2xB4LEM/s1600-h/000+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335500672100635746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SguBl7NqlGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nDdu2xB4LEM/s200/000+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque pequenas coisas fazem o dia parece um inferno !?&lt;/em&gt; ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;já não bastasse a merda da saudade ...&lt;br /&gt;- um recado seco, problemas com a Avon, comilança, ñ aprender a matéria de química no pré-vest por ter ido em outro horário na aula passada, mãe com 'raivinha' sem motivo algum, ficar de cara com as próprias visitas, vontade de explodir o mundooooooooo :@ ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu hem ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o mundo se revoltou contra mim ou é só mais um dia ruim ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-3067479571669589409?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3067479571669589409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/porque-pequenas-coisas-fazem-o-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3067479571669589409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/3067479571669589409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/porque-pequenas-coisas-fazem-o-dia.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SguBl7NqlGI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nDdu2xB4LEM/s72-c/000+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-7834658709400063230</id><published>2009-05-13T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:01:45.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saudades . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SgsmhNqw9HI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PHx2ZLtEtes/s1600-h/000+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335400535597053042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SgsmhNqw9HI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PHx2ZLtEtes/s200/000+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje, exatamente HOJE completam 3 meses...&lt;br /&gt;3 meses de pura &lt;em&gt;saudade&lt;/em&gt;, de pura ângustia e sei lá mais o que ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esperar está me deixado louca, esperar tanto tempo assim não é fáci :/ ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só faltam mais 2 meses pra isso tudo acabar, eu acho ... então que eles passem looogo ... pq ficar desse jeito está me matando ;x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-7834658709400063230?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7834658709400063230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7834658709400063230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/7834658709400063230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/saudades.html' title='saudades . . .'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SgsmhNqw9HI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PHx2ZLtEtes/s72-c/000+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1241054011644491114.post-6311393661237774271</id><published>2009-05-02T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:53:39.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chuvinha ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sfxsd86wSQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/TA3a0PklGEo/s1600-h/939543014_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331255320724392194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sfxsd86wSQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/TA3a0PklGEo/s200/939543014_img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/SfxqtPqU2KI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6f7seDi3XKU/s1600-h/Efeito+Hot+Colors+2+.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje está sendo mais um dia chuvoso, um dia em que as tritezas tentam tomar conta de mim ... Mas eu não quero ficar com o ânimo &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;, quero ficar em &lt;em&gt;estado anestésico&lt;/em&gt;, tentar não pensar ... apenas vegetar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1241054011644491114-6311393661237774271?l=lluaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6311393661237774271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/chuvinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6311393661237774271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1241054011644491114/posts/default/6311393661237774271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lluaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/chuvinha.html' title='chuvinha ...'/><author><name>LuanaGuimarães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14418169090341748837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7jVmZ3wHiqY/TsEj1EyOfKI/AAAAAAAABSA/971V_06Vgro/s220/DSC03608.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ccPP0LnvFM8/Sfxsd86wSQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/TA3a0PklGEo/s72-c/939543014_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
