<?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-8868583069451239100</id><updated>2011-10-02T09:14:29.387-07:00</updated><category term='irmão'/><category term='tempo'/><title type='text'>E o que tiver que ser, será.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-2958161327182075517</id><published>2011-05-13T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T21:57:48.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu sou o pedaço de mim feito pelas escolhas erradas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-2958161327182075517?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/2958161327182075517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=2958161327182075517' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2958161327182075517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2958161327182075517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-sou-o-pedaco-de-mim-feito-pelas.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5884413055992778144</id><published>2011-05-07T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T22:50:54.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ELE É SÓ UM CARA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;É só um cara. Não o denso lago de mistérios gozosos onde você  mergulhou e ainda não submergiu. Nem o sustentáculo de todos os ossos de  seu corpo, tampouco o mármore onde está gravada a suprema razão de sua  existência. É só um cara.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;E quer mesmo saber? É um cara como todos os outros caras.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Esse que te perguntou as horas no meio da rua – podia ter sido ele e  você nem ligou. O mendigo, o ginecologista, o padre, o dealer. Ele  estava ali o tempo todo. E ele não estava. Ele é só um deles. Vários.  Uma legião. E ninguém.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;É só um cara. E não a sua vida. E não todos os dias da sua história. E  não todas as suas lágrimas juntas em um único sábado solitário. Ele não  é o destino. É um cara. Existem muitos destinos.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ele é só um cara que mal sabe escolher os próprios perfumes. Não sabe  sangrar. Não sabe que nome daria a um filho. Não pode ficar mais tempo.  Ele é só um cara perdido como muitos outros caras que você encontrou. E  perdeu.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ele é só um cara. E você já esqueceu outros caras antes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Autor desconhecido&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5884413055992778144?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5884413055992778144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5884413055992778144' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5884413055992778144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5884413055992778144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2011/05/ele-e-so-um-cara.html' title='ELE É SÓ UM CARA'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8928287245013542457</id><published>2010-10-30T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:13:35.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Nós bebemos demais, gastamos sem critério. Dirigimos rápido demais,  ficamos acordados até muito mais tarde, acordamos muito cansados, lemos  muito pouco, assistimos TV demais e raramente estamos com Deus.  Mutiplicamos nosso bens, mas reduzimos nossos valores. Nós falamos  demais, amamos raramente, odiamos frequentemente. Aprendemos a  sobreviver, mas não a viver; adicionamos anos à nossa vida e não vida  aos nossos anos. Fomos e voltamos à Lua, mas temos dificuldades de  cruzar a rua e encontrar novos  vizinhos. Conquistamos o espaço, mas não  o nosso próprio. Fizemos muitas coisas maiores, mas pouquíssimas  melhores. Limpamos o ar, mas poluímos a alma; dominamos o átomo, mas não  nosso preconceito; escrevemos mais, mas aprendemos menos; planejamos  mais, mas realizamos menos... Aprendemos a nos apressar e não, a esperar.  Construímos mais computadores para armazenar mais informações,  produzimos mais cópias do que nunca, mas nos comunicamos cada vez menos.  Estamos na era do 'fast-food', e da digestão lenta; do homem grande, de  caráter pequeno; lucros acentuados e relações vazias. Essa é a era de  dois empregos, vários divorcios, casas chiques e lares despedaçados.  Essa é a era das viagens rápidas, das fraldas descartavéis, das  rapidinhas, dos cérebros ocos e das pílulas "mágicas". Um momento de  muita coisa na vitrine e pouca muito pouco na dispensa. Lembre-se de  passar tempo com pessoas que amamos e que nos amam, pois elas não  estarão aqui para sempre. Lembre-se de dar um abraço carinhoso em seus  pais, num amigo, pois não lhe custa um centavinho sequer. Lembre-se de  dizer "eu te amo" à seu companheiro e às pessoas que ama, mas em  primeiro lugar, se ame... Um beijo e um abraço curam a dor, quando vêm de  lá de dentro. Seja Você em todos os sentidos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(não sei quem é o autor. Se alguem souber me avisa ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-8928287245013542457?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8928287245013542457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8928287245013542457' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8928287245013542457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8928287245013542457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-7306592316160660141</id><published>2010-08-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:03:05.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/TGtbKZgfJNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/n6oShoFBQF4/s1600/3182883523_162262eb81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/TGtbKZgfJNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/n6oShoFBQF4/s320/3182883523_162262eb81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506595203594527954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha uma menina ali na minha rua&lt;br /&gt;que catava as estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;admirava e depois soltava,&lt;br /&gt;tomando cuidado pra não virar purpurina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-7306592316160660141?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/7306592316160660141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=7306592316160660141' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7306592316160660141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7306592316160660141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/08/tinha-uma-menina-ali-na-minha-rua-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/TGtbKZgfJNI/AAAAAAAAAX4/n6oShoFBQF4/s72-c/3182883523_162262eb81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4029479941295478711</id><published>2010-08-03T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T10:31:04.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Estou me apaixonando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas estou me acabando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preciso achar um jeito de dar certo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me deixe ir de volta...&lt;br /&gt;Para um momento tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;Anterior ao das lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Daniela (Escutando The Maine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4029479941295478711?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4029479941295478711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4029479941295478711' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4029479941295478711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4029479941295478711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/08/estou-me-apaixonando-mas-estou-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5515713925874865054</id><published>2010-07-06T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:55:01.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Todo mundo esconde quem é, pelo menos por um tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes você enterra alguma parte de si mesmo tão profundamente, que precisa ser lembrado que ela ainda está lá.&lt;br /&gt;E às vezes, tudo o que você quer é esquecer quem você é, por inteiro.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dexter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5515713925874865054?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5515713925874865054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5515713925874865054' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5515713925874865054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5515713925874865054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/07/todo-mundo-esconde-quem-e-pelo-menos.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6526329574921934924</id><published>2010-06-02T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T17:11:13.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Vivo cada instante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O resto, Deus me livre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu  vou com o vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não trago lembranças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       Belinda - egoísta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8868583069451239100-6526329574921934924?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/6526329574921934924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=6526329574921934924' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6526329574921934924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6526329574921934924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/06/vivo-cada-instante-o-resto-deus-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4367271640856118721</id><published>2010-05-21T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:16:33.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Os olhos mentem dia e noite a dor da gente.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                             O Teatro mágico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4367271640856118721?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4367271640856118721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4367271640856118721' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4367271640856118721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4367271640856118721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-olhos-mentem-dia-e-noite-dor-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4158629919411208143</id><published>2010-05-10T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:28:45.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"EU TE OFEREÇO ESSA CANÇÃO!": que trecho de musica você ofereceria a mim?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sabe aquela antigoona do Falcão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'M NOT DOG NOOOO. KKKKKKKKKKKKK &lt;br /&gt;poizé. ;B&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/danituxa"&gt;Pergunte aê ;B&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4158629919411208143?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4158629919411208143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4158629919411208143' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4158629919411208143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4158629919411208143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/05/te-ofereco-essa-cancao-que-trecho-de.html' title='&amp;quot;EU TE OFEREÇO ESSA CANÇÃO!&amp;quot;: que trecho de musica você ofereceria a mim?'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5055640443371147337</id><published>2010-04-27T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:25:43.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perguntas</title><content type='html'>Outro dia a &lt;a href="http://coisasdeummentecapto.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me perguntou nos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forms&lt;/span&gt; se eu gostaria de ter uma irmã. E isso me levou a uma reflexão (profunda? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kkkk&lt;/span&gt;) de como seria minha vida de meus irmãos fossem "minhas irmãs"...&lt;br /&gt;Bem, seria desastroso! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; Porque o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Danilo&lt;/span&gt;, ele seria uma moça de 27 anos provavelmente solteira, bem sucedida &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pofissionalmente&lt;/span&gt;, que tomaria whisky toda noite pra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;durmir&lt;/span&gt; legal. E mal humorada tipo aquela ruiva do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;city&lt;/span&gt; - na verdade nunca assisti a série, só vi o filme .&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Davi&lt;/span&gt; seria a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;filinha&lt;/span&gt; querida do papai, o que de fato ele é sabe... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kkkk&lt;/span&gt; ele é meio a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;filinha&lt;/span&gt; do papai mesmo. Iria para o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; umas 5 vezes na semana teria uma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;câmera&lt;/span&gt; digital rosa, tiraria foto fazendo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;biquinho&lt;/span&gt;, iria para &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; e colocaria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tooodas&lt;/span&gt; as fotos do orkut,faria sucesso com os gatinhos,seria fã de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;CINE&lt;/span&gt;! - morri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mamãe diz que o filho do meio é o "melhor" preparado pra vida.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;pq&lt;/span&gt; ela fala isso, vai ver no futuro eu vou perceber isso. E no fundo apesar de eu ser meio largada aqui em casa, me sinto confortável com essa situação. Gosto de estar só comigo ,se é que você me entende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu amo meus irmãos! Vai ver se eles fossem mulheres eu não os amaria tanto. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5055640443371147337?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5055640443371147337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5055640443371147337' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5055640443371147337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5055640443371147337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/04/perguntas.html' title='perguntas'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8056334274059508578</id><published>2010-04-27T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:05:12.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>visite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://projetoestampido.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;você não vai se arrepender. ;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-8056334274059508578?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8056334274059508578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8056334274059508578' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8056334274059508578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8056334274059508578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/04/visite.html' title='visite'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8808530075590021770</id><published>2010-03-18T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:54:52.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beije me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Besa&lt;/span&gt; me,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;besa&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mucho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Não ligue para o mundo a nossa volta,não pense na fome no Sul do Piauí,na falta de chuva  ou o excesso dela no mundo,não ligue se vai estudar amanhã bem cedo. Por Deus, esqueça os problemas e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mergulha&lt;/span&gt; em mim,como se a única coisa que estivesse acontecendo em todo o universo fosse esse beijo.&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/8868583069451239100-8808530075590021770?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8808530075590021770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8808530075590021770' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8808530075590021770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8808530075590021770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/03/beije-me.html' title='Beije me'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4827065589614446995</id><published>2010-03-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:40:08.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm miles from where you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="tbl_traducoes" class="cor_2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;Eu estou a milhas de  onde você está,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu me deito no chão frio.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  Eu, eu rezo para que algo me levante&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class=""&gt;&lt;td class="col1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="col2"&gt;  E me coloque nos seus braços calorosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               set the fire to the third bar. - Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4827065589614446995?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4827065589614446995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4827065589614446995' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4827065589614446995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4827065589614446995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-miles-from-where-you-are.html' title='I&apos;m miles from where you are'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4660428502271662170</id><published>2010-03-11T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:51:45.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sete.</title><content type='html'>7 dias da semana, 7 cores do arco-íris, 7 algarismos romanos, 7 colinas de Roma, 7 cidades sagradas da India, 7 torres de Constantinopla, 7 Artes na Antiguidade, 7 Belas-Artes, 7 Maravilhas do mundo antigo, 7 sábios da Grécia, 7 notas musicais, 7 pecados capitais, 7 anões da Branca de Neve, 7 deuses da antiga mitologia chinesa, o nome do Brasil aparece 7 vezes no Hino Nacional, 7 cargos nas eleições brasileiras, a carta de Pero Vaz de Caminha tinha 7 folhas, 7 signos são representados por animais, diz a tradição que Joana D’Ark exclamou 7 vezes o nome de Jesus ao ser queimada na fogueira, a Independência do Brasil aconteceu no dia 7, 7 sacramentos da igreja católica, 7 vidas dos gatos, guardar segredos a 7 chaves, o rosto humano contém 7 orifícios, jogo dos 7 erros, 7 alicerces do mundo, 7 mares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ocorr%C3%AAncias_do_N%C3%BAmero_Sete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4660428502271662170?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4660428502271662170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4660428502271662170' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4660428502271662170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4660428502271662170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2010/03/sete.html' title='sete.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-2061837395370006188</id><published>2009-12-23T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:06:50.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias!</title><content type='html'>Tempo de curtir com o namorado, sair com os amigos, ir pra praia&lt;br /&gt;daçar e beber até cair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pra mim nem tanto u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-2061837395370006188?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/2061837395370006188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=2061837395370006188' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2061837395370006188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2061837395370006188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/12/ferias.html' title='Férias!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-829907764392790232</id><published>2009-11-25T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:09:41.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sw2q6ErJKdI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DMr5ir0OEQ0/s1600/mirror,girl,rose,back,curls,dress-653960f9cb2ad108f4d0c15a0f3d50c5_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sw2q6ErJKdI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DMr5ir0OEQ0/s400/mirror,girl,rose,back,curls,dress-653960f9cb2ad108f4d0c15a0f3d50c5_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408166642205665746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre tangos e entre[tantos], lá estava ela vestida em &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vermelho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-829907764392790232?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/829907764392790232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=829907764392790232' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/829907764392790232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/829907764392790232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/11/entre-tangos-e-entretantos-la-estava.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sw2q6ErJKdI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DMr5ir0OEQ0/s72-c/mirror,girl,rose,back,curls,dress-653960f9cb2ad108f4d0c15a0f3d50c5_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5777761757852590366</id><published>2009-11-21T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:50:06.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu quero acertar em cheio. E nem me importa como. Desejo apenas crescer e não esquecer quem eu sou ,deixo rastros de mim em cada momento da minha vida. E me perco,  percebo que me perdi, mas não me acho mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe para mim meu bem, diga-me o que vê. Aida sou eu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5777761757852590366?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5777761757852590366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5777761757852590366' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5777761757852590366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5777761757852590366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-quero-acertar-em-cheio.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5847797623452824620</id><published>2009-10-29T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:02:19.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Por onde andava você menina!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lá no céu mãe,catando estrelihas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5847797623452824620?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5847797623452824620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5847797623452824620' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5847797623452824620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5847797623452824620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/10/por-onde-andava-voce-menina-la-no-ceu.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4235550161910249528</id><published>2009-10-14T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:20:52.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;próximo&lt;/span&gt; ao seu ultimo suspiro ela &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;refletiu&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não viveu nem metade do que queria ter vivido -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4235550161910249528?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4235550161910249528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4235550161910249528' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4235550161910249528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4235550161910249528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-proximo-ao-seu-ultimo-suspiro-ela.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1998615216693348057</id><published>2009-09-28T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:05:44.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SsF5DDqouiI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/jdIIa1OL6cI/s1600-h/estampas-passaros-garimpofuxique-baixa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SsF5DDqouiI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/jdIIa1OL6cI/s400/estampas-passaros-garimpofuxique-baixa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386719722742528546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando ela chegou em casa,haviam pássaros! Eles passeavam pela cozinha,comiam os bolinhos da vovó,cantarolavam suas melodias agradáveis que juntas se tornavam ensurdecedoras. A casa já estava uma bagunça, como ela explicaria para a avó?&lt;br /&gt;Então sussurrou "por favor passarinhos,saiam passarinhos."&lt;br /&gt;Um por um eles foram saindo e parando em uma árvore do quintal,eram centenas deles,de todas as cores.&lt;br /&gt;A coisa mais bela que era vira em seus longos oito anos de idade.&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/8868583069451239100-1998615216693348057?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1998615216693348057/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1998615216693348057' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1998615216693348057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1998615216693348057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SsF5DDqouiI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/jdIIa1OL6cI/s72-c/estampas-passaros-garimpofuxique-baixa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4640877405464430284</id><published>2009-09-14T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:16:38.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CDavi%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não adianta tentar arrancar o sentimento colado, a minha vergonha é admitir que mordi minha língua. Fui (sou) fraca. Mas teu beijo meu bem é o melhor que já provei.&lt;br /&gt;É uma sina te querer e desejar teus lábios.&lt;br /&gt;Não os mereço, mas sinto como se eles fossem meus.&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/8868583069451239100-4640877405464430284?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4640877405464430284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4640877405464430284' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4640877405464430284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4640877405464430284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/09/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-9053797212516770846</id><published>2009-09-05T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:06:56.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabe amor,&lt;br /&gt;quando tu me abraças sinto um arrepio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É teu coração gelado que esqueceu de me amar verdadeiramente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-9053797212516770846?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/9053797212516770846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=9053797212516770846' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/9053797212516770846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/9053797212516770846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/09/sabe-amor-quando-tu-me-abracas-sinto-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-402401060678469107</id><published>2009-08-27T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:09:36.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gente&lt;/span&gt;.Olha,tem horas que eu queria um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rockstar&lt;/span&gt; daqueles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doidões&lt;/span&gt; sabe?&lt;br /&gt;que quebra guitarra,tem milhões de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;piercings&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; pula na multidão...e xinga toda hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-402401060678469107?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/402401060678469107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=402401060678469107' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/402401060678469107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/402401060678469107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/08/gente.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-3255657603787065254</id><published>2009-08-24T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:39:00.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandes Pessoas</title><content type='html'>Obrigado &lt;a href="http://mudaessapostura.blogspot.com/2009/08/pessoas-importantes-parte-2.html"&gt;Ariadne&lt;/a&gt;, por existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SpMWS-CrXEI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dgs1idZ-f0k/s1600-h/qPBIAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SpMWS-CrXEI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dgs1idZ-f0k/s400/qPBIAH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373663295530818626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-3255657603787065254?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/3255657603787065254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=3255657603787065254' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1967599924327663666</id><published>2009-08-18T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:47:20.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Senti um aperto no peito e uma raiva súbita.&lt;br /&gt;Como ele tem esse direito de apontar o dedo na minha cara?&lt;br /&gt;A garganta ficou apertada e a lágrima quase caiu do olho,me segurei.&lt;br /&gt;Daí ele saiu, O prato que eu tinha na mão joguei na parede.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-1967599924327663666?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1967599924327663666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1967599924327663666' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1967599924327663666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1967599924327663666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5772060534074201567</id><published>2009-07-30T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:11:25.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser quando crescer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu queria ter a certeza do futuro&lt;br /&gt;ou pular pra frente na minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;a adolecencia é importante,&lt;br /&gt;mas essa importância pra mim nem me importa.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas aulas voltam dia 3, já fiz a inscrição do Enem mas eu nem faço ideia do curso que eu pretendo seguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou indecisa e não tenho vocação pra nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a não ser dançar,mas dançar não enche barriga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5772060534074201567?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5772060534074201567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5772060534074201567' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5772060534074201567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5772060534074201567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/07/ser-quando-crescer.html' title='Ser quando crescer.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8458018071922168303</id><published>2009-07-23T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:43:42.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irmão'/><title type='text'>Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O dia do amigo foi dia 20 né? Pensei em fazer uma postagem sobre meus amigos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mas graças a Deus tenho Muitos... seria um post enooooorme e com certeza chato pq a maioria das coisas que eu ia falar só meus amigos entendem. E eu tenho muitos: os meus amores do colégio, os "caras" que eu ando do meu bairro,o povo que joga rpg comigo (não sou nerd. ¬¬'), minhas gatinhas,o povo que já saiu do colégio,tem a Vera: amiga que começou no blog.E tem mais gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ;O -  ta vendo, nem comecei a falar dos amigos e já saiu esse texto grande.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu vou falar sobre... o Davi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- quem é  Davi? o.õ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;é esse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;gatinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SmiPnvmwFTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MeSJRFFBRU8/s1600-h/CIMG8211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SmiPnvmwFTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MeSJRFFBRU8/s400/CIMG8211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361693269341246770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se liga:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O cara mora comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;faz favores &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(confesso que exploro um pouco o coitado.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e dorme comigo! (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;quer dizer,eu durmo com ele)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu sei que um dia ele vai arrumar uma namorada e vai me esquecer... mas enquanto essa hora não chega vou aproveitando o momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enfim... ele é meu irmão, e um dos melhores amigos,é ele que me aguenta ,minhas chatices e meus surtos diários. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(se ele souber que fiz um post no blog sobre ele vai ficar se achando u.u)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8868583069451239100-8458018071922168303?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8458018071922168303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8458018071922168303' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8458018071922168303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8458018071922168303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/07/friend.html' title='Friend!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SmiPnvmwFTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MeSJRFFBRU8/s72-c/CIMG8211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4029418566662581276</id><published>2009-07-14T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:45:02.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teoria do Caos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tava&lt;/span&gt; aqui em casa assistindo Efeito borboleta 3 , o filme é baseado na teoria do Caos, e depois do filme fui analisar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ideia&lt;/span&gt; é que uma pequena variação nas condições em determinado ponto de um sistema dinâmico pode ter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consequencias&lt;/span&gt; de proporções inimagináveis. “O bater de asas de uma borboleta num determinado canto do mundo pode causar um tufão do outro lado dele.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Aí a minha prima:&lt;br /&gt;Gente, a coitada da borboleta pode provocar um desastre ao bater as asas, imagina só o que podemos provocar quando fazemos sexo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pausa para reflexão.)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;;O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4029418566662581276?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4029418566662581276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4029418566662581276' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4029418566662581276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4029418566662581276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/07/teoria-do-caos.html' title='Teoria do Caos.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6424824116260201980</id><published>2009-07-08T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:11:00.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coselheira.²</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SlU1Y7u1BiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nbsXBfRTRiY/s1600-h/Lucas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SlU1Y7u1BiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nbsXBfRTRiY/s400/Lucas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356246034294310434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem Lucas eu sei que você me ama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-6424824116260201980?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/6424824116260201980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=6424824116260201980' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6424824116260201980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6424824116260201980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/07/coselheira.html' title='coselheira.²'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SlU1Y7u1BiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nbsXBfRTRiY/s72-c/Lucas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5429105124204411270</id><published>2009-07-07T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:26:09.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conselheira.</title><content type='html'>Meus amigos falam muito dos meus consenhos. Nem sei porque... HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SlPKkMt7pXI/AAAAAAAAATU/0xGmaSSqwkE/s1600-h/conselhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SlPKkMt7pXI/AAAAAAAAATU/0xGmaSSqwkE/s320/conselhos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355847105111631218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dine: Os piores consellhos vem ao som da voz da daniela o&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Bia: Para a Dine são os piores, para mim são os melhores conselhos!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nayra: Se eu ouvisse todos os conselhos que ela me dá...Tava lascada. ô Daniela medrosa.aff...&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel: &lt;b&gt;p&lt;/b&gt;ior &lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;onselheira &lt;b&gt;d&lt;/b&gt;e &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;ll &lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;ere , &lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;AUHAUAHU &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade acho que por mais que minha opinião seja ao contrario do que a pessoa quer escutar eu acabo aconselhando, segue quem quer mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, se conselho fosse bom a gente vendia né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu adoro aconselhar a Dine pra que ela tenha coragem de enfrentar as batalhas internas do coração e do Eu lírico dela.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de incentivar a Bia."Liga pra ele,manda recado no orkut gata!" Ela precisa criar coragem e ela tem jeito pra paquera... ela só não sabe ainda.&lt;br /&gt;A Nayra gata massa e errtilosa,puro luxo e sedução teem que se aquetar, parar de sair aprontando com os gatos ... Mas ela não me escuta. ¬¬'&lt;br /&gt;E o Gabriel ahh esse aí pega váárias,se ela te namorado? Eu digo"Vai cara... tem nada não."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entendeream agora o PQ de eu ser uma péssima conselheira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:Os conselhos não valem para mim. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5429105124204411270?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5429105124204411270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5429105124204411270' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5429105124204411270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5429105124204411270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/07/conselheira.html' title='Conselheira.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SlPKkMt7pXI/AAAAAAAAATU/0xGmaSSqwkE/s72-c/conselhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1694148765031847349</id><published>2009-06-30T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:28:01.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SkqRVDOmN2I/AAAAAAAAATM/lTPA3AEI5Rs/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SkqRVDOmN2I/AAAAAAAAATM/lTPA3AEI5Rs/s320/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353250897913067362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beto Carrero morreu&lt;br /&gt;Derci morreu&lt;br /&gt;Clodovil morreu&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson morreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Te Cuida Roberto Carlos! ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumi... desculpa?&lt;br /&gt;Pc reformatado ;~&lt;/span&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/8868583069451239100-1694148765031847349?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1694148765031847349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1694148765031847349' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1694148765031847349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1694148765031847349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh my God!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SkqRVDOmN2I/AAAAAAAAATM/lTPA3AEI5Rs/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4466400265497281310</id><published>2009-06-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:28:23.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu queria muito que o tempo passasse, que ele passasse muito rápido.&lt;br /&gt;Ou que no futuro eu esquecesse do agora,não pelo agora ser difícil ou sofrido pra mim&lt;br /&gt;o agora,na verdade, é suficientemente bom.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu queria não lembrar de tudo,algo como se eu tivesse bebido dois litros de vinho na noite anterior e hoje não me lembrasse de nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quem sabe poderei ter Alzheimer...Aí então irei desejar lembrar de tudo que fora apagado.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SjWxVKkRTlI/AAAAAAAAASU/T_lY50EtNxE/s1600-h/CIMG6158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SjWxVKkRTlI/AAAAAAAAASU/T_lY50EtNxE/s320/CIMG6158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347375109744184914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4466400265497281310?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4466400265497281310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4466400265497281310' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4466400265497281310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4466400265497281310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/06/eu-queria-muito-que-o-tempo-passasse.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SjWxVKkRTlI/AAAAAAAAASU/T_lY50EtNxE/s72-c/CIMG6158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-7018224461244238438</id><published>2009-06-03T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:18:14.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sicf-3OcJHI/AAAAAAAAASE/oG6Fh6d-L_o/s1600-h/IMG_4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sicf-3OcJHI/AAAAAAAAASE/oG6Fh6d-L_o/s320/IMG_4394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343274647735247986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é com elas que os problemas mais complicados do mundo,se tornam coisas simples de se resolver.&lt;br /&gt;E que as pequenas coisas da vida acabam tendo um valor imensurável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jhéss onde vc estava? ¬¬&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/8868583069451239100-7018224461244238438?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/7018224461244238438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=7018224461244238438' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7018224461244238438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7018224461244238438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sicf-3OcJHI/AAAAAAAAASE/oG6Fh6d-L_o/s72-c/IMG_4394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8715936112471828363</id><published>2009-05-29T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:05:11.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seu Blog é Stefhany!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://jocristina.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-meme-seu-blog-e-stefhany.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OyM_BuVovcQ/ShdcWK2A94I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Is-w4ci9Bfw/s1600-h/Selo+Stefhany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OyM_BuVovcQ/ShdcWK2A94I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Is-w4ci9Bfw/s320/Selo+Stefhany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338837419208800130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regras do Meme²:&lt;br /&gt;Expor o nome do blog que lhe indicou no começo do post.&lt;br /&gt;Expor o meme.&lt;br /&gt;Responder as perguntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUem me indicou: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Joce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) O que seu blog tem de tão perfeito pra ganhar o meme Stefhany?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: hã?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Por quanto tempo ouviria as músicas da diva?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: cara,nem sei, eu ovuviria até quando não me fizesse rir mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) O que você faria para ter um momento com a Stefhany?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: nada!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) O que a musa tem que nenhuma outra celebridade/artista/cantor tem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: O crossfox! hauahuahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Você claro como um bom fã que é... já sonhou com a esplendida Stefhany. O que aconteceu no sonho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: Nunca sonhei com ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mas tudo bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Diga uma palavra que defina Stefhany?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: Digo2: Linda e absoluta. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Você poderia compará-la com quem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: Acho que não poderia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) O que significa ser fã de Stefhany?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: Ser lindo e absoluto? oO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Diga um trecho ou nome de música da Stefhany inesquecível pra você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;r: Não vou ficar mais te esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Pois agora eu sou demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-8715936112471828363?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8715936112471828363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8715936112471828363' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8715936112471828363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8715936112471828363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/seu-blog-e-stefhany.html' title='seu Blog é Stefhany!'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OyM_BuVovcQ/ShdcWK2A94I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Is-w4ci9Bfw/s72-c/Selo+Stefhany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-7137855469102836158</id><published>2009-05-24T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:32:58.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniela</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cabelos de criatura do céu&lt;br /&gt;acreditaria,&lt;br /&gt;se me dissesem que ela foi feita por pincel&lt;br /&gt;o jeito terno&lt;br /&gt;coração sincero&lt;br /&gt;o olhar de brilho eterno&lt;br /&gt;e o que eu espero?&lt;br /&gt;é sua boca esticando-se na forma mais bela&lt;br /&gt;é maravilhoso o sorriso de Daniela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidasesonhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lorena Guimarães&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-7137855469102836158?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/7137855469102836158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=7137855469102836158' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7137855469102836158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7137855469102836158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/daniela.html' title='Daniela'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1615616744047289141</id><published>2009-05-21T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:16:05.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enquanto ela lia Carlos Drummond de Andrade, ele lia gibis.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto ela caminhava, ele via tv.&lt;br /&gt;Ela digitava, ele escrevia.&lt;br /&gt;Ela cantava, ele desenhava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinham uma imensa lista de diferenças,mas bastava uma só coisa em comum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;O amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-1615616744047289141?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1615616744047289141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1615616744047289141' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1615616744047289141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1615616744047289141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/enquanto-ela-lia-carlos-drummond-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8618757087543767420</id><published>2009-05-17T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:09:35.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quatro palavras.</title><content type='html'>Enquanto eu o abraçava meio que friamente&lt;br /&gt;ele tocava minha bochecha&lt;br /&gt;como se estivesse tocando uma rosa com as pontas dos dedos&lt;br /&gt;tão delicadamente que chegava a dar sono.&lt;br /&gt;Então ele olhou pra mim com aqueles olhos verdes,que&lt;br /&gt;me consomem a mente em cada vez que eu penso naquele olhar,e disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Você é meu vício.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada pedaço do meu corpo se desmontou.&lt;br /&gt;Eu era um quebra cabeça de um milhão de peças.&lt;br /&gt;Esperando ele me observar com os olhos verdes&lt;br /&gt;e montar cada parte com seus dedos macios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-8618757087543767420?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8618757087543767420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8618757087543767420' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8618757087543767420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8618757087543767420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/quatro-palavras.html' title='Quatro palavras.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1499530448237967103</id><published>2009-05-15T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:56:04.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meme.</title><content type='html'>'A SEXTA FOTO'&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;a href="http://jocristina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joce&lt;/a&gt; que me mandou&lt;br /&gt;As regras:&lt;br /&gt;Vá à pasta de fotos do seu computador;&lt;br /&gt;Vá à sexta pasta de fotos do seu computador;&lt;br /&gt;Coloque essa foto no blog e escreva alguma coisa sobre ela;&lt;br /&gt;Convide 6 amigos(as) para participarem e fazerem o mesmo&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sg3w7TzC0FI/AAAAAAAAARc/hlFS-pzFvA0/s1600-h/CIMG5005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sg3w7TzC0FI/AAAAAAAAARc/hlFS-pzFvA0/s400/CIMG5005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336186035221221458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nayra!&lt;br /&gt;O namorado dela fala que somos a Tampa e a panela. Acho justo,a gente se encaixa,e não somos iguais,temos nossas diferenças, assim como uma tampa e uma panela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O fato interessante entre a gente é que há alguns anos a gente nem se falava direito... Eramos primas mas não tinha aquela afinidade.Fora que ela me achava uma piveta,brigavamos muito pela atenção da vovó! huahauahuahua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o tempo passa né. Agora é uma das primas que mais amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ela tem ciúmes da Ariany... mas da Ariany eu falo depois. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTIMADOS:&lt;a href="http://mercadoriadaboa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucas&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://mudaessapostura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dine&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://vidasesonhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lóris&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://mocadofio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vera&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://priscylamendes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Priii&lt;/a&gt;,Cayo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-1499530448237967103?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1499530448237967103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1499530448237967103' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1499530448237967103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1499530448237967103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/meme.html' title='meme.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sg3w7TzC0FI/AAAAAAAAARc/hlFS-pzFvA0/s72-c/CIMG5005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-9062048568363783532</id><published>2009-05-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:25:57.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(L)</title><content type='html'>Quanto mais o tempo passa&lt;br /&gt;menos acredito em casamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-9062048568363783532?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/9062048568363783532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=9062048568363783532' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/9062048568363783532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/9062048568363783532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/l.html' title='(L)'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6662376390453154074</id><published>2009-05-08T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:36:40.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>( 8 )</title><content type='html'>O gringo vem aqui e não conhece a realidade&lt;br /&gt;Vai pra Zona Sul pra conhecer  água de coco&lt;br /&gt;E pobre na favela,vive passando sufoco&lt;br /&gt;Trocaram a  presidência, uma nova esperança&lt;br /&gt;Sofri na tempestade, agora eu quero a  bonança&lt;br /&gt;O povo tem a força, só precisa descobrir&lt;br /&gt;Se eles lá não fazem  nada, faremos tudo daqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rap da Felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Cidinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-6662376390453154074?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/6662376390453154074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=6662376390453154074' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6662376390453154074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6662376390453154074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/8.html' title='( 8 )'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4813230312606308493</id><published>2009-05-05T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:59:27.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chove chuva,chove sem parar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Em teresina está chovendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Muito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Acho que amanhã mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;compro minha Canoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ou então peço ao Presidente Lula, já que ele está por aqui mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8868583069451239100-4813230312606308493?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4813230312606308493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4813230312606308493' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4813230312606308493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4813230312606308493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/em-teresina-esta-chovendo-muito-acho.html' title='Chove chuva,chove sem parar.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-7431479334131704935</id><published>2009-05-04T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:20:05.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quando o último rio secar,&lt;br /&gt;a última árvore for cortada&lt;br /&gt;e o último peixe pescado,&lt;br /&gt;eles vão entender ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dinheiro não se come&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-7431479334131704935?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/7431479334131704935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=7431479334131704935' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7431479334131704935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7431479334131704935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/05/quando-o-ultimo-rio-secar-ultima-arvore.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-2543509688086397604</id><published>2009-04-27T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:33:23.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonheur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SfY_8IAXc2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/xlQQStrmuJY/s1600-h/la+bayadere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SfY_8IAXc2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/xlQQStrmuJY/s400/la+bayadere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329517511213282146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonheur significa Saudades. Foram seis anos indo pra lá,4 anos em cima de uma sapatinha de ponta... e o 1° ano sem subir no palco! A sensação que eu tive no dia 6 de dezembro de 2008(um dia antes do meu aniversário.) foi indescritivel, a emoção de sempre,o friozinho na barriga,mãos suando...&lt;br /&gt;E quando as meninas de branco entraram tudo que eu pude pensar foi " boa sorte meninas" pra que não ocorresse nenhum erro. E não teve! Muitas turmas foram lindas, mas a que era a "Minha" foi impecável. A emoção tomou conta. Quando eu saí do Teatro tive a sensação q eu tambem havia dançado... Ver essas meninas dançarem foi simplesmente gratificante...&lt;br /&gt;Lindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Espero vê-las a cada ano realizando meu sonho de estar sempre lá.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Texto antigo. Mas hoje me bateu uma saudade.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-2543509688086397604?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/2543509688086397604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=2543509688086397604' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2543509688086397604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2543509688086397604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonheur.html' title='Bonheur'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/SfY_8IAXc2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/xlQQStrmuJY/s72-c/la+bayadere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-7407519204873112758</id><published>2009-04-23T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:46:33.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos com a Sorte de hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorte de hoje: &lt;/span&gt;Ser simples é ser incrível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que ser simples é algo inatingível para o ser humano,&lt;br /&gt;isso não nos exclúi da classificação de incríveis.&lt;br /&gt;É da nossa natureza sermos absurdamente complexos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-7407519204873112758?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/7407519204873112758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=7407519204873112758' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7407519204873112758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/7407519204873112758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/dialogos-com-sorte-de-hoje.html' title='Diálogos com a Sorte de hoje'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6717209652477094919</id><published>2009-04-19T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:09:15.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No tempo da minha vó</title><content type='html'>No tempo da minha vó&lt;br /&gt;Mulheres, na maioria, usavam vestidos, ficavam só em casa e tinham dez filhos ou mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto de vestido,&lt;br /&gt;Odeio ficar em casa&lt;br /&gt;e filhos não quero ter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-6717209652477094919?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/6717209652477094919/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=6717209652477094919' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6717209652477094919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6717209652477094919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-tempo-da-minha-vo.html' title='No tempo da minha vó'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-2728239370321994564</id><published>2009-04-17T18:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:44:57.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sorte de hoje:&lt;/b&gt; A ausência total de humor deixa a vida impossível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;as que mentira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;inha avó tem 73 anos e está vivinha da silva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-2728239370321994564?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/2728239370321994564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=2728239370321994564' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2728239370321994564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2728239370321994564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorte-de-hoje-ausencia-total-de-humor.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1657143700626281839</id><published>2009-04-15T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:39:22.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu olhava pra ele&lt;br /&gt;e olhava, e olhava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu não olhava.&lt;br /&gt;Ele olhava pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bendito menino de cabelos cacheados.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-1657143700626281839?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1657143700626281839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1657143700626281839' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1657143700626281839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1657143700626281839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/eu-olhava-pra-ele-e-olhava-e-olhava.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5427450946095762669</id><published>2009-04-12T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:28:14.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre o beijo apaixonado.</title><content type='html'>Na verdade o beijo é so uma forma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de conexão de alma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5427450946095762669?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5427450946095762669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8019040199053328388</id><published>2009-04-11T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:27:21.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre a insônia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;alvez, uma noite de insônia seja a vontade do dia em frustrar todas as expectativas que lhe impuseram durante bilhões de anos: amanhecer. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;as nós não acreditamos, nós achamos que não dormimos ou que perdemos o sono, quando foi o sono que nos perdeu. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;e eu não durmo, a noite não sonha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-8019040199053328388?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8019040199053328388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8019040199053328388' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8019040199053328388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8019040199053328388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/sobre-insonia.html' title='Sobre a insônia'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-7583781479237793751</id><published>2009-04-11T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:26:11.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- onde vc estava?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tomando no cu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-7583781479237793751?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/7583781479237793751/comments/default' title='Postar 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&lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Esses dias tenho andado mal humorada. O motivo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;– cortei meus cabelos – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isso pode ser besteira pra maioria das pessoas enfim, cabelo cresce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pois agora vou contar a historia dos meus cabelos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nasceu comigo há dezessete anos, não era muito no começo, mas quando se desembestou a crescer, cresceu, não só no comprimento, cresceu pra cima: Era uma moita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Há certo tempo ele tem um pedaço rosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E agora eu cortei, eu não!A mamãe ¬¬’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ficou uma merda. Está novamente uma moita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Acho que vou raspar.&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/8868583069451239100-8880001338396730964?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8880001338396730964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8880001338396730964' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8880001338396730964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8880001338396730964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/Sdum4ggwOAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eDCGZ8QVovY/s72-c/daniiiiii.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-686667063414688575</id><published>2009-04-06T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:54:00.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Algumas pessoas nascem para se sentarem à beira do rio.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas são atingidas por raios.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas têm ouvido para música.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas são artistas.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas nadam.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas conhecem de botões.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas conhecem Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas são mães.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E algumas pessoas...      dançam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.br/search?hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;ei=GZXaSYK5DpyltgeRubCJCA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=The+curious+case+of+Benjamin+Button&amp;amp;spell=1" class="p"&gt;The curious case of Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-686667063414688575?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/686667063414688575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=686667063414688575' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/686667063414688575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/686667063414688575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/algumas-pessoas-nascem-para-se-sentarem.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-5417362126733722197</id><published>2009-04-03T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:59:14.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Historinha 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Foi assim que tudo aconteceu lá no alto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;No alto do morro tinha uma árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tinha uma cheia de frutinhas bonitinhas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A menor era uma melancia,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a maior era uma jabuticaba,ou seria Minerva,a deusa da produtividade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Minerva era &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; deusa,bonita que só ela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Seria interessante ela nascer de uma árvore e por isso passar a preservar todas!A humanidade nunca segue esse tipo de exemplo. ;/&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minerva se apaixonou por um rapaz que certo dia foi colher uma maçã na "árvore de todas as frutas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Mas já tinha outra pessoa que queria presentear Minerva.Quando viu o outro pretendente ,o rapaz que Minerva era apaixonada pegou uma melancia e jogou na cabeça do adversário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Acontece que uma guerra começou e as frutas da "árvore de todas as frutas" acabou,deixando Minerva profundamente triste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ela entrou em uma profunda depressão,pois a árvore não daria mais frutos.Passou alguns dias e as folhas começaram a cair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma folha caiu, ela percebeu que as coisas tinham que ter um sentido,então ela resolveu sair pelo mundo para procurar um sentido para as coisas e principalmente para a existência das frutas.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;E ela viu que havia várias frutas,árvores,outras festas,ervas e rapazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Minerva viu que na Terra tudo tem um fim, e para toda ação há uma reação (mesmo que em alguns casos não sejam proporcionais) E ela notou que não havia sentido para sua vida.Afinal,se ela não podia morrer,teria ela uma vida realmente? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Foi aí que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ela pediu aos deuses supremos um sinal. Se ela era realmente uma deusa. Ou um ser insignificante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os deuses lançaram uma chuva que lavou toda a glória de deusa que ela possuía e então ela se tornou uma mortal.&lt;br /&gt;Era uma Mulher então.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cayo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.mudaessapostura.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://biaschull.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;coisas [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;]úteis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-5417362126733722197?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/5417362126733722197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=5417362126733722197' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5417362126733722197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/5417362126733722197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/04/historinha-2.html' title='Historinha 2.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8157631115698123404</id><published>2009-03-31T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:57:36.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ame seu sorriso ; ame seu cabelo e seu perfume, ame o sol, ame as suas músicas, ame seus medos, ame o que passou , o que está acontecendo e o que está por vir! Apenas ame... e depois de um tempo que você amar, se amar... Comece tudo de novo, mas dessa vez faça diferente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ensine alguém a amar &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-8157631115698123404?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8157631115698123404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8157631115698123404' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8157631115698123404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8157631115698123404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/ame-seu-sorriso-ame-seu-cabelo-e-seu.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4628168093735748318</id><published>2009-03-29T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:11:16.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Não morra sem antes deitar no asfalto e apreciar as &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;estrelas&lt;/span&gt;, sem antes dizer a quem você &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o que ele [ela] é na sua vida, sem que você saiba o que é tomar um &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;banho de chuva&lt;/span&gt; e aproveitar cada pingo de água que cai na sua face; sem pegar na mão de quem você &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gosta&lt;/span&gt; e deixar que o &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;silêncio&lt;/span&gt; tome conta das suas &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;almas&lt;/span&gt;! Não morra, sem fazer alguém &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt;, principalmente sem &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; fazer feliz! Não perca tempo guardando rancor das pessoas é mais fácil ser bom do que orgulhoso. Não deixe alguém dormir chorando sabendo que você pode o fazer &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;especial&lt;/span&gt;. Fale o que o &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; grita, viaje até o extremo para se&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;realizar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faça tudo &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;[não]&lt;/span&gt; possuir sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4628168093735748318?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4628168093735748318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4628168093735748318' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4628168093735748318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4628168093735748318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-morra-sem-antes-deitar-no-asfalto-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6764841964000221142</id><published>2009-03-26T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:16:27.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Todo mundo quer salvar o mundo, mas ninguém quer ajudar a mãe a lavar a louça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;(eu mesma odeio lavar louça. )&lt;/span&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/8868583069451239100-6764841964000221142?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/6764841964000221142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=6764841964000221142' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6764841964000221142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6764841964000221142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/todo-mundo-quer-salvar-o-mundo-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-4201393495686228437</id><published>2009-03-20T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:17:00.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Historinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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  &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Certo dia um “sábio” homem, após uma reflexão sobra a sua vida, concluiu que estava no momento de encontrar uma companheira para se casar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ele não tinha grandes amores em sua vida ou em seu passado, mas logo veio a sua mente o nome de três mulheres que poderiam, no seu entendimento, construir um lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como não era movido pela emoção e em sua mente habitava a dúvida entre as três que se mostraram interessadas como pretendente, sua razão optou por um desafio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foi ao banco, fez um empréstimo de R$ 15.000,00 e dividiu em três partes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sem que uma soubesse das demais entregou uma parte do dinheiro a cada e orientou que elas fizessem o que quisessem com o dinheiro, aquilo que as deixassem felizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A primeira foi ao shopping, comprou roupas, lingerie, sapatos, sandálias, fez as unhas, cabelo depilação, massagem, bronzeamento artificial... Quando eles se reencontraram ela falou: “Aqui estou meu bem, me produzi toda pra você pra eu ficar mais bonita e podermos nos amar cada dia mais”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ele falou: “É... muito bom, veremos a próxima”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A segunda foi ao sex shop, comprou filme pornô, fantasias, algema, venda pros olhos, óleos de massagem, camisinhas de vários sabores, lubrificante, cama redonda, espelho pro teto, cadeira erótica... Quando eles se reencontraram ela falou: “Está aqui meu amor, comprei tudo isso aqui pra melhorar o nosso prazer e podermos nos amar cada vez mais.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E ele falou: “É... gostei, que venha a próxima”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A terceira pegou os R$ 5.000,00 e investiu na bolsa de valores, triplicou o dinheiro, devolveu os R$ 5.000,00 pra ele e ficou com o resto... Foi até ele e falou: “Está aqui o dinheiro que vc me deu, pois de vc eu só quero a sua companhia e o seu amor, tenho aqui comigo tudo o que preciso e agora eu vou sair pra me produzir e vc vai ter hoje uma noite incrível, pra nunca mais esquecer... Vamos nos amar a toda hora, e de agora em diante para sempre”!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E ele falou: “É... agora fudeu...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Então, com as três possibilidades concretizadas, ele pensou, pensou, pensou, pensou... pensou (pq homem pensa lento...), pensou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E então ele decidiu por casar com a que tinha a bunda maior pq homem é tudo a mesma coisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;- Danilo (meu irmão escreveu esse texto,não sei se é dele ou se ele escutou essa historinha. Mas eu ri mt.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-4201393495686228437?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/4201393495686228437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=4201393495686228437' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4201393495686228437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/4201393495686228437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/historinha.html' title='Historinha'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-885259795439538762</id><published>2009-03-17T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:24:56.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 coisas, 6 links</title><content type='html'>Indicação do &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://mercadoriadaboa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mercadoriadaboa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCwzHz4C_Zk/ScAY42wotqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/-lI0MYdJgDw/s1600-h/6_coisas_6links.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCwzHz4C_Zk/ScAY42wotqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/-lI0MYdJgDw/s400/6_coisas_6links.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314274925348435618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as regras são simples:&lt;br /&gt;6 coisas sobre mim e então repasso essa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brincadeira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;maldita ;D&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seis pessoas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Eu amo dançar (de Ballet a Funk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Eu gosto de usar óculos ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Sempre estou dividida entre dois amores; e nunca [NUNCA] me decido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- A cada dia que passa eu percebo o quanto eu estou velha (sim, me sinto velha) e que o tempo passa e eu não decido o que eu quero realmente no futuro pra mim. [pânico ;x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Eu fumo mas quero parar, eu bebo e acho que não vou parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- Acho a &lt;a href="http://mudaessapostura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ariadne&lt;/a&gt; parecida com meu pai. (isso não é brincadeira!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extras* - &lt;/b&gt;Meu Deus quanto mais o tempo passa mais eu amo meus irmãos e percebo que eles me amam, e me amam muito! O tempo fez milagres pra nós 3.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto saudade de anos atrás,da escola. De como tudo parecia ser complicado e era na verdade tudo muito simples.&lt;br /&gt;Recebi uma ligação de uma velha amiga hoje, quando desligamos eu chorei.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto dores no joelho todos os dias, pareço uma velha! (Fora as dores nas costas,costelas... Preciso voltar a dançar urgentemente.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as Vitimas serão &lt;a href="http://mudaessapostura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://biaschull.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ojeitocomoelaconversa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vavá&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vidasesonhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Loris&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://priscylamendes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prii,&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://mocadofio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moça do fio&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- vocês ja foram mencionads pelo Lucas mas eu num to nem preocupada, pq daí vcs fazem um valendo por 2! kkkkkkkkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-885259795439538762?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/885259795439538762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=885259795439538762' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/885259795439538762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/885259795439538762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/6-coisas-6-links.html' title='6 coisas, 6 links'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCwzHz4C_Zk/ScAY42wotqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/-lI0MYdJgDw/s72-c/6_coisas_6links.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1845601089831307065</id><published>2009-03-11T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:13:31.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somos donos de nossos atos,&lt;br /&gt;mas não donos de nossos sentimentos;&lt;br /&gt;Somos culpados pelo que fazemos,&lt;br /&gt;mas não somos culpados pelo que sentimos;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos prometer atos,&lt;br /&gt;mas não podemos prometer sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Atos sao pássaros engailoados,&lt;br /&gt;sentimentos são passaros em vôo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-1845601089831307065?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1845601089831307065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1845601089831307065' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1845601089831307065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1845601089831307065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/somos-donos-de-nossos-atos-mas-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8321237430493079413</id><published>2009-03-10T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:57:27.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Eu estou bem, Bella, de verdade. Você não precisa mais se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;preocupar comigo. Você pode parar de incomodar o Seth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Eu não estou incomodando ele só por sua causa. Eu gosto dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Ele é um bom garoto. Melhor companhia do que alguns. Eu te digo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;que, se eu pudesse me livrar das vozes na minha cabeça, ser um lobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;seria perfeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu ri da maneira como isso soou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- É, eu também não consigo fazer as minhas se calarem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- No seu caso, isso significa que você está doida. Claro, eu já sabia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;que você era doida.&lt;/span&gt; - ele provocou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Obrigada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;- Insanidade é provavelmente mais fácil do que dividir os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;pensamentos com um bando. As vozes das pessoas loucas não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;mandam babás para vigiá-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Jacob Black e Bella Swan&lt;br /&gt;Amanhecer,Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8868583069451239100-8321237430493079413?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8321237430493079413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8321237430493079413' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8321237430493079413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8321237430493079413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/amanhecer.html' title='Amanhecer'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6909390587182295643</id><published>2009-03-04T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:32:33.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vivo tão intensamente o momento presente&lt;br /&gt;que quase chego atrasada ao momento seguinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  Rita Apoena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se o mundo acabasse &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;amanhã&lt;/span&gt;; você já foi feliz &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hoje&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-6909390587182295643?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/6909390587182295643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=6909390587182295643' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6909390587182295643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6909390587182295643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/03/vivo-tao-intensamente-o-momento.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-3055402974390946611</id><published>2009-02-24T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:52:49.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A vida é sobre estrelas de cinema e menos sobre mães&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; É tudo sobre carros rápidos ultrapassando uns aos outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Mas isso não importa porque estou embrulhada com plástico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; É isso o que faz minha vida ser tão fodamente fantástica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu sou uma arma de consumo em massa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E isso não é minha culpa, é como eu fui programada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Olharei para o sol e olharei no espelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Estou no caminho certo, vou ser uma vencedora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Eu não sei mais o que é certo nem o que é real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Nem sei mais como eu devo me sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Quando você acha que tudo ficará claro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; É porque estou sendo tomada pelo medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Esqueça sobre armas e esqueça sobre munição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Pois estou matando a todos com minha pequena própria missão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Não sou uma santa, mas também não sou pecadora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Agora tudo vai ficar legal, desde que eu fique mais magra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The fear - Lily Allen. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&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/8868583069451239100-3055402974390946611?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/3055402974390946611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=3055402974390946611' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/3055402974390946611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/3055402974390946611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/02/fear.html' title='The Fear.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6576359961964728682</id><published>2009-02-14T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:26:45.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Uns 10 anos atrás não existia orkut. o 'TE AMO' não era banalizado e nem usado como 'bom dia'. as crianças iam à parques e não tinham problemas de visão nem obesidade dados pelos videogames e computadores. Mc donalds custava 4 reais. kinder ovo, 1 real. os namoros duravam mais, ou pelo menos duravam alguma coisa; e traição era um escânculo. a piada da galinha atravessando a rua era engraçada. para ser presidente eram necessários 10 dedos e um mínimo de alfabetização. meninas de 11 anos brincavam de boneca, e não saíam pra 'pegar geral'. plutão era um planeta . festas de 15 anos não eram eventos. ser 'playsson' ou 'pitboy' não fazia diferença. a intenção num show era ver o show e não brigar. tênis de luzinha era essencial . ICQ era o meio de comunicação. pessoas realmente se conheciam e não apenas pela internet. Diesel era combustível. merthiolate ardia. bonde era meio de transporte e bala era jujuba, e não perdida ou droga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;color:#008400;"  &gt;Deixa pra la, eu devo estar viajando.. enquanto eu falo besteira, nego tá se matando entao deixa &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(8)&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/8868583069451239100-6576359961964728682?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/6576359961964728682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=6576359961964728682' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6576359961964728682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/6576359961964728682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-8050471715819266802</id><published>2009-02-03T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:35:56.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A coisa mais injusta sobre a vida é a maneira como ela termina. Eu acho que o verdadeiro ciclo da vida está todo de trás pra frente. Nós deveríamos morrer primeiro, nos livrar logo disso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; Daí viver num asilo, até ser chutado pra fora de lá por estar muito novo. Ganhar um relógio de ouro e ir trabalhar. Então você trabalha 40 anos até ficar novo o bastante pra poder aproveitar sua aposentadoria. Aí você curte tudo, bebe bastante álcool, faz festas e se prepara para a faculdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Você vai para colégio, tem várias namoradas, vira criança, não tem nenhuma responsabilidade, se torna um bebezinho de colo, volta pro útero da mãe, passa seus últimos nove meses de vida flutuando. E termina tudo com um ótimo orgasmo! Não seria perfeito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="aut"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Charles_Chaplin/" class="autor"&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-8050471715819266802?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/8050471715819266802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=8050471715819266802' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8050471715819266802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/8050471715819266802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/02/coisa-mais-injusta-sobre-vida-e-maneira.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-1923199708237884259</id><published>2009-01-20T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:02:25.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cada 60 segundos que você perde&lt;br /&gt;é um minuto de felicidade desperdiçado.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é curta :quebre as regras,&lt;br /&gt;esqueça rápido,beije lentamente,&lt;br /&gt;ame de verdade,sorria descontroladamente,&lt;br /&gt;e nunca,nunca se esqueça o que te fez feliz de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;A vida não é a festa que esperamos,&lt;br /&gt;mas devemos dançar conforme a musica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-1923199708237884259?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/1923199708237884259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=1923199708237884259' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1923199708237884259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/1923199708237884259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2009/01/cada-60-segundos-que-voc-perde-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-2508830051067326672</id><published>2008-11-14T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:22:15.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Fizeram&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a gente acreditar que amor mesmo só acontece uma vez, geralmente antes dos 30. Não nos contaram que amor não é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;acionado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, não chega com hora marcada, nem acontece uma só vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Fizeram&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a gente acreditar que cada um de nós é a metade de uma laranja, e que a vida só ganha sentido quando encontramos a outra metade. Não contaram que já nascemos inteiros, que ninguém em nossa vida merece carregar nas costas a responsabilidade de completar o que nos falta. Se estivermos em boa companhia, é só mais agradável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Fizeram&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a gente acreditar que as bonitas e magras são mais amadas, que as que &lt;/span&gt;transam&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pouco são caretas, que as que &lt;/span&gt;transam&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; muito não são confiáveis, e que sempre haverá um chinelo velho para um pé torto. Só não disseram que existe muito mais cabeça torta do que pé torto. E também não contaram que ninguém vai contar isso tudo pra gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cada um vai ter que descobrir sozinho. E aí, quando você estiver muito apaixonado por você mesmo, vai poder ser muito feliz e se apaixonar por alguém."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(John &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/8868583069451239100-2508830051067326672?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/2508830051067326672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=2508830051067326672' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2508830051067326672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/2508830051067326672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2008/11/fizeram-gente-acreditar-que-amor-mesmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-3835884648010146241</id><published>2008-11-04T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:15:06.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acha que a Deus importa sua aparência?</title><content type='html'>Apocalipse 3:12:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A quem vencer, eu o farei coluna no templo do meu Deus, donde jamais sairá; e escreverei sobre ele o nome do meu Deus, e o nome da cidade do meu Deus, a nova Jerusalém, que desce do céu, da parte do meu Deus, e também o meu novo nome.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e Apocalipse 19:16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No manto, sobre a sua coxa tem escrito o nome: Rei dos reis e Senhor dos senhores.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acha que a Deus importa sua aparência? Ou o que vai no seu coração?? Pelos versículos acima, o problema vai ser não tatuar. Onde Deus vai escrever tudo aquilo? Vai ter que escrever, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;por exemplo (atenção exemplo!!!!)&lt;/span&gt; Jeová, Nova Jerusalém, Emanuel... e ainda na coxa rei dos reis ,senhor dos senhores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto ao versículo do velho testamento (Levítico 19:28),marcas e cortes, se referem às marcas e cortes por RITUAIS!!! Não é nada de estético!! Você desenhar o exú-caveira, ou Lilith (como eu conheço vários) é uma coisa, ou você ter as marcas sagradas de candomblé,nos ombros,cabeça,pernas (aquelas cicatrizes parecidas com risquinhos) aí sim, você estará no pecado. Mas piercing, brincos, tatuagens, não...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O problema é a padronização que conduz ao mesmismo e a estagnação,alias é mais fácil dominar pelo medo,do que conduzir com amor,não é!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja isto — Gálatas 6:17 — “Daqui em diante ninguém me moleste; porque eu trago no meu corpo as marcas de Jesus.” Se você não conhecesse esta pessoa, e visse as marcas ,que diria?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868583069451239100-3835884648010146241?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/3835884648010146241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=3835884648010146241' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/3835884648010146241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/3835884648010146241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2008/11/acha-que-deus-importa-sua-aparncia.html' title='Acha que a Deus importa sua aparência?'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-3560609747607149305</id><published>2008-11-01T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:51:05.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><title type='text'>A gente tem muita pressa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes a gente corre tanto pela vida e deixa passar tantas coisas bonitas, a gente corre tanto e não percebe as coisas e as flores na beirada do caminho, às vezes a gente quer que o fruto amadureça antes do tempo. A gente tem muita pressa, mas somente o tempo dá as coisas pra gente na hora certa. O tempo sabe o momento exato de dar o presente que a gente merece...&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/8868583069451239100-3560609747607149305?l=danituxa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/feeds/3560609747607149305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868583069451239100&amp;postID=3560609747607149305' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/3560609747607149305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868583069451239100/posts/default/3560609747607149305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danituxa.blogspot.com/2008/11/gente-tem-muita-pressa.html' title='A gente tem muita pressa'/><author><name>Daniela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15072839483951073477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LU7oBN0iTck/THRcYIBQFoI/AAAAAAAAAYI/HEtUeFVsj3Q/S220/C%C3%B3pia+de+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868583069451239100.post-6318926965349025986</id><published>2008-10-30T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:50:50.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faz  o qeu tu quiser cacete!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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