<?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-639604789856578211</id><updated>2011-10-07T18:00:31.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de Rotinas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-3812772622357218484</id><published>2011-01-20T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:22:24.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foi como poder ver pela primeira vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTinaCon37I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lyrAlh8OfTo/s1600/OgAAAFyEmoKiYlu9jV9mjecGggCAsMOGIDEqUj74Jt8JeH7lHET3iOLufjKF3sHh4kwtQWF6XHfUZdlOU99uSEc6zugAm1T1UMTF1IkE7nCVunxiQIqx1_eHZ2pH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTinaCon37I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lyrAlh8OfTo/s1600/OgAAAFyEmoKiYlu9jV9mjecGggCAsMOGIDEqUj74Jt8JeH7lHET3iOLufjKF3sHh4kwtQWF6XHfUZdlOU99uSEc6zugAm1T1UMTF1IkE7nCVunxiQIqx1_eHZ2pH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Até aquele momento, eu não sabia dizer qual era a sensação que o reencontro causava. Apenas sabia o que era saudade, desapego, tudo em composição de vontade em atirar erroneamente nos próprios sentidos. Na verdade, perde-los totalmente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;E naqueles olhos; aqueles que eu tive dúvida quando vi pela primeira vez, e desejei profundamente durante todas as outras, emanava um brilho que me prendeu por várias e várias vezes – e que por fim – me fez apaixonar, e deleitar-se em sua capacidade de prisão, completamente extasiada pelo momento. Como dona, imponente e segura, tomada de toda soberania que sequer sabe que tem. Ali, tudo em apenas um ato. E de repente, sem aviso prévio, tudo se desfez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Por instantes, achei que aquela química – que outrora fora mais uniforme que qualquer coisa – havia sumido. Aquela que jamais iria se dissipar, por maior que fosse a dificuldade em ambos os sinais. Feito o acordo, tudo parecia anormal, disforme, fora de si. A conexão tinha se perdido no meio do nada, e tudo o que eu poderia fazer era me conformar. Me irritar, na verdade. Humana e imperfeita, jamais conseguiria ter uma noção mínima do que tudo aquilo era, pois todos os pensamentos eram tomados por raiva. E com ela vinha o sentimento de angustia, de perda. Totalmente contrária do que se pensava, a sensação era fugaz, e mais rápida do que a outra. Era um seguimento de raiva, angustia e dor. Querendo rasgar um pouco do peito, deixa-lo exposto. Ficando em seu último estágio, uma grande parcela de preocupação em conjunto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sem pedidos de desculpas, sem mais palavras. Os olhos falavam mais do que qualquer outra coisa. O suspiro fazia doer à cabeça e a alma. E o que mais eu poderia fazer, senão apenas perguntar: “O que foi?”. De fato, era inadequado, mas ainda me sentia presa naqueles olhos. E então, toda a raiva ia embora quando sua voz fugia-lhes os lábios. Era música aos meus ouvidos a cada palavra dita. O coração pulava dentro do peito de um jeito que parecia querer sair. Meu sorriso perdido, meio bobo, meio insano. E porque não uma pitada de cinismo para me ajudar naquele processo? Afinal, eu estava presa. Apenas poderia demonstrar que não estava tão afetada. Tudo aquilo estava a energizar meu coração, que não parava por um segundo sequer a cada encostar daquelas mãos nas minhas. Uma corrente elétrica transpassava por toda a extensão do corpo, em uma vontade de querer mais. E então, por alguns segundos, ela passava. Mas sempre retornando, com mais intensidade a cada novo toque. Ao fim de tudo, sou capaz de dizer que quase cheguei ao infarto. Não que eu queira muitas delongas, mas o dia fora mais empolgante do que eu imaginara, e até mesmo programara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em seu final, a lua era a única conseguia testemunha-lo, mesmo que de longe. As estrelas não cobriam o céu nessa noite. O cenário não era perfeito, mas isso não me impediu de pensar variadas vezes sobre aqueles lábios. Ah, aqueles lábios! Desejava toca-los desde o primeiro instante. Tanto quanto os olhos, eles tinham um enorme poder de aprisionar-me. Sua textura macia, e todo o gosto que viesse em comunhão com os mesmos. Deixei meus lábios se aproximarem, não foi um toque demorado, e nem havia toda a magia esperada. Eles não estavam macios, e nem úmidos como esperado, e o gosto não pode ser sentido do modo como seria previsto. Era incrível, mas aquela corrente elétrica ainda estava lá. E Suficientemente estranho, a sensação de perda não veio. Não se demorou a partir. Deixei meus olhos acompanhar esse movimento, e notei que sentia falta de algo. Algo bastante importante, pois não sentia mais o palpitar em meu peito. Um novo sorriso tomou conta de meus lábios. Eu podia senti-lo; Sabia que estava seguro, e continuava a acompanhar o movimento, enquanto meu coração ia partindo, até estar pronto para o próximo reencontro.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=639604789856578211&amp;amp;postID=3812772622357218484" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&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/639604789856578211-3812772622357218484?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/3812772622357218484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/foi-como-poder-ver-pela-primeira-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/3812772622357218484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/3812772622357218484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/foi-como-poder-ver-pela-primeira-vez.html' title='Foi como poder ver pela primeira vez'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTinaCon37I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lyrAlh8OfTo/s72-c/OgAAAFyEmoKiYlu9jV9mjecGggCAsMOGIDEqUj74Jt8JeH7lHET3iOLufjKF3sHh4kwtQWF6XHfUZdlOU99uSEc6zugAm1T1UMTF1IkE7nCVunxiQIqx1_eHZ2pH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-7877862009324132866</id><published>2011-01-18T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T17:45:26.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Protesto 18.01.2011 - Mãos ao alto! 2,10 é um assalto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTZAa6BGd8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/zOTO0EXjaLo/s1600/Movimento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTZAa6BGd8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/zOTO0EXjaLo/s400/Movimento.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTZAfsUD5tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2pV0BU33cMQ/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTZAfsUD5tI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2pV0BU33cMQ/s400/cats.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marcado pela grande mobilização dos estudantes, foi feito mais um ato contra o aumento da passagem de ônibus. Toda movimentação foi bem sucedida, sem maiores agressões aos estudantes, como foi mostrada no último protesto. Tomados por gritos de ordem, os estudantes sairam da praça Pedro Américo, e seguiram para a lagoa, onde param o trânsito por alguns minutos. Esperamos que no &lt;b&gt;próximo ato do dia 26&lt;/b&gt;, os estudantes e trabalhadores venham também para a luta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Nas ruas, nas praças, quem disse que sumiu? Aqui está presente o movimento estudantil!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-7877862009324132866?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/7877862009324132866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/protesto-18012011-maos-ao-alto-210-e-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/7877862009324132866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/7877862009324132866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/protesto-18012011-maos-ao-alto-210-e-um.html' title='Protesto 18.01.2011 - Mãos ao alto! 2,10 é um assalto!'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/TTZAa6BGd8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/zOTO0EXjaLo/s72-c/Movimento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-823867865633376248</id><published>2011-01-16T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:13:47.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>101 coisas em 1001 dias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;O objetivo é completar 101 tarefas no perí­odo de 1001 dias (pouco  menos de 3 anos). As tarefas precisam ser especí­ficas, realistas,  mensuráveis e exigir algum esforço da sua parte, mesmo que pequeno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Acabei de terminar minha lista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Início:&lt;/u&gt; 16 de janeiro de 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Termino:&lt;/u&gt; 13 de outubro de 2013&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minhas 101 coisas: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;      &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pessoal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1 - Fazer uma festa no meu aniversário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2 - &lt;strike&gt;Incentivar alguém a fazer uma lista de 101 coisas em 1001 dias&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;3 - Fazer algum trabalho voluntário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4 - &lt;strike&gt;Madrugar e amanhecer na praia&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;5 - Fazer assinatura de um jornal ou revista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;6 - Voltar a fazer Judô&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;7 - Terminar de escrever meu livro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;8 - &lt;strike&gt;Criar um Hamster&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;9 - Montar um quebra cabeça de 8.000 peças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;10 - &lt;strike&gt;Ir para a pré-estreia de Harry Potter e as Relíquias da Morte, parte II&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;11 - Ver nevar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;12 - Tirar carteira de motorista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;13 - Montar um estúdio musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;14 - Comprar um cofre e juntar moedas de 25 centavos, 50, e 1 real, durante um ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;15 - Fazer aulas de dança de salão por três meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;16 - &lt;strike&gt;Dar cinco presentes sem data específica para cinco pessoas (5/5)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;17 - Fazer coleção de alguma coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;18 - Fazer um resumo em meu blog de todos os livros que eu já li, e dos que eu vou ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;19 - Fazer novos vinte amigos em 1001 dias e listar em meu blog (0/20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;20 - Cortar o cabelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;21 - &lt;strike&gt;Conhecer os amigos mais próximos de Yasmin e ser gentil com eles&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;22 - Terminar de ler “A Batalha do Apocalipse”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;23 - &lt;strike&gt;Fazer cinco amigos virtuais (5/5)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;24 - &lt;strike&gt;Jogar três partidas de sinuca e ganhar uma delas&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;25 - Descobrir um perfume que goste, e usá-lo com frequência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Relacionamentos: Namoro, Família, Amigos, Colegas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;26 - Voltar a falar com Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;27 - Revelar um segredo para dois amigos que não sabem (Rodrigo e Rayene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;28 - Revelar fotos de um ano de namoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;29 - Fazer um scrapbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;30 - Criar um álbum fotográfico com fotos dos meus amigos e família, com dedicatória para cada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;31 - Ajudar a promover uma festa de aniversário de algum amigo, em um motel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;32 - &lt;strike&gt;Dormir na casa do meu melhor amigo&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;33 - Promover uma madrugada de filmes e jogos com os amigos do ensino médio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;34 - Comprar algo para dar de presente de aniversário para meu melhor amigo nos próximos anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;35 - Presentear meu pai e minha mãe no natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;36 - Enviar uma carta para Yasmin a cada seis meses (0/6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Saúde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;37 - Ir ao dentista com frequência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;38 - Correr e fazer abdominais todos os dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;39 - Doar sangue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;40 - Ir à psicóloga com frequência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hobbies, Cultura, Culinária e Lazer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;41 - Assistir três peças teatrais por ano entre os 1001 dias (0/3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;42 - Aprender cinco pratos de nível mediano. (0/5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;43 - Comer comida italiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;44 - Comer uma fruta por dia durante um mês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;45 - Visitar três monumentos históricos até 2013 (0/3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;46 - Treinar futsal e jogar uma partida oficial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;47 - Montar um amigo secreto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;48 - Participar de um amigo da onça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;49 - Passar um dia fotografando e revelar as fotos, criar um álbum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;50 - Ir para um show na Domus Hall até 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;51 - Fazer um jantar ou almoço para alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;52 - Ir para o São João de Campina Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;53 - Ver o por do sol com Yasmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;54 - Comer mais de dez pedaços de pizza em um rodízio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;55 - Executar três projetos fotográficos (1/3) [365 project em andamento]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;56 - Ir a um karaokê e cantar uma música inteira sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;57 - Almoçar ou jantar duas vezes em um restaurante no qual nunca estive. (0/2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Organização:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;58 - Limpar meu quarto a cada dois meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;59 - Organizar minhas pastas e arquivos do computador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;60 - &lt;strike&gt;Terminar de organizar meu curriculum&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;61 - Comprar uma agenda permanente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;62 - Criar uma conta nova do Messenger, e organizá-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;63 - Comprar um Box para organizar meus filmes em DVDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;64 - Fazer backup das coisas do meu PC em CDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;65 - &lt;strike&gt;Organizar meus livros em um local arejado&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;66 - Atualizar meu blog de três em três dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Desafios e Viagens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;67 - Comprar um carro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;68 - Sair de casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;69 - Visitar algum pais da Europa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;70 - Visitar cinco cidades diferentes, do estado brasileiro. (1/5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;71 - &lt;strike&gt;Tomar coca-cola apenas nos fins de semana, durante um mês&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;72 - &lt;strike&gt;Ir à Piancó, cidade de uma amiga (Cintya)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;73 - Viajar para Natal com os amigos, de carro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;74 - Ir a Patos (cidade do interior)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;75 - Tomar sete copos de água por dia, durante dois meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;76 - Beber três doses de triunfo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;77 - Ir para uma cidade com nome estranho com um amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;78 - Viajar com Yasmin para uma cidade do interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;79 - Escrever um pequeno livro com dicas sobre como ser romântico em um relacionamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;80 - Passar um fim de semana sem usar o computador ou notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;81 - Conhecer cinco amigos virtuais pessoalmente (0/5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;82 - Juntar grana para comprar um jogo de pratos para minha bateria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;83 - Aprender a atirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;84 - Fazer quatro amigos que fizeram a lista das 101 coisas (0/4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Educação e Desenvolvimento Profissional:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;85 - Terminar a primeira universidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;86 - Arrumar um emprego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;87 - Fazer um curso básico de Italiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;88 - Me profissionalizar como Musicista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;89 - Aprender a ler partitura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;90 - Aprender a tocar teclado/piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;91 - Aprender a tocar saxofone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Atentado ao Cofrinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;92 - Comprar uma câmera fotográfica profissional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;93 - Gastar 500 reais em roupas sem peso na consciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;94 - Comprar uma bicicleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;95 - Comprar toda coleção dos Livros de Harry Potter (1-7) Originais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;96 - Comprar um tênis caro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;97 - Comprar um PC novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;98 - Comprar alianças caras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;99 - Comprar um quadro com o mapa mundi detalhado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;100 - Comprar um relógio da mormaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Última Coisa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;101 - Decidir, em 13 de outubro de 2013, se quero fazer uma nova lista de 101 coisas em 1001 dias.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=639604789856578211&amp;amp;postID=823867865633376248" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&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/639604789856578211-823867865633376248?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/823867865633376248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/101-coisas-em-1001-dias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/823867865633376248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/823867865633376248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/101-coisas-em-1001-dias.html' title='101 coisas em 1001 dias'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-5102345955501867210</id><published>2011-01-16T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T08:03:47.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu aniversário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tarde.&lt;/b&gt; Foi assim que começou meu dia em oito de janeiro de dois mil e onze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Sempre quero dizer dez.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eram quase duas da tarde, e eu ainda acordava. Legal, né? Pois é. Saí com Elaine, Ricardo e Juan. Não foi algo bem planejado, mas foi melhor do que se tivesse. Não preciso dizer muito, mas foi um dia extremamente corrido. Quando digo isso, foi com direito a &lt;span style="background-color: #666666;"&gt;smirnoff ice e triunfo&lt;/span&gt;, tudo em um mesmo pacote. E &lt;u&gt;Juan bêbado&lt;/u&gt;, também consta. Depois de tanta cultura, e uma tentativa de cantada do mesmo. Fomos assistir uma peça. É, pode parecer estranho, mas assistimos uma peça. (&lt;i&gt;Risos&lt;/i&gt;) "O malandro", de uma obra de Chico Buarque. Simplesmente, sensacional. Com direito "como era que eu ia chamar a polícia se tinha quatro PMs em cima de mim?" (Mais risos). Tirando que Ricardo quase nos mata enquando dirigia, e Elaine sequer ia sobrevivendo, estamos bem. Seixas também foi simplesmente estranho, devo dizer. Mas é história pra outros dias. Enfim, foi movimentado. Completamente. Devo isso as pessoas que estavam comigo, não teria sido o mesmo sem vocês:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #0b5394; color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Juan, Eliane e Ricardo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-5102345955501867210?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/5102345955501867210/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-aniversario.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/5102345955501867210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/5102345955501867210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-aniversario.html' title='Meu aniversário'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-3506251771124760511</id><published>2010-02-05T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:57:20.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora, não sei mais o que fazer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/S2y93wPX6tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LKD1ZllEMAk/s1600-h/ATgAAABg4pfWpJKwgpjhtVlg0Slc79iV3wlDBRgi98VauMi45bV62uZTEI6gHXkfUZmQNRkEazAhiI7U7yLjuSh-9njgAJtU9VCasOOMkI9y_bHa1ZZ9RRIg-z3zBw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/S2y93wPX6tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LKD1ZllEMAk/s320/ATgAAABg4pfWpJKwgpjhtVlg0Slc79iV3wlDBRgi98VauMi45bV62uZTEI6gHXkfUZmQNRkEazAhiI7U7yLjuSh-9njgAJtU9VCasOOMkI9y_bHa1ZZ9RRIg-z3zBw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Hoje a lua não saiu, e junto com ela, foi o meu ânimo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Me encontro sem sentido, sem motivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;De algum modo, não consigo ficar bem com isso, apenas precisava de um pouco de você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Não precisava ter contato, apenas ver me faria ficar bem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo está quebrado do lado de dentro, tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu achei que ficaria bem, mas não foi desse jeito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E outros efeitos, outras situações pioram meu estado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu perco o tino, talvez até me desespere, eu não sei. Tudo dói dentro de mim, sai do meu controle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;JL&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-3506251771124760511?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/3506251771124760511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2010/02/agora-nao-sei-mais-o-que-fazer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/3506251771124760511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/3506251771124760511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2010/02/agora-nao-sei-mais-o-que-fazer.html' title='Agora, não sei mais o que fazer.'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/S2y93wPX6tI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LKD1ZllEMAk/s72-c/ATgAAABg4pfWpJKwgpjhtVlg0Slc79iV3wlDBRgi98VauMi45bV62uZTEI6gHXkfUZmQNRkEazAhiI7U7yLjuSh-9njgAJtU9VCasOOMkI9y_bHa1ZZ9RRIg-z3zBw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-717544341359036905</id><published>2009-09-27T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:28:57.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu anjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando começar o frio, dentro de nós&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em volta parece tão quieto&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em volta não parece perto&lt;br /&gt;Toda volta parece o mais certo&lt;br /&gt;Certo é estar perto sem estar&lt;br /&gt;Perto de você, sou tão perto de você, sou tão perto de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_m7yfbeOI/AAAAAAAAABo/CXAV7C5ObPg/s1600-h/teamo11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_m7yfbeOI/AAAAAAAAABo/CXAV7C5ObPg/s200/teamo11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar&lt;br /&gt;Vou me lembrar de você&lt;br /&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Preciso te lembrar que eu não sou nada sem você? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: white;"&gt;Meu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; anjo (L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/639604789856578211-717544341359036905?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/717544341359036905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/quando-comecar-o-frio-dentro-de-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/717544341359036905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/717544341359036905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/quando-comecar-o-frio-dentro-de-nos.html' title='Meu anjo'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_m7yfbeOI/AAAAAAAAABo/CXAV7C5ObPg/s72-c/teamo11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-2807973178144352497</id><published>2009-09-27T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:09:02.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu pirralho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_T77o2d2I/AAAAAAAAABg/7d0liVbXdc8/s1600-h/1419161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_T77o2d2I/AAAAAAAAABg/7d0liVbXdc8/s320/1419161.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje acordei mais cedo do que o normal, e sem perceber me peguei pensando em você. Consegui sentir meu coração bater mais rápido, e até mesmo tive que me concentrar para conseguir respirar, e pude ter a certeza do quanto eu necessito de você. Meus momentos de ''brisa'' por assim dizer, são todos dedicados a você. E os sorrisos bobos então? Céus, já perdi a conta do quão idiota você consegue me fazer ser. E eu odeio isso. Odeio realmente. Ah garoto, eu também te odeio, lembre-se sempre disso. Odeio o seu jeito irritante de me dar bom dia, ou melhor, quando você me acorda só pra dizer que estava com saudades. Odeio também os seus surtos e suas manias, que eu até peguei algumas sem querer, ''ué''. Ah! E principalmente quando você faz qualquer tipo de manha complementada com um ''por favor'' com o seu sotaque extremamente carregado e que você sabe que me tira do sério. Eu odeio não saber mais viver sem você, garoto chato! Meu chato (L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Amo-te, pirralho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-2807973178144352497?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/2807973178144352497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/hoje-acordei-mais-cedo-do-que-o-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/2807973178144352497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/2807973178144352497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/hoje-acordei-mais-cedo-do-que-o-normal.html' title='Meu pirralho'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_T77o2d2I/AAAAAAAAABg/7d0liVbXdc8/s72-c/1419161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-5456727275937128124</id><published>2009-09-08T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:22:15.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu seria capaz de parar o mundo, apenas por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;JL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&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/639604789856578211-5456727275937128124?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/5456727275937128124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/eu-seria-capaz-de-parar-o-mundo-apenas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/5456727275937128124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/5456727275937128124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/eu-seria-capaz-de-parar-o-mundo-apenas.html' title=''/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-92630168483533616</id><published>2009-09-05T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:39:29.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ah! Essas Precauções...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Para desespero de seus parentes, o velho rei Mitridates, como todo mundo sabe, conseguiu tornar-se imune a todos os venenos... até que um bom tijolaço na cabeça liquidou o assunto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-92630168483533616?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/92630168483533616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/ah-essas-precaucoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/92630168483533616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/92630168483533616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/ah-essas-precaucoes.html' title=''/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-7046196834531500733</id><published>2009-09-02T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:10:03.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!) O que eu penso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sp8yphxsTAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/n1hmL6XeK4c/s1600-h/maosdadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sp8yphxsTAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/n1hmL6XeK4c/s320/maosdadas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377072169126480898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsegredos confidenciamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maior que a nossa amizade é a nossa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;irmandade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-7046196834531500733?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/7046196834531500733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-que-eu-penso.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/7046196834531500733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/7046196834531500733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-que-eu-penso.html' title='!) O que eu penso'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sp8yphxsTAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/n1hmL6XeK4c/s72-c/maosdadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-857096752824687515</id><published>2009-09-01T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:59:57.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje sonhei que você me tirava o do escuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sp3QVvUnURI/AAAAAAAAABI/kRa7xVDwtxU/s1600-h/508165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sp3QVvUnURI/AAAAAAAAABI/kRa7xVDwtxU/s320/508165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376682602048999698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" class="caption" &gt;ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tentei gritar e percebi que minha voz não saia, não iria sair, não mais. Todas as minhas dúvidas vieram a tona como se isso fosse algo bom, mas eu sabia que não era. As suas dúvidas me faziam pensar cada vez mais se o que eu continuava fazendo - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;o que continuamos fazendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; - é certo. Você tem sua vida e eu a minha, e mesmo com tamanha distância isso está mais interligado do que eu pensava. Todas as noites eu penso em como sua insegurança me atinge, nossa! sempre me atinge; mas você não percebe, ou pelo menos, finge não perceber. Eu detesto todas as nossas conversas sobre isso, em todas elas eu me pego em estado de fragilidade, é extremamente terrível. Céus! Você deveria párar com isso. Tudo começou tão bem, e agora eu vejo o meu sonho se transformando novamente em um pesadelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" class="caption"  &gt;ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Irremediavelmente insana, penso nas mais loucas propostas que me são oferecidas; eu sei, não são politicamente corretas, mas quem disse que eu sou? Prefiro uma dose de uma boa e qualquer bebida, uma reunião com os amigos e um belo afastamento solitário pra afogar as dores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Detesto toda essa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;pratica incondicional, é melhor ficar fora disso tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;DaxusLiz; JoaneLuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-857096752824687515?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/857096752824687515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/hoje-sonhei-que-voce-me-tirava-o-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/857096752824687515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/857096752824687515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/hoje-sonhei-que-voce-me-tirava-o-do.html' title='Hoje sonhei que você me tirava o do escuro'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sp3QVvUnURI/AAAAAAAAABI/kRa7xVDwtxU/s72-c/508165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-815072150694709612</id><published>2009-09-01T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:59:01.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depravações antigas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hamlet:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Senhora, posso deitar-me no seu colo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ofélia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Não senhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hamlet:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Quero dizer, minha cabeça no seu colo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ofélia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sim senhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hamlet:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Acha que eu quis dizer sexo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ofélia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Não acho coisa nenhuma, senhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hamlet:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;É uma boa coisa deitar-se entre as pernas de moças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ofélia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Como, senhor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hamlet:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Coisa nenhuma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hamlet (Ato II;Cena II) - William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/639604789856578211-815072150694709612?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/815072150694709612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/hamlet-senhora-posso-deitar-me-no-seu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/815072150694709612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/815072150694709612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/09/hamlet-senhora-posso-deitar-me-no-seu.html' title='Depravações antigas'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-639604789856578211.post-5016155741900683524</id><published>2009-08-31T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:53:13.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não sei mais como viver sem isso,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tudo volta pra você, meus pensamentos e minhas palavras, e meus atos. Algo que sempre me leva ao perigo, apenas ao pensar em ti. Vivo realmente a pensar como eu entrei de cabeça nisso, de corpo e mente. Só sei que estou presa e dessa prisão não quero sair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;Por Yasmin Teixeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/639604789856578211-5016155741900683524?l=solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/feeds/5016155741900683524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-sei-mais-como-viver-sem-isso-tudo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/5016155741900683524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/639604789856578211/posts/default/5016155741900683524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solitudeinfinito.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-sei-mais-como-viver-sem-isso-tudo.html' title='Não sei mais como viver sem isso,'/><author><name>JoaneLuna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368627043765630071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q1DR1-xKXK4/Sr_vSvjv9bI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz2Ie0-LMoU/S220/00+(12).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
