<?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-32536340</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:16:39.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De Mim</title><subtitle type='html'>Vou escrever sobre mim, do que gosto, do que não gosto, de tudo de nada... Vou escrever, se me apetecer!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-116576208227746804</id><published>2006-12-10T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T06:48:02.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Início!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4285/3558/1600/161957/comport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4285/3558/400/34166/comport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Sim eu sei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;O blog já começou há muito tempo, mas hoje é o início do meu estudo de Psicologia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Têm razão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Não parece ser um estudo muito sério, se fosse não estaria aqui a postar, estaria a prestar atenção aos livros, mas não quis deixar de registar aqui o meu início de estudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Pode até nem servir para ir à Faculdade, que quero firmemente acreditar que servirá, mas se não servir, é como eu sempre digo... o saber não ocupa lugar e de certeza que nas minhas novas manias me há-de ser de muito utilidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-116576208227746804?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/116576208227746804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=116576208227746804' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116576208227746804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116576208227746804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/12/incio.html' title='Início!!'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-116526633508072721</id><published>2006-12-04T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:05:35.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta aos estudos??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4285/3558/1600/178026/cere.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4285/3558/400/788543/cere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Não fazem nem ideia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ando eufórica!!!  Com uma vontade de ir à faculdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Bem, este fim de semana foi assim uma revelação. Após tantos anos com vontade de ir à faculdade, mas sem nunca saber o que queria seguir, este fim de semana descobri a pólvora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Psicologia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Apercebi-me que com esta formação posso juntar muitas coisas de que realmente gosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Será que desta vez é de vez??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sim, porque o ano passado, ou há dois anos já andava com esta maluqueira, não sabia era muito bem o que queria, e agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Será que sei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Vou-vos mantendo a par das minhas paranóias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Beijos esperançososo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-116526633508072721?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/116526633508072721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=116526633508072721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116526633508072721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116526633508072721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/12/de-volta-aos-estudos.html' title='De volta aos estudos??'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-116386959652357967</id><published>2006-11-18T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T09:20:07.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguém precisa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/trab.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/trab.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/trab.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Se não precisarem passem a informação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Afinal nem dói nada, não é??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-116386959652357967?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/116386959652357967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=116386959652357967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116386959652357967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116386959652357967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/11/algum-precisa.html' title='Alguém precisa?'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-116303084622780618</id><published>2006-11-08T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:07:26.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. House!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Recomeçou uma série que eu acho fantástica!! Quer pelo conteúdo quer pelo humor negro do próprio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;Quem não tem Fox tem TVI e é bem bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-116303084622780618?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/116303084622780618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=116303084622780618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116303084622780618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116303084622780618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/11/dr.html' title=''/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-116059704062016432</id><published>2006-10-11T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:33:08.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendizagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de aprendizagem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tenho muito a aprender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;OK Todos temos, mas uns têm capacidade de aceitar esse facto, outros acham que sabem tudo o que precisam e não precisam de mais nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Mas a vida é uma aprendizagem constante, e o saber não ocupa lugar, ainda que possa queimar uns neurónizitos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Eu pretendo aprender sempre mais e mais, e hoje confirmei que é isso mesmo que tenho de fazer neste momento, lá no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmictarot.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Cosmic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Beijocas Aprendizadas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-116059704062016432?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/116059704062016432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=116059704062016432' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116059704062016432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116059704062016432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/10/aprendizagem.html' title='Aprendizagem'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-116006348941890688</id><published>2006-10-05T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:23:44.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversa Acesa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/irritado.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/irritado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Substiuído...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Estava mesmo muito irritada, o melhor é mesmo começar a pensar antes de escrever o que me vem à cabeça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-116006348941890688?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/116006348941890688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=116006348941890688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116006348941890688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/116006348941890688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/10/conversa-acesa.html' title='Conversa Acesa!'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115938320859773181</id><published>2006-09-27T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T12:07:26.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porquê??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/pi.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/pi.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque estou assoberbada de trabalho...&lt;br /&gt;Porque estou a frequentar o meu curso...&lt;br /&gt;Porque tenho alguém que precisa de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E principalmente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;Porque o meu dia só tem 24 horas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem sido assimo os meus dias...&lt;br /&gt;Super Hiper Mega preenchidos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me lembrar os bons velhos tempos em que não tinha tempo de fazer tudo o que queria, porque queria saber sempre mais e mais e mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa vontade não passou, mas esteve adormecida algum tempo... eu diria tempo de mais!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas voltou, o pior é que agora para eu poer satisfazer a minha sede de aprendizagem tenho de sobracarregar outras pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estão sempre disponíveis, ajudam em tudo o que podem e se não fazem mais é mesmo porque não podem, mas pronto... isso são outros 500 paus!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Beijocas a todos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115938320859773181?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115938320859773181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115938320859773181' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115938320859773181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115938320859773181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/09/porqu.html' title='Porquê??'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115834552535775433</id><published>2006-09-15T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:15:47.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A net...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/migo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/migo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A net é uma coisa muito mais engraçada do que aquilo que eu pensava à partida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na visita aos blogs assumo sempre que os "donos" dos blogs são da minha idade, a menos qiue esteja ecxplicito (mesmo explicito) a idade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No outro dia recebi um comentário de alguém que eu ainda não "conhecia" e fui visitar esse blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual não foi o meu espanto ao ver que a pessoa falava da neta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu pensei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UAU que fantástico!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque será que eu assumo sempre que as pessoas são da minha idade??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me faz diferença nenhuma que não o sejam, inclusive já me deparei com gente mais nova e com as quais gostei imenso de falar e também com gente mais velha, com quem tenho aprendido imenso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mais fantástico para mim é o facto de eu tratar toda a gente por "TU".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho plena consciência que presencialmente não o faria, porque o meu cérebro está programado para tratar por "Sr.(a)" quem seja de uma facha etária superior à minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A net tem destas coisas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No "escuro" somos todos iguais. Pode ser alguém com deficiencia, pode ser alguém muito jovem, pode ser quem for, mas atrás de um monitor somos todos iguais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é uma coisa fantástica?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A net pode até nos afastar do contacto pessoal, mas por outro lado torna-nos todos iguais.&lt;br /&gt;Não há doutores, não há engenheiros não há nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas pessoas com capacidade de ler escrever e usa computador. A partir daí nada mais nos destingue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115834552535775433?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115834552535775433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115834552535775433' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115834552535775433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115834552535775433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/09/net.html' title='A net...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115810435751108112</id><published>2006-09-12T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T16:39:17.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/med1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/med1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Depois de uns dias de pausa, os quais não me apetecia estar em frente do PC nem falar com ninguém, resolvi voltar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E como de costume percebi a falta que isto me fez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sim, porque normalmente é isso que acontece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Não quero estar com ninguém, nem ver ninguém, mas depois vejo o que tenho estado a perder ao isolar-me no meu mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Hoje ao dar a voltinha pelos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://souvaidosa.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt; vi uma coisa que achei giríssima, que é... em cada letra do abecedário dizer algo que comece por essa letra. Acho que é mais ou menos isto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Agora falta saber se vou ter tanta informação para dar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;A - Amigos - poucos e bons, é o meu lema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;B - &lt;a href="http://simplesmente_bloodymary.blogspot.com"&gt;Bloody Mary &lt;/a&gt;- Já tenho muitas saudades tuas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;C - &lt;a href="http://o-cantinho-da-cloinca.blogspot.com"&gt;Cloinca &lt;/a&gt;- Que saudades amiga!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;D - Diversidade - Nada melhor para quebrar a monotonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E - Elegancia - Preciso trabalhar um bocadito, mas isso passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;F - Felicidade - Quem não a procura??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;G - Gustavo... Foi a primeira coisa que me veio à ideia... Um dia hei-de aprofundar isto melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;H - Heresia - Que palavra genial que a Igreja usa para contrariar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I - Inglesias - Gosto do Julio e do Enrique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;J - Jamaica - Hum... quentinho... que bom que era lá ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;K - Ku Klux Klan - (Acho que não devo ter ganho muito adeptos com esta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;L - Love is in the Air... - Que aí fique muito tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;M - Mais e mais amor... - Bem... Pode ser a músida do Marco Paulo , LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;N - Nada - Ninguém é obrigado a NADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;O - Obrigações - Só de pensar na palavra sinto-me... grrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;P - Eu mesma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Q - Quelle - Um Catálogo enorme, o qual não tenho paciencia para ver de fio a pavio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;R - Respeito - É o que sinto mais falta... a nível profissional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;S - A minha mana... e a minha amiga recente - &lt;a href="http://pequenas-historias.blogspot.com"&gt;S&amp;M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;T - Tolerância - Só se for de ponto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;U - Uno - Jogo interessante por acaso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;V - Vaidade - Devia ter um bocadinho mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;W - Wet Wet Wet - Gosto das músicas deles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;X - XL - Estou quase lá... se não me cuido, LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Y - Yes - a &lt;em&gt;format C:&lt;/em&gt; - Está bem a precisar pobrezinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Z - zzzzzz - Está na hora de...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Beijocas a todos e quem quiser... faça o favor de dar seguimento aqui à brincadeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115810435751108112?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115810435751108112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115810435751108112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115810435751108112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115810435751108112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/09/voltei.html' title='Voltei'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115692248052951226</id><published>2006-08-30T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:21:24.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duelo de Titãs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/titans.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/320/titans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duelo de Titãs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vi no Domingo o filme com olhos de ver....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Já o tinha visto mas nunca tinha prestado verdadeira atenção à história e foi mais um filme que fez "click".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Porque será que as pessoas (eu incluída, claro está) demoram uma eternidade para ver o que está mesmo à frente dos nossos olhos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Não é concerteza a cor da pele, a nacionalidade, o amontoado de dinheiro, ou a falta dele, nem outras coisas mais que nos fazem diferentes uns dos outros... Somos todos feito da mesma matéria, e sofremos todos da mesma maneira (ainda que às vezes digam que não)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Do pó vens, ao pó voltarás....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;O corpo não é mais que um invólucro, do qual o espírito se livra depois de gasto, por isso para quê tanta raiva, tanta ganância??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tal como a música dos "Il Divo", este filme desta vez, chegou bem lá no fundo e cada vez mais se percebe que não vale a pena a raiva, a inveja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tento ser melhor de dia para dia. Ainda tenho um longo caminho para percorrer, e com muita certeza esta vida não chega para tanta aprendizagem, mas enquanto cá estou... aprendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;E por falar em aprender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Começo na próxima 6ª feira o meu curso de SQL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fantástico.... mais uma meta para atingir, mais um propósito, mais um aprendizado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Se não servir para mais nada, serve para me preencher e chegar algum dia à tal coisa que ainda me falta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Beijos aprendizes para todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115692248052951226?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115692248052951226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115692248052951226' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115692248052951226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115692248052951226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/duelo-de-tits.html' title='Duelo de Titãs'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115626099921866874</id><published>2006-08-22T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:36:39.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelações...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/revela????o.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/320/revela%3F%3F%3F%3Fo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/revela????o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;2º Post do dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está a suscitar algum interesse esta minha maneira de ser toda a gente e não ser ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desta feita venho responder ao desafio que me propôs a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://storyteller-mystic.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Mystic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Então... 6 &lt;em&gt;Etiquetas&lt;/em&gt;, que me caracterizem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;1ª Etiqueta - Adoro Ler!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;2ª Etiqueta - Blogs Addicted!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;3ª Etiqueta - Má disposição foi o meu forte ... (talvez já não seja tanto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;4ª Etiqueta - Canal de TV preferido... AXN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;5ª Etiqueta - Detesto tudo o que dê trabalho;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;e por fim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;6ª Etiqueta - Adoro ver ginástica (ao vivo ou na tv).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E aqui ficam algumas revelações &lt;em&gt;d'eu mema!!&lt;/em&gt; Espero que sejam esclarecedoras!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115626099921866874?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115626099921866874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115626099921866874' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115626099921866874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115626099921866874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/revelaes.html' title='Revelações...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115625922785079145</id><published>2006-08-22T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:10:43.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confiança...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/Jesus-Gethsemani.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/Jesus-Gethsemani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em que nos baseamos para confiar em alguém que não conhecemos??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quando conhecemos alguém a vida inteira, é fácil saber o seu modo de agir, de pensar, e portanto é fácil sabermos se devemos ou não confiar na pessoa, mas e quando não conhecemos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Como saber se podemos confiar em alguém que está atrás de um ecran de computador?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Seremos nós capazes de, apenas após algumas palavras, saber se podemos ou não confiar em determinada pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tenho-me apercebido, e com bastante agrado, de pessoas que me adicionam ao MSN ao fim de algum tempo de troca de palavras conseguem dizer-me coisas que muitas vezes sei, que não terão sido capazes de dizer a outras pessoas, nem mesmo as mais amigas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Serei eu assim credível?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Emanarei eu tão boa energia que chega a tanta gente? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ou será que é assim, apenas porque estou atrás de um computador e as pessoas não me conhecem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Eu sei que nada me garante que as pessoas estejam realmente a ser honestas quando falam comigo, mas então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Porque será que eu acredito que estejam a ser sinceras??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Afinal... Em que nos baseamos para confiar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115625922785079145?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115625922785079145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115625922785079145' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115625922785079145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115625922785079145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/confiana.html' title='Confiança...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115619347113558417</id><published>2006-08-21T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T13:57:44.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilusões!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/Olhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/400/Olhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que estes meninos nos criam tantas ilusões??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Às vezes pergunto-me como é possível que as mesmas realidades sejam vistas e compreendidas de maneiras tão diferentes, conforme o par de olhos que as vêem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Como é possível que os olhos abertos nos fechem as mentes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Porquê isto hoje?... Bem graças ao BookCrossing "conheci" uma menina fantástica, mas os meus olhos vêem coisas muito diferentes dos dela na pessoa dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Passem a conhecer a menina de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://world-of-a-girl.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;My World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; e&lt;/span&gt; depois digam-me qualquer coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Vamos ajudá-la a perceber a miúda fantástica que ela é!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Assim que virem aquele sorriso vão perceber logo que ela é fantástica, só ela não percebe isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://world-of-a-girl.blogspot.com/"&gt;My World&lt;/a&gt; ... este hoje é para ti!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;QUASE ACREDITEI         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase acreditei que não era nada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ao me tratarem como nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quase acreditei que não seria capaz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quando não me chamavam, por acharem que eu não era capaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase acreditei que não sabia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quando não me perguntavam por acharem que eu não sabia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase acreditei ser diferente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;entre tantos iguais, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;entre tantos capazes e sabidos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;entre tantos que eram chamados e escolhidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase acreditei estar de fora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quando me deixavam de fora porque... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;que falta fazia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de quase acreditar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;adoeci; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;busquei ajuda com doutores,&lt;br /&gt;mestres, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;magos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e querubins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procurei a cura em toda parte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e ela estava tão perto de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ensinaram a olhar para dentro de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mesmo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;e perceber que sou exactamente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;como os iguais que me faziam diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E acreditei profundamente em mim.&lt;br /&gt;E tenho como dívida com a vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;fazer com que cada ser humano se perceba, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;se ame, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;se admire, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;como verdadeira fonte de riqueza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim que cresci: acreditando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Autor Desconhecido&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/32536340-115619347113558417?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115619347113558417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115619347113558417' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115619347113558417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115619347113558417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/iluses.html' title='Ilusões!!'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115609939057334395</id><published>2006-08-20T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T11:55:43.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faz de conta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/Imaginacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/200/Imaginacao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;"Faz de conta que te amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Faz de conta que me amas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Temos alguém em comum nas nossas vidas, por isso o melhor é fazer de conta!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Deparei-me com uma situação deste género, felizmente não comigo, mas na verdade deixa-me a pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quantas vezes não andaremos nós a fazer de conta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Fazer de conta que estamos felizes, que somos felizes, que fazemos felizes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Que este mundo vive em prole das aparências, ok eu concordo mas o que me disseram é que aquilo que muitas pessoas chamam de mundo real, é apenas o mundo do faz de conta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Será mesmo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;- Então qual é o mundo real? - perguntei eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;- O dos sonhos!! Aquilo que sonhas tocar, que realmente queres sentir, beijar, amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;- É assim que vives? - pergunto eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;- É assim que sou feliz. Desde que consiga distinguir os dois mundos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Agora eu pergunto... Como se pode viver assim? Eu não consigo, mas confesso que por vezes gostaria, penso que seria bem mais fácil, e vocês... o que acham?&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/32536340-115609939057334395?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115609939057334395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115609939057334395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115609939057334395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115609939057334395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/faz-de-conta.html' title='Faz de conta...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115601019159270050</id><published>2006-08-19T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:56:31.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/medo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/200/medo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Porquê tanto Medo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;O Medo é o maior inibidor da felicidade, no entanto as pessoas evitam combatê-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Não há maior "monstro" nas nossas vidas que o Medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de morrer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de estar doente... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de desiludir... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de não ser feliz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de não ter dinheiro suficiente.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de tudo e mais alguma coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Porque é que quando crescemos temos tantos medos? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Porque não lembramos de onde vimos, porque nos esquecemos que não há nada a temer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Senão vejamos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de morrer?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Há muita gente viva, a passear pelas nossas ruas e sem que nos apercebamos estão mais mortas do que um defunto. Onde está o Medo então? Aí deve ser Medo de viver, não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de estar doentes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Acho que se teme a doença porque ela pode conduzir-nos à morte, então aí passa a ser de novo o Medo de morrer que, pelo que está escrito em cima, se traduz em Medo de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de desiludir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Desiludir a quem?? O que há pior do que nos desiludirmos a nós mesmos? Então mantemos tudo o que está para não desiludirmos os outros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Mais uma vez, vistas bem as coisas... Em função dos outros temos medo de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de não ser feliz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;O que é a felicidade?? Que felicidade contemplamos primeiro? A nossa ou a dos outros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Pelo que está escrito acima... primeiro os outros, porque temos medo de os desiludir, ...blá, blá blá... temos medo de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Medo de não ter dinheiro suficiente.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Dinheiro para quê? Que felicidade traz o dinheiro? Bem estar material? OK, impressionamos os outros, não os desiludimos, então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Proporciona cuidados de saúde? Se não os temos, podemos ficar doentes, e temos Medo de ficar doentes, se ficámos doentes temos Medo de morrer... Não preciso dizer muito mais não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Já viram que afinal a única coisa que temos Medo é de Viver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Se eu não tenho Medo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Claro que tenho... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Muito Medo, mas isso não me impede de ver o quão palerma estou a ser, porque isso me impede de viver a 100%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Mas é verdade, digo tudo isto e continuo a te medo. Será que o Medo algum dia vai ser erradicado das nossas vidas de adultos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sim, porque as crianças não têm medo de nada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Poderão dizer que ainda não viveram o suficiente para terem experiências dolorosas e por isso não temem, mas será isso mesmo? Ou saberão elas de ante-mão que o melhor que lhes pode acontecer é morrer??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Melhor??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sim melhor, porque passamos a um nível superior, onde não há dores, não há sofrimento, apenas aprendizagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Então, mais uma vez... Se sei tudo isto porque tenho Medo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115601019159270050?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115601019159270050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115601019159270050' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115601019159270050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115601019159270050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/medos.html' title='Medos...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115592697287060140</id><published>2006-08-18T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:49:32.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gente!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/Gente.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/200/Gente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gente!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Gente que parece normal, mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Afinal o que é ser normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quanto mais lidamos com gente, mais esta se afasta da normalidade, porque no fundo a normalidade é um conceito que nos incutiram, mas mesmo assim ninguém se decide a dizer o que é normal  no conceito normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;É normal ter 2 olhos, 1 nariz, 1 boca, 2 orelhas  e tudo o resto que nos compõe, mas mesmo pessoas assim conseguem não ser normais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Afinal quem define o que é ser normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E o normal em si, é sempre o mesmo, é estático, ou muda conforme as vontades?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quando olhamos para alguém "normal" na rua, será que alguma vez pensamos quão normal será a vida dessa pessoa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Que experiências de vida que já terá passado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quem passou por piores experiências?? Aquelas que sorriem a toda a hora ou as mais tristes e macambúzias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Cada vez me surpreendo mais com a Gente deste mundo. Grande parte das vezes, as que me parecem ter mais motivos para chorar são as mais bem dispostas, mas no entanto... e em casa, no recôndito do seu quarto, com o rosto enfiado na almofada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Estudar as pessoas numa ciência ainda não determinada, ou se preferirem, num conceito global de ciência, é sempre uma caixinha de surpresas, por vezes sai uma bailarina a dançar, outras vezes é uma Caixa de Pandora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E estudarmo-nos a nós mesmos? Quantas pessoas têm coragem de se estudar seriamente e se auto-avaliar de forma honesta, com todas as qualidades e todos os defeitos, que por vezes se tornam tão macabros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Defeitos que nem sabiamos que existiam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Por vezes as pessoas de fora já os viram, e até já nos alertaram para eles, mas estavamos tão crentes de que eramos perfeitos que só os outros poderiam ter esse defeito monstruoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Já agora... o que é considerado defeito monstruoso? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tudo nos foi implantado, todos os conceitos e, quem tem coragem de os negar, e demonstrar que estão errados, são lunáticos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Hoje foi um post de filosofia... da minha filosofia. Nunca a estudei, mas será a filosofia dos livros??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tantas questões para um post só!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115592697287060140?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115592697287060140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115592697287060140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115592697287060140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115592697287060140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/gente.html' title='Gente!!'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115580773905942155</id><published>2006-08-17T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T02:42:19.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta a casa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/Ruby.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/320/Ruby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Afinal não foram 3 dias, só foram precisos 2, mas vi coisas fantásticas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;É claro que uma viagem com alguém que está a trabalhar nunca é exactamente como uma verdadeira viagem de férias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;O que mais senti falta lá as Astúrias foram as nossas belas florestas com mato, prontinhas a se ataear o fogo. (risos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;É verdade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Para aqueles lados é verde até mais não. Tudo bem cuidado, árvores e mais árvores, casas que se conjugam na paisagem na perfeição...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Já me obriguei a prometer que um dia destes lá passo para férias à séria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ok, talvez umas mini-férias (lol)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;E o que tem a imagem do livro a ver com tudo isto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;É que na viagem pude aproveitar para reler este livro, que acho fantástico, para quem gostar do género é claro. Comprei este livro em 2000 e reli-o agora, apesar de ainda me lembrar da maior parte da história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;O mais fantástico é que a história não fica por aqui, ainda tem mais 4 livros que, como não podia dexar de ser, eu também tenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Resumo em duas linhas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Estes cinco livros retratam a vida de uma menina, Ruby, que descobre ao fim de 15/16 anos que afinal tem uma irmã gémea, e a qual, depois de passar por muito consegue encontrar e viver com ela, descobrindo que, apesar de serem fisicamente iguais, são muito diferentes. (1º livro) A partir daqui vão ser só peripécias, e no final dos 5 livros a nossa Ruby já está uma mulher cescida e com filhas e não deixa de passar por acontecimentos menos agradáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Se quiserem saber um pouquinho mais sobre este 1º livro passem no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookcrossing.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;BookCrossing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt; e procurem-no lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Aqui fica mais uma pista de quem sou!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115580773905942155?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115580773905942155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115580773905942155' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115580773905942155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115580773905942155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/de-volta-casa.html' title='De volta a casa...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115558334791340801</id><published>2006-08-14T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T12:27:27.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Astúrias... Here I go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/asturias.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/200/asturias.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou de férias....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até às Astúrias!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer dizer... vai ser uma viagem muito atribulada, vão ser só 3 dias, não devo ver nada de jeito... mas pelo menos sempre poderei dizer que já fui às Astúrias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eheh) Vai ser engraçado ver as coisas lá do alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até o meu regresso!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - S... ainda não disse de que sexo sou... mas posso dizer-te que estou a gostar muito de estar incógnita. Além disso é engraçado ver a curiosidade aguçar-se... Já viste os comentários da Cloinca?? Está em pulgas (ihih)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloinca... aqui está mais uma pista para ti!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para todos... dentro em breve revelarei quem sou, mas está a ser deveras interessante!! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115558334791340801?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115558334791340801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115558334791340801' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115558334791340801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115558334791340801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/astrias-here-i-go.html' title='Astúrias... Here I go...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115538692484505161</id><published>2006-08-12T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T06:32:43.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amante da Leitura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/1600/livro.0.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4285/3558/320/livro.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso não ser de mais nada,&lt;br /&gt;posso não ser de mais ninguém,&lt;br /&gt;mas dela sou amante....&lt;br /&gt;da Leitura!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto imenso de ler, mas não aquilo que todos lêem. Se calhar devia ler mais o que lêm os outros, mas gosto de construir um mundo à parte, um mundo meu, onde posso ser quem quero, e a leitura permite-me isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje conheci um site fantástico, que promove este tipo de lazer... a leitura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookcrossing.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Bookcrossing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Um site onde dámos a conhcer ao mundo os livros que temos, podemos partilhá-los e outros partilham os deles connosco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Arranja-se um ponto de encontro, deixam-se lá os livros e outros pertencentes ao Bookcrossing poderão levantá-lo, lê-los, deixá-los novamente e criticá-lo (construtivamente, espera-se).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Um site que recomendo vivamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Melhor de tudo... podemos ler o que gostamos e à borlix!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115538692484505161?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115538692484505161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115538692484505161' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115538692484505161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115538692484505161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/amante-da-leitura.html' title='Amante da Leitura'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32536340.post-115524646348433183</id><published>2006-08-10T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:47:43.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Início...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Resolvi fazer um blog para falar de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Das minhas neuras, das minhas alegrias, de tudo de nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enfim... do que me apetecer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Quero ser zé-ninguém nesta blogosfera... mas será que vou conseguir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Será que vou conseguir dizer tudo o que quero e me apetece sem dar nem pista de quem sou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Será que as pessoas minhas amigas me vão reconhecer??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não pretendo dizer nada que não se saiba... mas achei que seria giro interagir com as minhas amigas e amigos sem que elas saibam quem sou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Que pensais? Que quero dizer mal, falar asneiras???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não é mesmo o propósito, mas apenas "ver" como são as pessoas.... conhecidas ou não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Venham juntar-se a mim!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32536340-115524646348433183?l=deumema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/feeds/115524646348433183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32536340&amp;postID=115524646348433183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115524646348433183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32536340/posts/default/115524646348433183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deumema.blogspot.com/2006/08/incio.html' title='Início...'/><author><name>De Mim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043552150395630861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
