<?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-1005472859614961493</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:15:51.870-08:00</updated><category term='Palavras'/><category term='lições'/><title type='text'>slrocha .-.</title><subtitle type='html'>@SamaraLibrimane siga-me os bons!


Ainda não sei quem eu sou, estou apenas me descobrindo com o tempo,e espero que ele me ajude (:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-3936616826242332942</id><published>2011-04-23T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:17:31.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>E quantas vezes você quis um abraço e ninguém te abraçou ?? #realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-3936616826242332942?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3936616826242332942/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/e-quantas-vezes-voce-quis-um-abraco-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3936616826242332942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3936616826242332942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/e-quantas-vezes-voce-quis-um-abraco-e.html' title='E quantas vezes você quis um abraço e ninguém te abraçou ?? #realidade'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-874206939206711598</id><published>2011-04-23T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:16:53.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>O amor só é lindo quando encontramos alguém que nos transforme no melhor que podemos ser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Aprendi que quando uma coisa é verdadeira, ela não precisa fazer sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-874206939206711598?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1212295325086595436</id><published>2011-04-23T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:15:35.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>Eu sou do tamanho daquilo que sinto, que vejo e que faço, não do tamanho que os outros me enxergam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-1212295325086595436?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1212295325086595436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1142098235270020217</id><published>2011-04-23T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:11:12.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Música do Momento *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: 400; text-transform: none; letter-spacing: normal; text-decoration: none; line-height: 26px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Jeito de Mato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;De onde é que vem esses olhos tão tristes?&lt;br /&gt;Vem da campina onde o sol se deita&lt;br /&gt;Do regalo de terra que o teu dorso ajeita&lt;br /&gt;E dorme serena, no sereno sonha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;De onde é que salta essa voz tão risonha?&lt;br /&gt;Da chuva que teima, mas o céu rejeita&lt;br /&gt;Do mato, do medo, da perda tristonha&lt;br /&gt;Mas, que o sol resgata, arde e deleita&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Há uma estrada de pedra que passa na fazenda&lt;br /&gt;É teu destino, é tua senda, onde nascem tuas canções&lt;br /&gt;As tempestades do tempo que marcam tua história&lt;br /&gt;Fogo que queima na memória e acende os corações&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Sim, dos teus pés na terra nascem flores&lt;br /&gt;A tua voz macia aplaca as dores&lt;br /&gt;E espalha cores vivas pelo ar&lt;br /&gt;Ah..Ah...Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Sim, dos teus olhos saem cachoeiras&lt;br /&gt;Sete lagoas, mel e brincadeiras&lt;br /&gt;Espumas ondas, águas do teu mar&lt;br /&gt;Ah..Ah...Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Ee La Ia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-1142098235270020217?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1142098235270020217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2746382493392405832</id><published>2011-04-22T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:57:40.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Um fato sobre mim: gosto de pessoas que me façam rir. ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2746382493392405832?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-8841334139731628203</id><published>2011-04-22T17:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:56:43.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>"Amor é o único sentimento que consegue te fazer chorar por horas seguidas e sorrir de cinco em cinco minutos."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-8841334139731628203?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/8841334139731628203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/amor-e-o-unico-sentimento-que-consegue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8841334139731628203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8841334139731628203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/amor-e-o-unico-sentimento-que-consegue.html' title='&quot;Amor é o único sentimento que consegue te fazer chorar por horas seguidas e sorrir de cinco em cinco minutos.&quot;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5416696996958305850</id><published>2011-04-22T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:56:19.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>"Onde tem ciúmes pode ter certeza que existe muito amor!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-5416696996958305850?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5416696996958305850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/onde-tem-ciumes-pode-ter-certeza-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5416696996958305850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5416696996958305850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/onde-tem-ciumes-pode-ter-certeza-que.html' title='&quot;Onde tem ciúmes pode ter certeza que existe muito amor!&quot;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4212548699492521897</id><published>2011-04-22T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:14:40.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Música do Momento ;/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; "&gt;I Can't Live Without Your Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; " &gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Don't be afraid if I'll go crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised if I'll fall at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about what they think of me&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm falling for you (for you)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see me and you&lt;br /&gt;Remember this time that will last 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;When I find you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I just won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without your love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Don't be afraid if I go crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised if I fall at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about what they think of me&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm falling for you (for you)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see me and you&lt;br /&gt;Remember this time that will last till the end&lt;br /&gt;When I find you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I just won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without your love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see me in you&lt;br /&gt;Remember this time that will last 'til the end&lt;br /&gt;When I find you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I just won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without your love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4212548699492521897?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4212548699492521897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/musica-do-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4212548699492521897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4212548699492521897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/04/musica-do-momento.html' title='Música do Momento ;/'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1745300613168735616</id><published>2011-03-13T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T13:10:48.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>WHAAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-H4m_dIInXoE/TW_Xrinr3nI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Kx660QP9VE4/s400/seumadrugazz4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O tão, amado, apaixonante, lindãao, seduçãao, gostosão, Seu madruga esta vivo *_*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/aaaaaaaaaan.html' title='ÃAAAAAAAAAN?'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZDtvkMdMVk/TX0j1GjnLeI/AAAAAAAAATo/tWUYXFlFhFE/s72-c/3826903398_7a3b21c9ef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-3646462175402673448</id><published>2011-03-07T06:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T07:03:37.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Boooom Dia! Estão reformando aqui em casa hoje, e tipo eu já fico presa no meu quarto quando não está reformando, imagina quando está ...&lt;br /&gt;Postando ao som de E.T - Katy Perry (8'&lt;br /&gt;Mais ontem aconteceu o fim da picada de verdade, a #barradeferramentas saiu do seu lugar natal, ela geralmente fica em baixo, mais eu apertei alguma coisa que ela foi para lá em cima, e eu fico louca procurando ela. Veja a situação na foto a seguir. PS: ALGUEM ME AJUDA *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0o3MaTX9Gc/TXTvk9ID7PI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ekgnDvzCmCY/s320/100_0098.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 57px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581349256381590770" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aí depois fui arrumar meu guarda- roupa, eu tirei uma foto de como ele estava antes e depois. (vocês devem acha que eu sou doida, mais era pra vocês verem, que não sou nada organizada :/ )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5mZM_IEBQ4A/TXTw55KWadI/AAAAAAAAATY/XvkNYJyndGo/s320/100_0093.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581350715606329810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de 1h de sofrimento arrumando isso que eu não sei quem fez isso (#nemseimentir), ficou assim  ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cadAgS38EhY/TXTx_rBsPDI/AAAAAAAAATg/54sfHaWJ1iM/s320/100_0101.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581351914402757682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vocês podem ver que tipo, tudo no meu quaarto é pequeno, guarda- roupa pequeno, quarto pequena, só a cama que não é ;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais é isso né, depois que eu já passei vergonha até, mostrando essa falta de vergonha na cara, vou-me embora :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beeijos /,3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-3646462175402673448?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3646462175402673448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/boooom-dia-estao-reformando-aqui-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3646462175402673448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3646462175402673448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/boooom-dia-estao-reformando-aqui-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0o3MaTX9Gc/TXTvk9ID7PI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ekgnDvzCmCY/s72-c/100_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-7283363894787310552</id><published>2011-03-07T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T06:28:17.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>--'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Acha o Greg no Bairro do Chris: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&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/1005472859614961493-7283363894787310552?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7283363894787310552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7283363894787310552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7283363894787310552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='--&apos;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-3546092298603920659</id><published>2011-03-06T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T08:50:02.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Queria,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqbZfdqkJJ0/TXO7NAiT9aI/AAAAAAAAATI/0F7-XBg6wAY/s1600/100_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqbZfdqkJJ0/TXO7NAiT9aI/AAAAAAAAATI/0F7-XBg6wAY/s400/100_0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581010195398784418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ser igual a eles;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-3546092298603920659?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3546092298603920659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/queria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3546092298603920659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3546092298603920659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/queria.html' title='Queria,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqbZfdqkJJ0/TXO7NAiT9aI/AAAAAAAAATI/0F7-XBg6wAY/s72-c/100_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-6141181255614509462</id><published>2011-03-05T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T08:38:33.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>.    Presente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkmrBcKdVj8/TXJm_R_BR1I/AAAAAAAAATA/jM3Kn-jd2NA/s1600/0aabce9c29cede7fb9f6ad198fe204d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkmrBcKdVj8/TXJm_R_BR1I/AAAAAAAAATA/jM3Kn-jd2NA/s400/0aabce9c29cede7fb9f6ad198fe204d1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580636125610985298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;O ontem é história, o amanhã é um mistério, mas o hoje é uma dádiva. É por isso que se chama presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-6141181255614509462?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/6141181255614509462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/presente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6141181255614509462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6141181255614509462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/presente.html' title='.    Presente.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkmrBcKdVj8/TXJm_R_BR1I/AAAAAAAAATA/jM3Kn-jd2NA/s72-c/0aabce9c29cede7fb9f6ad198fe204d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-7363935060789810274</id><published>2011-03-04T17:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:11:16.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>,               Não olhe para o que perdeu,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xB59CPo5p7k/TXGNqkvhCwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RqsJ1_eJerY/s1600/menina__dia%2B10__melhor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 372px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xB59CPo5p7k/TXGNqkvhCwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RqsJ1_eJerY/s400/menina__dia%2B10__melhor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580397175845751554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Olhe para o que você ainda pode ganhar.&lt;br /&gt;Pois nem sempre nessa vida temos tudo o que queremos,&lt;br /&gt;e nada vai durar pra sempre, algumas coisas que perdemos nem sempre irão voltar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-7363935060789810274?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7363935060789810274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-olhe-para-o-que-perdeu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7363935060789810274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7363935060789810274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-olhe-para-o-que-perdeu.html' title=',               Não olhe para o que perdeu,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xB59CPo5p7k/TXGNqkvhCwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RqsJ1_eJerY/s72-c/menina__dia%2B10__melhor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-8536478663346789568</id><published>2011-03-04T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:08:51.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Você deve sorrir ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIbg1Lbt8Kk/TXGNGmnZ2NI/AAAAAAAAASw/84Ps3gDeCko/s1600/menina_feliz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIbg1Lbt8Kk/TXGNGmnZ2NI/AAAAAAAAASw/84Ps3gDeCko/s400/menina_feliz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580396557873305810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Quando estiver triste, levante a cabeça mostre para os outros o quanto você é forte e feliz, esqueça tudo que te faz mal que te deixa com ódio pois isso não ira fazer mal a ninguém e sim a você mesmo, não se rebaixe por nada nessa vida, pois nunca é tarde demais, quando se fecha uma porta abre-se outras, nunca desiste de seus sonhos pois só quem luta por eles se realiza, não dependa de amores para ser feliz seja idependente. Lembre-se o importante é sorrir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-8536478663346789568?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/8536478663346789568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/voce-deve-sorrir-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8536478663346789568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8536478663346789568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/voce-deve-sorrir-d.html' title='Você deve sorrir ;D'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIbg1Lbt8Kk/TXGNGmnZ2NI/AAAAAAAAASw/84Ps3gDeCko/s72-c/menina_feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-718840218591776015</id><published>2011-03-04T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:06:08.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>-                                           Sabe qual é o meu problema?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anjGiQCjQ6k/TXGMbq7oLEI/AAAAAAAAASo/-2ess32MvtU/s1600/tumblr_laqywq5GNL1qc84tno1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anjGiQCjQ6k/TXGMbq7oLEI/AAAAAAAAASo/-2ess32MvtU/s400/tumblr_laqywq5GNL1qc84tno1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580395820297497666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;É acreditar sempre nas pessoas, é não saber dizer não quando é preciso. É sempre perdoar as pessoas que me machucam. É sorrir quando estou triste por dentro, é chorar por pessoas que não merecem e amar quem não merecia ser amado. É sempre dar uma segunda chance, para alguém que não merecia nem a primeira. É tentar ser a melhor pessoa do mundo, é tentar ajudar a todos ao mesmo tempo, e esquecer de mim mesmo. Meu problema está nas menores coisas possíveis, mas que sempre me machucam muito, e parece que eu nunca aprendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora : Mariana Caballero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-718840218591776015?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/718840218591776015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/sabe-qual-e-o-meu-problema.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/718840218591776015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/718840218591776015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/03/sabe-qual-e-o-meu-problema.html' title='-                                           Sabe qual é o meu problema?'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anjGiQCjQ6k/TXGMbq7oLEI/AAAAAAAAASo/-2ess32MvtU/s72-c/tumblr_laqywq5GNL1qc84tno1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5185527888953513424</id><published>2011-02-01T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T06:11:14.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Amigas de alma e coração.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgUewLYkBI/AAAAAAAAASc/gK0bAWkf7dI/s1600/amigas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgUewLYkBI/AAAAAAAAASc/gK0bAWkf7dI/s400/amigas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568723457804898322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nascemos para dividir cada experiência do dia a dia. Companheiras nas farras, nas guerras, tempestades e alegrias, tão próximas que até os gestos, gostos e manias se confundem. Palavras tornam-se desnecessárias, pois só de olhar nos compreendemos porque a nossa amizade não se explica, ela simplesmente existe e acontece. &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile.aspx?origin=is&amp;amp;uid=3496788113714224668" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu te amo tanto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-5185527888953513424?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5185527888953513424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/02/amigas-de-alma-e-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5185527888953513424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5185527888953513424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/02/amigas-de-alma-e-coracao.html' title='Amigas de alma e coração.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgUewLYkBI/AAAAAAAAASc/gK0bAWkf7dI/s72-c/amigas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-7741143785930685489</id><published>2011-02-01T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T06:07:53.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Me diz, pra quê super heróis ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgTgltFGmI/AAAAAAAAASU/pHYPoWWl5mY/s1600/73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgTgltFGmI/AAAAAAAAASU/pHYPoWWl5mY/s400/73.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568722389841549922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;eu tenho verdadeiros amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-7741143785930685489?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7741143785930685489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/02/me-diz-pra-que-super-herois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7741143785930685489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7741143785930685489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/02/me-diz-pra-que-super-herois.html' title='Me diz, pra quê super heróis ???'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgTgltFGmI/AAAAAAAAASU/pHYPoWWl5mY/s72-c/73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1288317986442859591</id><published>2011-02-01T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T06:04:45.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>Garotas legais ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgS5wkpl5I/AAAAAAAAASM/dvNkQnMsj1E/s1600/100330_SES_194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgS5wkpl5I/AAAAAAAAASM/dvNkQnMsj1E/s400/100330_SES_194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568721722744084370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;não precisam ser bonitas. Não precisam ser iguais a todo o mundo, na verdade é a personalidade delas que as fazem serem legais. São diferentes, apaixonadas, divertidas, engraçadas. Na maioria das vezes, não tem nada de tão interessante, e acaba sendo isso que as fazem serem legais. Entendem o valor de um sorriso, de um olhar, de um beijo. Ajudam as amigas e as entendem acima de tudo. Têm vontades malucas, como a de tomar chocolate quente no verão. não precisam de um estilo pra se auto-afirmarem. São fiéis aos seus ideais e às pessoas importantes para elas. Não são santinhas nem piriguetes. amam, e por vezes, são amadas, usam all star, mas sabem andar de salto alto quando querem, não desejam mal à quase ninguém, mentem também, mas sempre se arrependem. São curiosas, ansiosas, loucas, desastradas. não desistem fácil e lutam acima de tudo pelos seus sonhos, te surpreendem às vezes, são complicadas e nada perfeitas são simpáticas, quase sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-1288317986442859591?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1288317986442859591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/02/garotas-legais-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1288317986442859591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1288317986442859591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/02/garotas-legais-d.html' title='Garotas legais ;D'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUgS5wkpl5I/AAAAAAAAASM/dvNkQnMsj1E/s72-c/100330_SES_194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1558996143666081792</id><published>2011-01-31T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T05:44:17.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Não se preocupe com ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa8hz8GiYI/AAAAAAAAASE/c9fXJq9lsoE/s1600/balanco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa8hz8GiYI/AAAAAAAAASE/c9fXJq9lsoE/s400/balanco.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568345278354196866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;as pessoas do seu passado.Há&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;uma razão para que elas não façam parte do seu futuro.&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/1005472859614961493-1558996143666081792?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1558996143666081792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/nao-se-preocupe-com.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1558996143666081792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1558996143666081792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/nao-se-preocupe-com.html' title='Não se preocupe com ...'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa8hz8GiYI/AAAAAAAAASE/c9fXJq9lsoE/s72-c/balanco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2600917588851244685</id><published>2011-01-31T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T05:40:35.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>a felicidade vive atrás (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa7wvrNWPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hJWFfYOCbR8/s1600/1233446556070_f%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa7wvrNWPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hJWFfYOCbR8/s400/1233446556070_f%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568344435396008178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;de mim, eu que não sou louca deixo ela vir. quebro o silêncio e parto logo o fim, deixo outras coisas, felicidade sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Roberta Campos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2600917588851244685?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/2600917588851244685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/felicidade-vive-atras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2600917588851244685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2600917588851244685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/felicidade-vive-atras.html' title='a felicidade vive atrás (:'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa7wvrNWPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hJWFfYOCbR8/s72-c/1233446556070_f%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-318578396747941487</id><published>2011-01-31T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T05:35:25.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>'                   sim, exijo que me entenda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa6kllL3mI/AAAAAAAAAR0/g-Z1sy_DrBk/s1600/12525767176Fi6bi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa6kllL3mI/AAAAAAAAAR0/g-Z1sy_DrBk/s400/12525767176Fi6bi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568343127016332898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;mas nem eu mesma me entendo por completo. você não precisa me entender para me aceitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-318578396747941487?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/318578396747941487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sim-exijo-que-me-entenda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/318578396747941487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/318578396747941487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sim-exijo-que-me-entenda.html' title='&apos;                   sim, exijo que me entenda.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa6kllL3mI/AAAAAAAAAR0/g-Z1sy_DrBk/s72-c/12525767176Fi6bi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-8643706680885126188</id><published>2011-01-31T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T05:27:29.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>Impossível é uma palavra *_*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa4n5gC9UI/AAAAAAAAARs/8bL-zBZRj5M/s1600/girl_with_umbrella_poster-p228525488325282121tdcp_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa4n5gC9UI/AAAAAAAAARs/8bL-zBZRj5M/s400/girl_with_umbrella_poster-p228525488325282121tdcp_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568340984879838530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;muito grande que gente pequena usa pra tentar nos oprimir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;comunidade (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-8643706680885126188?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/8643706680885126188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/impossivel-e-uma-palavra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8643706680885126188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8643706680885126188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/impossivel-e-uma-palavra.html' title='Impossível é uma palavra *_*'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa4n5gC9UI/AAAAAAAAARs/8bL-zBZRj5M/s72-c/girl_with_umbrella_poster-p228525488325282121tdcp_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-3540432245020367343</id><published>2011-01-31T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T05:45:02.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>.-.Hoje levantei cedo pensando,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa4BC5pYoI/AAAAAAAAARk/jgF3T2mHeG8/s1600/_menina_bal%25C3%25A3o.jpg_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa4BC5pYoI/AAAAAAAAARk/jgF3T2mHeG8/s320/_menina_bal%25C3%25A3o.jpg_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568340317388235394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;no que tenho a fazer antes que o relógio marque meia noite. É minha função escolher que tipo de dia vou ter hoje. Posso reclamar porque está chovendo ou agradecer às águas por lavarem a poluição. Posso ficar triste por não ter dinheiro ou me sentir encorajado para administrar minhas finanças, evitando o desperdício. Posso reclamar sobre minha saúde ou dar graças por estar vivo. Posso me queixar dos meus pais por não terem me dado tudo o que eu queria ou posso ser grato por ter nascido. Posso reclamar por ter que ir trabalhar ou agradecer por ter trabalho. Posso sentir tédio com o trabalho doméstico ou agradecer a Deus. Posso lamentar decepções com amigos ou me entusiasmar com a possibilidade de fazer novas amizades. Se as coisas não saíram como planejei posso ficar feliz por ter hoje para recomeçar. O dia está na minha frente esperando para ser o que eu quiser. E aqui estou eu, o escultor que pode dar forma. Tudo depende só de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-3540432245020367343?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3540432245020367343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoje-levantei-cedo-pensando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3540432245020367343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3540432245020367343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoje-levantei-cedo-pensando.html' title='.-.Hoje levantei cedo pensando,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUa4BC5pYoI/AAAAAAAAARk/jgF3T2mHeG8/s72-c/_menina_bal%25C3%25A3o.jpg_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-7439158587756918202</id><published>2011-01-30T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T06:20:52.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>*-*                 A vida ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVzrzaV8eI/AAAAAAAAARc/awX8yqjKSeA/s1600/bike3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVzrzaV8eI/AAAAAAAAARc/awX8yqjKSeA/s400/bike3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567983710685753826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;é feito andar de bicicleta: se parar você cai! Vai em frente sem parar, que a parada é suicida, porque a vida é muito curta e a estrada é comprida. Você sobe e você desce na escada da vida e às vezes parece que a batalha está perdida e que você voltou pro ponto de partida. Vai à luta, levanta, revida! Vai em frente, não se rende, não se prende nesse medo de errar, que é errando que se aprende, que o caminho até parece complicado e às vezes tão difícil que você se surpreende quando sente de repente que era tudo muito simples. Vai em frente que você entende. Vai na marra, vai na garra, vai em frente. E se agarra no seu sonho com unhas e dentes. Pra saber o que é possível é preciso que se tente conseguir o impossível, sempre alimente a esperança de vencer. Só duvide de quem duvida de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-7439158587756918202?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7439158587756918202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7439158587756918202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7439158587756918202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/vida.html' title='*-*                 A vida ;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVzrzaV8eI/AAAAAAAAARc/awX8yqjKSeA/s72-c/bike3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4070052745426003934</id><published>2011-01-30T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T06:18:21.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>E mesmo que nada funcione...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVzJvw_n-I/AAAAAAAAARU/m26qYb3DvRc/s1600/bra%25C3%25A7os%252Babertos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVzJvw_n-I/AAAAAAAAARU/m26qYb3DvRc/s400/bra%25C3%25A7os%252Babertos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567983125591465954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;eu estarei de pé, de queixo erguido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4070052745426003934?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4070052745426003934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-mesmo-que-nada-funcione.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4070052745426003934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4070052745426003934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-mesmo-que-nada-funcione.html' title='E mesmo que nada funcione...'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVzJvw_n-I/AAAAAAAAARU/m26qYb3DvRc/s72-c/bra%25C3%25A7os%252Babertos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1343527635256844088</id><published>2011-01-30T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T06:16:06.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>'                    Meu melhor amigo;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVynrfdeoI/AAAAAAAAARM/vLyi2UxQ-wo/s1600/amigos-121%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVynrfdeoI/AAAAAAAAARM/vLyi2UxQ-wo/s320/amigos-121%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567982540328630914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sempre vai ser aquele que me ajuda em todos os momentos, que nunca me deixa na mão, que eu confio de olhos fechados, que sabe dar os melhores conselhos, aquele que quando erra sabe reconhecer seus erros, que me apoia acima de tudo e todos, aquele amigo-irmão que eu posso chamar de melhor amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Reflita, só Deus pode ser nosso melhor amigo (:&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/1005472859614961493-1343527635256844088?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1343527635256844088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-melhor-amigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1343527635256844088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1343527635256844088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-melhor-amigo.html' title='&apos;                    Meu melhor amigo;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVynrfdeoI/AAAAAAAAARM/vLyi2UxQ-wo/s72-c/amigos-121%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5836727659463299358</id><published>2011-01-30T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T06:13:27.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Sou pessoa de dentro pra fora,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVyAFutm6I/AAAAAAAAARE/y3--vLL2ngc/s1600/menina%2Bpensando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVyAFutm6I/AAAAAAAAARE/y3--vLL2ngc/s400/menina%2Bpensando.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567981860177157026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;minha beleza está na minha essência e no meu caráter. Acredito em sonhos, não em utopia. Mas quando sonho, sonho alto. Estou aqui é pra viver, cair, aprender, levantar e seguir em frente. Sou isso hoje... Amanhã, já me reinventei. Reinvento-me sempre que a vida pede um pouco mais de mim. Sou complexa, sou mistura, sou mulher com cara de menina, e vice-versa. Me perco, me procuro e me acho. E quando necessário, enlouqueço e deixo rolar. Não me dôo pela metade, não sou tua meio amiga, nem teu quase amor. Ou sou tudo ou sou nada. Não suporto meio termos. Sou boba, mas não sou burra. Sou pessoa de riso fácil e choro também!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-5836727659463299358?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5836727659463299358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sou-pessoa-de-dentro-pra-fora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5836727659463299358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5836727659463299358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sou-pessoa-de-dentro-pra-fora.html' title='Sou pessoa de dentro pra fora,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TUVyAFutm6I/AAAAAAAAARE/y3--vLL2ngc/s72-c/menina%2Bpensando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5586946944706569710</id><published>2011-01-22T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T07:00:18.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Comunicado Importante :s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;oii, pessoas lindas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Estou passando aqui para falar que esse final de semana não vou publicar nenhuma postagem, pois estarei viajando, mais assim que voltar a primeira coisa que eu farei é isso (yn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;BGS SZ'&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/1005472859614961493-5586946944706569710?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5586946944706569710/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/comunicado-importante-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5586946944706569710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5586946944706569710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/comunicado-importante-s.html' title='Comunicado Importante :s'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-3882674640097676025</id><published>2011-01-21T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:10:46.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>"Foi mal" não é desculpa,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm9-5Glo5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rXKZDFNpwZo/s1600/tumblr_leb68uQ8li1qe1vz4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm9-5Glo5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rXKZDFNpwZo/s400/tumblr_leb68uQ8li1qe1vz4o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564687702770951058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;ㅤ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Valeu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; não é obrigado&lt;br /&gt;ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤe &lt;b style="font-weight: 700; "&gt;"Eu também"&lt;/b&gt; não é eu te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-3882674640097676025?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3882674640097676025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/foi-mal-nao-e-desculpa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3882674640097676025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3882674640097676025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/foi-mal-nao-e-desculpa.html' title='&quot;Foi mal&quot; não é desculpa,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm9-5Glo5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rXKZDFNpwZo/s72-c/tumblr_leb68uQ8li1qe1vz4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5630602828022017978</id><published>2011-01-21T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:07:40.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>Deus te dá 86.400 segundos !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm9NJio_EI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ytcnYKRjHQ/s1600/menina_rezando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm9NJio_EI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ytcnYKRjHQ/s400/menina_rezando.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564686848190118978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;por dia, e você já usou &lt;u&gt;UM&lt;/u&gt; para dizer&lt;br /&gt;ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ&lt;u&gt;OBRIGADO&lt;/u&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-5630602828022017978?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5630602828022017978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/deus-te-da-86400-segundos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5630602828022017978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5630602828022017978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/deus-te-da-86400-segundos.html' title='Deus te dá 86.400 segundos !!'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm9NJio_EI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ytcnYKRjHQ/s72-c/menina_rezando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5767778457036950995</id><published>2011-01-21T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:02:57.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>.        Sabe qual é meu maior medo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm8Kz84_YI/AAAAAAAAAQs/o-xJnvhqJjY/s1600/tumblr_l7jxvwzG751qaw7s4o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm8Kz84_YI/AAAAAAAAAQs/o-xJnvhqJjY/s320/tumblr_l7jxvwzG751qaw7s4o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564685708523273602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;É acabar vivendo uma vida que não é minha. É acabar falando demais por não ter nada a dizer. Meu maior medo é perder a confiança de quem eu amo. Meu maior medo está em minhas atitudes, nas coisas que eu falo e depois acabo me arrependendo. Meu medo é ter que sorrir quando estou me acabando por dentro. Queria dizer: "Não! Eu não tenho nenhum medo." Mas não é tão fácil assim, como num simples passe de mágica. O meu medo só vai evaporar, quando eu ter a certeza de quem eu sou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;comunidade (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-5767778457036950995?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5767778457036950995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sabe-qual-e-meu-maior-medo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5767778457036950995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5767778457036950995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sabe-qual-e-meu-maior-medo.html' title='.        Sabe qual é meu maior medo?'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm8Kz84_YI/AAAAAAAAAQs/o-xJnvhqJjY/s72-c/tumblr_l7jxvwzG751qaw7s4o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2217205178291370489</id><published>2011-01-21T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T08:59:02.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>-                      Com o tempo pude aprender,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm7SfXGgFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1mRAHEMX5EE/s1600/tumblr_kvnoohR8T51qadotro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 341px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm7SfXGgFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1mRAHEMX5EE/s400/tumblr_kvnoohR8T51qadotro1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564684740923392082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Aprendi que o mais simples deveria ser visto como o mais importante.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que a pessoa que te ama, não suporta te ver triste, nem que seja por um segundo.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não posso ter tudo na mesma hora que eu quero, tenho que saber esperar a disposição dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não é emburrando a cara que irei resolver os meus problemas, e sim pedindo ajuda a um ombro amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não posso julgar as pessoas, mesmo tendo provas contra as mesmas.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não posso colocar "aprendi" demais em um texto, acaba ficando chato de ler. Mas mesmo assim eu coloco.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que a pessoa que eu posso me apaixonar, não está em outro estado, em outra tela de computador, ela pode estar na outra rua. Mais perto do que eu possa imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que meus pais sempre querem o melhor pra mim, mesmo que eu me estresse com eles, eles nuncam deixam de querer o meu bem.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que para mostrar que sinto dor, não é preciso haver lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2217205178291370489?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/2217205178291370489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/com-o-tempo-pude-aprender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2217205178291370489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2217205178291370489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/com-o-tempo-pude-aprender.html' title='-                      Com o tempo pude aprender,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm7SfXGgFI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1mRAHEMX5EE/s72-c/tumblr_kvnoohR8T51qadotro1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4937188760187689875</id><published>2011-01-21T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T08:53:03.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>As coisas mudam,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm5261IQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/4xxLLYOLdzQ/s1600/img_99691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm5261IQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/4xxLLYOLdzQ/s400/img_99691.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564683167749129154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Depois de um tempo você começa a perceber que nada nessa vida é pra sempre e que tudo pode de alguma forma ser mudado, percebe também que as pessoas mudam, que os pensamentos mudam, e que se você não mudar, a vida muda você .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4937188760187689875?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4937188760187689875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-coisas-mudam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4937188760187689875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4937188760187689875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-coisas-mudam.html' title='As coisas mudam,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm5261IQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/4xxLLYOLdzQ/s72-c/img_99691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5210070319130599384</id><published>2011-01-21T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T08:47:47.787-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Você pode estar;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm4fdIA0cI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jv8dSVzyMzY/s1600/Meninas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm4fdIA0cI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jv8dSVzyMzY/s320/Meninas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564681665126650306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sonhando alto ,&lt;br /&gt;mas não há necessidade de voar para alcança-lo ,&lt;br /&gt;já que o que deseja está no chão e muitas vezes bem ao lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Todas as vezes a amizade verdadeira te faz bem, pare e pense.&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/1005472859614961493-5210070319130599384?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5210070319130599384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/voce-pode-estar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5210070319130599384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5210070319130599384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/voce-pode-estar.html' title='Você pode estar;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm4fdIA0cI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jv8dSVzyMzY/s72-c/Meninas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-3793146980375069011</id><published>2011-01-21T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T08:44:15.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>A alegria está na simplicidade,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm3t9ZLqII/AAAAAAAAAQM/act6HTZKGWM/s1600/mulher%2Bsorrindo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm3t9ZLqII/AAAAAAAAAQM/act6HTZKGWM/s400/mulher%2Bsorrindo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564680814795139202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;de um sorriso, de um abraço,de um ' Eu Te Amo ', de um olhar, de gestos singelos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-3793146980375069011?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3793146980375069011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/alegria-esta-na-simplicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3793146980375069011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3793146980375069011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/alegria-esta-na-simplicidade.html' title='A alegria está na simplicidade,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTm3t9ZLqII/AAAAAAAAAQM/act6HTZKGWM/s72-c/mulher%2Bsorrindo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-8158696951288611423</id><published>2011-01-17T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T09:30:53.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>O Consolo :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR8u_3B4oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0V8995vBoFM/s1600/solidao3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR8u_3B4oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0V8995vBoFM/s320/solidao3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563208586567475842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Se a tristeza tomou conta de você no dia de hoje, silencie.&lt;br /&gt;Se pessoas falaram de ti e se te julgaram, silencie.&lt;br /&gt;Se a magoa te faz chorar, silencie.&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que Deus tudo vê, nada escapa de seus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Pois Ele conhece o coração dos maus e bons&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada foge de seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Não queira revidar e nem discutir&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que dói, ainda mais quando são pessoas próximas de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Não julgue e que atire a primeira pedra quem nunca errou&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes também falamos dos outros e também julgamos&lt;br /&gt;Deus é misericordioso e nos perdôa&lt;br /&gt;Então é hora de liberar o perdão&lt;br /&gt;Logo o esquecimento chegará&lt;br /&gt;Não pense que escrevo somente para você&lt;br /&gt;Eu também preciso destas palavras para me confortar&lt;br /&gt;Todos nós estamos sujeitos a julgamentos, pois também julgamos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei como dói, mas tudo tem o seu tempo.&lt;br /&gt;O meu eu sei que é calar e perdoar&lt;br /&gt;O tempo se encarrega de colocar tudo no lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Às vezes nem é preciso uma fofoca&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente sente no ar e no jeito que nos olham&lt;br /&gt;E como sempre digo nada está oculto que não seja revelado&lt;br /&gt;Na hora certa as coisas se esclarecem&lt;br /&gt;Também sinto vontade de chorar e me isolar&lt;br /&gt;Mas há um Deus que combate por nós&lt;br /&gt;Ele é justo e tudo sabe de nós&lt;br /&gt;Ele conhece nosso coração e somente Ele pode julgar&lt;br /&gt;No mais perdôo aqueles que me feriram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Não é fácil, mas aprendi que primeiro vem à ação depois a reação.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro o querer e depois Deus nos dá a graça do esquecimento&lt;br /&gt;Tente você vai se surpreender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-8158696951288611423?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/8158696951288611423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-consolo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8158696951288611423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8158696951288611423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-consolo.html' title='O Consolo :&apos;('/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR8u_3B4oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0V8995vBoFM/s72-c/solidao3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4840947022459570872</id><published>2011-01-17T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T09:23:30.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>;             we are human</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR7C1gU1GI/AAAAAAAAAP8/gwZ5iRUNV8o/s1600/_shJo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR7C1gU1GI/AAAAAAAAAP8/gwZ5iRUNV8o/s320/_shJo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563206728362021986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 31px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Deus mais uma vez segura em minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma aflita pede tua atenção&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei no nível mais difícil até aqui&lt;br /&gt;Me ajude a concluir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Quando penso que estou forte fraco eu estou&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando reconheço que sem Ti eu nada sou&lt;br /&gt;Alcanço os lugares impossíveis, me torno um vencedor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Estou sentindo minhas forças indo embora&lt;br /&gt;Mas Tua presença me renova nessa hora&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Senhor, vem, e me leva além&lt;br /&gt;O meu sonho de chegar está tão longe&lt;br /&gt;Sou humano não consigo ser perfeito&lt;br /&gt;vem, Senhor, vem, e me leva além&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Me ajude a ousar com minha fé&lt;br /&gt;Sou pequeno eu não sei ficar de pé&lt;br /&gt;Sou dependente, tão dependente&lt;br /&gt;Vem Senhor ao meu favor&lt;br /&gt;Me ajude a ousar com minha fé&lt;br /&gt;Sou pequeno eu não sei ficar de pé Me dá sua mão,&lt;br /&gt;Me tira do chão Vem me ajudar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4840947022459570872?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4840947022459570872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-are-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4840947022459570872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4840947022459570872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-are-human.html' title=';             we are human'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR7C1gU1GI/AAAAAAAAAP8/gwZ5iRUNV8o/s72-c/_shJo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5237013377842182407</id><published>2011-01-17T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T09:18:52.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>The Story (8)'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR57pNY4CI/AAAAAAAAAP0/PdWs0hSyMuM/s1600/casal%2Bde%2Bcrian%25C3%25A7as%2Bcaminhando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR57pNY4CI/AAAAAAAAAP0/PdWs0hSyMuM/s320/casal%2Bde%2Bcrian%25C3%25A7as%2Bcaminhando.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563205505290657826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Todas as linhas que contornam o meu rosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Contam a história de quem eu sou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Tantas histórias sobre onde eu estive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;E como eu cheguei onde estou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Mas essas histórias não significam nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Quando você não tem ninguém com quem partilha-las&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;É verdade... Eu fui feita para você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Eu escalei os topos das montanhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Nadei através de todo o oceano azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Atravessei todas as linhas e quebrei todas as regras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Mas querido, eu quebrei todas por você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Porque mesmo quando eu estava destroçada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Você me faz sentir como tivesse acabado de ganhar o euro milhões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;sim, você faz! Eu fui feita para você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Você vê o sorriso que está na minha boca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Ele está escondendo as palavras que teimam em não sair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;E todos os meus amigos que me acham abençoada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Eles não sabem que minha cabeça é uma confusão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Não, eles não sabem quem eu sou de verdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;E eles não sabem aquilo por que eu passei como você sabe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;E eu fui feita para você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Todas as linhas que contornam minha face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Contam a história de quem eu sou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Tantas histórias sobre onde eu estive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;E como eu cheguei onde estou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Mas essas histórias não significam nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;Quando você não tem ninguém com quem partilha-las&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;É verdade... Eu fui feita para você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;É verdade... Eu fui feita para você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-5237013377842182407?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5237013377842182407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/story-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5237013377842182407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5237013377842182407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/story-8.html' title='The Story (8)&apos;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTR57pNY4CI/AAAAAAAAAP0/PdWs0hSyMuM/s72-c/casal%2Bde%2Bcrian%25C3%25A7as%2Bcaminhando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4121632680279258753</id><published>2011-01-14T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T05:49:27.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>Se, a princípio, a ideia não é absurda, então não há esperança para ela.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTBUYCfNuwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jOcnWXQObiI/s1600/crian%25C3%25A7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTBUYCfNuwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jOcnWXQObiI/s400/crian%25C3%25A7a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562038311763950338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Desconfie do destino e acredite em você. Gaste mais horas realizando que sonhando, fazendo que planejando, vivendo que esperando... Porque, embora quem quase morre esteja vivo, quem quase vive, já morreu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4121632680279258753?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4121632680279258753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/se-principio-ideia-nao-e-absurda-entao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4121632680279258753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4121632680279258753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/se-principio-ideia-nao-e-absurda-entao.html' title='Se, a princípio, a ideia não é absurda, então não há esperança para ela.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTBUYCfNuwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jOcnWXQObiI/s72-c/crian%25C3%25A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-8501190722160150611</id><published>2011-01-14T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T05:45:48.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Ser um,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTBTgmHul_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/-l9Y1QeVhbg/s1600/solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTBTgmHul_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/-l9Y1QeVhbg/s400/solidao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562037359256442866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;ator é a coisa mais solitária no mundo. Você fica sozinho com sua concentração e imaginação, e isso é tudo o que você tem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-8501190722160150611?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/8501190722160150611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/ser-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8501190722160150611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/8501190722160150611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/ser-um.html' title='Ser um,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TTBTgmHul_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/-l9Y1QeVhbg/s72-c/solidao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2170191790061435381</id><published>2011-01-12T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:52:49.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Amor de adolescente &gt;&lt;'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS3AMPgZOrI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Brh699et1gc/s1600/Fotos%2Bde%2Bnamorados%2Bapaixonados%2Basdasdas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS3AMPgZOrI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Brh699et1gc/s400/Fotos%2Bde%2Bnamorados%2Bapaixonados%2Basdasdas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561312431425796786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Você é o meu raio de sol,&lt;br /&gt;Minha fonte de calor,&lt;br /&gt;Razão do meu bom viver&lt;br /&gt;E o motivo do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é uma luz no escuro,&lt;br /&gt;Uma fonte lá no deserto&lt;br /&gt;Eu só fico satisfeito&lt;br /&gt;Se você estiver por perto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero que nunca mude,&lt;br /&gt;Permaneça sempre assim,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre pertinho de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é minha luz divina,&lt;br /&gt;Um encanto de menina&lt;br /&gt;Vou te amar até o fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2170191790061435381?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/2170191790061435381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/amor-de-adolescente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2170191790061435381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2170191790061435381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/amor-de-adolescente.html' title='Amor de adolescente &gt;&lt;&apos;'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS3AMPgZOrI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Brh699et1gc/s72-c/Fotos%2Bde%2Bnamorados%2Bapaixonados%2Basdasdas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4999379699663241337</id><published>2011-01-12T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:49:19.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>A Amizade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2_ZOpfCsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QdvYHi6DBDE/s1600/amizade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2_ZOpfCsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QdvYHi6DBDE/s200/amizade1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561311555022162626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;taghw&gt;A amizade nasce de um sorriso sincero,&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cresce aos poucos,&lt;br /&gt;E quando estimada fica impossível de não tê-la mais.&lt;br /&gt;A amizade é tão forte como o brilho do sol,&lt;br /&gt;Tão grande como a lua,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Tão admirada como a paisagem mais bela.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;A amizade cobiça fielmente a sinceridade,&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Alimenta a cumplicidade e devora a alegria.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A amizade é algo indecifrável,&lt;br /&gt;Como uma língua sem tradução.&lt;br /&gt;Amizade é presente dos céus&lt;br /&gt;E a compreensão dos sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Ser amigo é ter prestígio&lt;br /&gt;Ter conceito de companheirismo,&lt;br /&gt;Benevolência perfeita.&lt;br /&gt;A amizade é dotada de compreensão,&lt;br /&gt;Completa de fiel felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4999379699663241337?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4999379699663241337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/amizade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4999379699663241337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4999379699663241337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/amizade.html' title='A Amizade.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2_ZOpfCsI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QdvYHi6DBDE/s72-c/amizade1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-6400164788523400153</id><published>2011-01-12T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T05:34:59.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>ás vezes Deus coloca,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2t9j5qAQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GA3raKM1dW4/s1600/imagem%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bmenino%2Bse%2Babra%25C3%25A7ando1714782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2t9j5qAQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GA3raKM1dW4/s320/imagem%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bmenino%2Bse%2Babra%25C3%25A7ando1714782.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561292387993125122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pessoas erradas em nossas vidas, para que quando encontremos a pessoa certa saibamos valorizá-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-6400164788523400153?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/6400164788523400153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-vezes-deus-coloca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6400164788523400153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6400164788523400153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-vezes-deus-coloca.html' title='ás vezes Deus coloca,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2t9j5qAQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GA3raKM1dW4/s72-c/imagem%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bmenino%2Bse%2Babra%25C3%25A7ando1714782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4807467379394353766</id><published>2011-01-12T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:23:16.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>a verdade,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS25Rdu0_1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/O2iYnFx7C4w/s1600/sem%252Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS25Rdu0_1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/O2iYnFx7C4w/s320/sem%252Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561304824562384722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;é que todos irão te fazer sofrer, mas cabe a você decidir por quem realmente vale a pena chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4807467379394353766?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4807467379394353766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4807467379394353766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4807467379394353766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/verdade.html' title='a verdade,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS25Rdu0_1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/O2iYnFx7C4w/s72-c/sem%252Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4031276885678343619</id><published>2011-01-12T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T05:15:31.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>,      eu desisti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2o47HuOzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CB3In6rqV5g/s1600/coracao-partido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2o47HuOzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CB3In6rqV5g/s400/coracao-partido.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561286810768653106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;mas não pense que foi por não ter coragem de lutar, e sim por não ter mais condições de sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;comunidade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4031276885678343619?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4031276885678343619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-desisti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4031276885678343619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4031276885678343619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-desisti.html' title=',      eu desisti'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2o47HuOzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CB3In6rqV5g/s72-c/coracao-partido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5068980820625366730</id><published>2011-01-11T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T05:17:57.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Estar Apaixonado *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxYfrCrIlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_bqmMkgVgQQ/s1600/3239448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxYfrCrIlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_bqmMkgVgQQ/s320/3239448.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560916941048848978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Estar apaixonado (a) é sentir, &lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;O coração bater mais forte, &lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;E estremecido de emoção,&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Sonhar acordado e ver tudo, &lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito mais colorido,&lt;br /&gt;Sorri para os encantos mais belos&lt;br /&gt;Passear nos bosques De mãos dadas,&lt;br /&gt;Juntinho da pessoa amada,&lt;br /&gt;Em rumo da verdadeira felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Vaguear na Lua dos namorados,&lt;br /&gt;Ver o brilho das estrelas nos,&lt;br /&gt;Olhos da pessoa amada,&lt;br /&gt;Desenhar nas nuvens o teu nome,&lt;br /&gt;Em palavras rima versos de amor,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar o arco-íris colorindo o ceu,&lt;br /&gt;Como se estivesse contemplando&lt;br /&gt;Ainda mais o nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;Te beijar enlouquecidamente,&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o teu coração bater,&lt;br /&gt;Juntinho ao meu,&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir os cantos dos passarinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Armonizando a nossa felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar o Horizonte sorrindo,&lt;br /&gt;Acariciar a tua face e nela,&lt;br /&gt;Ver os sonhos mais lindos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;E não pensar em mais nada...&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/1005472859614961493-5068980820625366730?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5068980820625366730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/estar-apaixonado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5068980820625366730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5068980820625366730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/estar-apaixonado.html' title='Estar Apaixonado *-*'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxYfrCrIlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_bqmMkgVgQQ/s72-c/3239448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1184097873274843969</id><published>2011-01-11T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T05:09:51.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Todo meu patrimônio são meus amigos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxWh63vqqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/a8e28fyTIOs/s1600/amizade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxWh63vqqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/a8e28fyTIOs/s400/amizade2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560914780634458786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"A amizade é como a saúde: Nunca nos damos conta de seu verdadeiro valor até que a perdemos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-1184097873274843969?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1184097873274843969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/todo-meu-patrimonio-sao-meus-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1184097873274843969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1184097873274843969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/todo-meu-patrimonio-sao-meus-amigos.html' title='Todo meu patrimônio são meus amigos!'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxWh63vqqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/a8e28fyTIOs/s72-c/amizade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-7761205187051886872</id><published>2011-01-11T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:43:59.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Só tenho a agradecer ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxQbWOh6sI/AAAAAAAAAOU/A_QCvm3oLVo/s1600/a5ba4_menina_rezando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxQbWOh6sI/AAAAAAAAAOU/A_QCvm3oLVo/s200/a5ba4_menina_rezando.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560908070648933058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700; "&gt;Deus, Obrigado por tudo !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Agradeço a Deus pelo carinho que recebo dos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço pelo apoio que recebo das pessoas. Agradeço pelas provações que me ensinam o caminho e pelas dores que me tiram da inércia. Agradeço as oportunidades de compreensão e entendimento e pelas possibilidades de servir no amor e na paz. Agradeço pelas luzes da aurora e o silêncio que vem pelas manhãs. Agradeço pelo ruído dos carros, quando me acordam e me despertam para um novo dia. Agradeço pelo marulho suave ou bravio dos mares e pelo cheiro intenso da maresia. E pelo farfalhar das folhas no vento,&lt;br /&gt;eu agradeço a Deus Pai meu Amigo e Criador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-7761205187051886872?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7761205187051886872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-tenho-agradecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7761205187051886872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7761205187051886872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-tenho-agradecer.html' title='Só tenho a agradecer ,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxQbWOh6sI/AAAAAAAAAOU/A_QCvm3oLVo/s72-c/a5ba4_menina_rezando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4601719640814081850</id><published>2011-01-11T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:39:46.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>Aprendi que se aprende errando,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxPfwAV62I/AAAAAAAAAOM/N46LlxOwFME/s1600/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDA%2BMULHER%2BSORRINDO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxPfwAV62I/AAAAAAAAAOM/N46LlxOwFME/s320/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDA%2BMULHER%2BSORRINDO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560907046776597346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Que crescer não significa fazer aniversário. Que o silêncio é a melhor resposta, quando se ouve uma bobagem. Que trabalhar não significa só ganhar dinheiro. Que amigos a gente conquista mostrando o que somos. Que os verdadeiros amigos sempre ficam com você até o fim. Que a maldade se esconde atrás de uma bela face. Que não se espera a felicidade chegar, mas se procura por ela. Que quando penso saber de tudo ainda não aprendi nada. Que a natureza é a coisa mais bela na vida. Que amar significa se dar por inteiro. Que um só dia pode ser mais importante que muitos anos. Que se pode conversar com estrelas. Que se pode confessar com a lua. Que se pode viajar além do infinito. Que ouvir uma palavra de carinho faz bem a saúde. Que dar um carinho também faz. Que sonhar é preciso. Que se deve ser criança a vida toda. Que nosso ser é livre. Que Deus não proíbe nada em nome do amor. Que o julgamento alheio não é importante. Que o que realmente importa é a paz interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4601719640814081850?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4601719640814081850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/aprendi-que-se-aprende-errando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4601719640814081850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4601719640814081850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/aprendi-que-se-aprende-errando.html' title='Aprendi que se aprende errando,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxPfwAV62I/AAAAAAAAAOM/N46LlxOwFME/s72-c/A%2BIMAGEM%2BDA%2BMULHER%2BSORRINDO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2854701503468864937</id><published>2011-01-11T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:39:58.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>O filho liga em casa e ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxNygNwbwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uncJ4c1qdJc/s1600/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxNygNwbwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uncJ4c1qdJc/s200/cry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560905169932152578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Cai na caixa postal,&lt;br /&gt;　 　　　então ele grava seguinte mensagem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe, ninguém atendia o telefone então minha única oportunidade era deixar essa mensagem gravada, pra te dizer que &lt;/span&gt;estou longe, muito longe de você ,&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho mais motivos pra continuar em casa&lt;br /&gt;a gente só discuti, só briga,&lt;br /&gt;agora você não tem mais com o que se preocupar&lt;br /&gt;estou bem longe de casa , prestes a te dar o sossego que você&lt;br /&gt;sempre quis, não pretendo te estressar.&lt;br /&gt;Ficando em casa só faço com que você fique sempre triste ,&lt;br /&gt;brigando por que fico o dia inteiro sentando em frente do computador,&lt;br /&gt;isso não vai mais acontecer, onde eu vou não vai ter mais essa mordomia&lt;br /&gt;que você sempre ficava falando que me dava,&lt;br /&gt;pois eu so sabia ficar sentando e não te ajudava em nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sabe Mamãe ,&lt;br /&gt;eu realmente ficava o dia inteiro no computador&lt;br /&gt;mais ficava o dia inteiro procurando um emprego bom&lt;br /&gt;nas cidades de fora para conseguir dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;e trocar aquele carro velho seu que sempre quebra&lt;br /&gt;e enfim te levar para conhecer as belezas do mundo a fora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;comunidade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2854701503468864937?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/2854701503468864937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-filho-liga-em-casa-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2854701503468864937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2854701503468864937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-filho-liga-em-casa-e.html' title='O filho liga em casa e ...'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSxNygNwbwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uncJ4c1qdJc/s72-c/cry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-3752632651389629463</id><published>2011-01-10T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:58:35.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Os olhos também falam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TStk5dcRDgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/L5iY9xYCsik/s1600/olhar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TStk5dcRDgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/L5iY9xYCsik/s200/olhar.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560649103237516802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um dia eu tive medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Depois te conheci e te fiz meu amigo&lt;br /&gt;Puxa, que amigo!&lt;br /&gt;Como eu ria meu caro, contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia era mais divertido&lt;br /&gt;E eu ficava muito contente&lt;br /&gt;Era meu amigo preferido&lt;br /&gt;Alegre, legal e inteligente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mundo sempre tem alguém&lt;br /&gt;Que surge para uma amizade criar&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que soube como ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Me ensinar o valor de um olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre é necessário falar&lt;br /&gt;Para dizer que a vida é incrível&lt;br /&gt;Que bem lá no fundo do olhar&lt;br /&gt;Tem algo inconfundível&lt;br /&gt;A capacidade de Falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrindo com os olhos brilhando&lt;br /&gt;Você me mostrou o valor de um gesto&lt;br /&gt;Que vem de um lugar vivo e brando&lt;br /&gt;Do olhar de alguém tão modesto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é assim, um dia passa.&lt;br /&gt;E se vai de verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Não há nada que se faça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Para curar essa saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mas eu sempre vou lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Que não é preciso falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Que os olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Os olhos também falam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-3752632651389629463?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/3752632651389629463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/os-olhos-tambem-falam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3752632651389629463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/3752632651389629463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/os-olhos-tambem-falam.html' title='Os olhos também falam.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TStk5dcRDgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/L5iY9xYCsik/s72-c/olhar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-6501458499274363804</id><published>2011-01-10T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:51:34.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>às vezes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TStjJhbqy_I/AAAAAAAAANk/AltreSKT9Yw/s1600/menina%2Be%2Bmalmequer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TStjJhbqy_I/AAAAAAAAANk/AltreSKT9Yw/s200/menina%2Be%2Bmalmequer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560647180163402738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;a gente precisa dar um tempo, correr pra longe de todo mundo, pra ver quem vai correr atrás da gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;comunidade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-6501458499274363804?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/6501458499274363804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-vezes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6501458499274363804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6501458499274363804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-vezes.html' title='às vezes,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TStjJhbqy_I/AAAAAAAAANk/AltreSKT9Yw/s72-c/menina%2Be%2Bmalmequer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-7651886253649701043</id><published>2011-01-10T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:44:01.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Acredite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2-CijrPCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8Rg0b4otBgM/s1600/filhoBeijaMae_zorate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2-CijrPCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8Rg0b4otBgM/s320/filhoBeijaMae_zorate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561310065717885986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Acredite nas pessoas… Naquelas que possuem algo mais…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas que, às vezes, a gente confunde com anjos e outras divindades…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digo daquelas pessoas que existem em nossas vidas e enchem nosso espaço com pequenas alegrias e grandes atitudes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falo daquelas que te olham nos olhos quando precisam ser verdadeiras, tecendo elogios, que pedem desculpas com a simplicidade de uma criança…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas firmes… Verdadeiras, transparentes, amigas, ingênuas… Que com um sorriso, um beijo, um abraço, uma palavra, te faz feliz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas que erram… Acertam… Não tem vergonha de dizer não sei… aquelas que sonham… Aquelas amigas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas que passam pela vida deixando sua marca, saudades, aquelas que fazem a diferença…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas que vivem intensamente um grande amor…&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/1005472859614961493-7651886253649701043?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/7651886253649701043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/acredite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7651886253649701043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/7651886253649701043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/acredite.html' title='Acredite.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TS2-CijrPCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8Rg0b4otBgM/s72-c/filhoBeijaMae_zorate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4815017446994240672</id><published>2011-01-10T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T08:26:59.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSszPBtQJ7I/AAAAAAAAANU/efM4M4NS4TY/s1600/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSszPBtQJ7I/AAAAAAAAANU/efM4M4NS4TY/s200/saudade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560594498168301490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;é o amor que fica .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt; comunidade&lt;/b&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/1005472859614961493-4815017446994240672?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4815017446994240672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4815017446994240672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4815017446994240672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/saudade.html' title='Saudade,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSszPBtQJ7I/AAAAAAAAANU/efM4M4NS4TY/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-5420748236509595605</id><published>2011-01-10T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T07:20:41.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>'   Posso ter defeitos,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsjr9TtrwI/AAAAAAAAANM/cCRsUpQiRAs/s1600/paola%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsjr9TtrwI/AAAAAAAAANM/cCRsUpQiRAs/s320/paola%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560577403017604866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;viver ansiosa e ficar irritada algumas vezes, mas não esqueço de que minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo. E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência. Ser feliz é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apesar de todos os desafios, incompreensões e períodos de crise. Ser feliz é deixar de ser vítima dos problemas e se tornar um autor da própria história. É atravessar desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de encontrar um oásis no recôndito da sua alma. É agradecer a Deus a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida. Ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos. É saber falar de si mesmo. É ter coragem para ouvir um "não". É ter segurança para receber uma crítica, mesmo que injusta. Pedras no caminho? Guardo todas, um dia vou construir um castelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-5420748236509595605?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/5420748236509595605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/posso-ter-defeitos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5420748236509595605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/5420748236509595605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/posso-ter-defeitos.html' title='&apos;   Posso ter defeitos,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsjr9TtrwI/AAAAAAAAANM/cCRsUpQiRAs/s72-c/paola%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-6929766088443318543</id><published>2011-01-10T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T07:35:18.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>,                 eu posso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsi10-1SqI/AAAAAAAAANE/wKlPU1xY6J0/s1600/menina%2Bna%2Bchuva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsi10-1SqI/AAAAAAAAANE/wKlPU1xY6J0/s320/menina%2Bna%2Bchuva.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560576473069603490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ser muito carinhosa ou muito grossa, dependendo de você. Eu posso ser muito paciente e me irritar com facilidade. Eu posso amar uma coisa e mesmo assim não querer. Eu posso lutar por qualquer coisa e de uma hora para outra achar que não merece o meu esforço. Eu posso me apaixonar da primeira vez que vejo alguém como também posso não gostar sem motivo. Eu posso amar minha vida e de uma hora para outra perguntar: "Por que eu vivo?" Eu posso amar preto e escolher o branco. Eu posso achar errado e amanhã fazer a mesma coisa. Eu posso ser compreensiva e ao mesmo tempo teimosa. Eu posso achar que sei tudo sabendo que não sei nada. Eu posso saber que não posso e mesmo assim fazer. Eu posso jogar tudo para o alto e começar tudo de novo por nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-6929766088443318543?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/6929766088443318543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-posso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6929766088443318543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/6929766088443318543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-posso.html' title=',                 eu posso'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsi10-1SqI/AAAAAAAAANE/wKlPU1xY6J0/s72-c/menina%2Bna%2Bchuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2584921018417586044</id><published>2011-01-10T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T07:15:40.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>-    As coisas mudam de lugar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsikQVC2fI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XZm6_GdMfII/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsikQVC2fI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XZm6_GdMfII/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560576171172878834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;e de repente quem perdeu, pode ganhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2584921018417586044?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/2584921018417586044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-coisas-mudam-de-lugar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2584921018417586044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2584921018417586044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-coisas-mudam-de-lugar.html' title='-    As coisas mudam de lugar...'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsikQVC2fI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XZm6_GdMfII/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2326366150585499149</id><published>2011-01-10T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T07:07:30.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavras'/><title type='text'>Sou careta,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsd_WR5LeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uVVPZskz1fg/s1600/menina%2Btriste%2Bedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsd_WR5LeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uVVPZskz1fg/s320/menina%2Btriste%2Bedit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560571139068603874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;costumo fazer exatamente o contrário do que a maioria das meninas da minha idade fazem. Não me preocupo com roupas, não tenho sorriso paralisado de miss, acenos frenéticos &lt;i&gt;a la político&lt;/i&gt; em plena época de campanha, ou manifestações efusivas do tipo. Não me importo em passar gloss, pintar as unhas de rosa, usar salto agulha 15, tomar sol todo fim de semana, rebolar pra descer do ônibus, usar todas as táticas pra ter o cabelo liso e sem frizz, tentar aparecer mais que todo mundo, ser popular, ter um namorado riquinho, mentir pra ser bem recebida, entre outros. Sou diferente. Vida social e festas, são coisas típicas que adolescentes normais adoram, e que eu não. Mas, sinceramente, prefiro ser assim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2326366150585499149?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/2326366150585499149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sou-careta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2326366150585499149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2326366150585499149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/sou-careta.html' title='Sou careta,'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsd_WR5LeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/uVVPZskz1fg/s72-c/menina%2Btriste%2Bedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-2130664026316037473</id><published>2011-01-10T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T05:15:49.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>O Poder de um Sorriso (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsGHTSaqfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/BA-Ya72ygM4/s1600/crianca-rindo-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsGHTSaqfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/BA-Ya72ygM4/s320/crianca-rindo-22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560544887425378802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;U SMILE, I SMILE (8)' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(68, 89, 97); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Um sorriso não custa nada, mas cria muitas coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Dura só um momento, mas sua lembrança perdura pela vida a fora.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode comprá-lo, mendigá-lo, pedi-lo emprestado ou roubá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Não tem utilidade enquanto não é dado.&lt;br /&gt;E por isso se no seu caminho encontrares uma pessoa&lt;br /&gt;por demais cansado para lhe dar um sorriso, deixa-lhe o seu,&lt;br /&gt;pois ninguém precisa tanto de um sorriso quanto&lt;br /&gt;aquele que não tem mais um a oferecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;Seu sorriso será tão precioso para esta pessoa&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que no momento que ela receber ela sentirar a magia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;da felicidade incendiar o seu viver, e ela de gratidão&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;lhe retornarar um belo e meigo sorriso.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-2130664026316037473?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/2130664026316037473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-poder-de-um-sorriso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2130664026316037473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/2130664026316037473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-poder-de-um-sorriso.html' title='O Poder de um Sorriso (:'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSsGHTSaqfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/BA-Ya72ygM4/s72-c/crianca-rindo-22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-1710885498858684600</id><published>2011-01-09T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T16:08:34.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>--&gt; Instruções para toda Vida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpNjjiNoJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/11bxpATdeh8/s1600/Amigas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpNjjiNoJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/11bxpATdeh8/s320/Amigas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560341963171799186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Dê mais às pessoas do que elas esperam, e faça com alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Decore seu poema favorito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Não acredite em tudo o que você ouve, gaste tudo o que você tem e durma tanto quanto você queira. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Quando disser "Eu te amo" seja verdadeiro. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Quando disser "Sinto muito" olhe as pessoas nos olhos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Fique noivo pelo menos seis meses antes de se casar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Acredite em amor à primeira vista. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Nunca ria dos sonhos de outras pessoas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Ame profundamente e com paixão. Você pode se machucar, mas é a única forma de viver a vida completamente. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Em desentendimento, brigue de forma justa. Não use palavrões. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Não julgue as pessoas pelos seus parentes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Fale devagar, mas pense com rapidez.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Quando alguém perguntar algo que você não quer responder, sorria e pergunte "Por que você quer saber?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Lembre-se de que grandes amores e grandes conquistas envolvem riscos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Ligue para sua mãe ou ore por ela. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Diga "Saúde" quando alguém espirrar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Quando você se der conta de que cometeu um erro, tome as atitudes necessárias. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Quando você perder, não perca a lição. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Lembre-se dos três R: respeito por si próprio, respeito ao próximo e responsabilidade pelas ações. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Não deixe uma pequena disputa ferir uma grande amizade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Sorria ao atender ao telefone. A pessoa que estiver chamando ouvirá isso em sua voz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Case com alguém com quem você goste de conversar. Ao envelhecerem, suas aptidões de conversação serão tão importantes quanto qualquer outra. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Passe mais tempo sozinho. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Abra seus braços para as mudanças, mas não abra mão de seus valores. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Lembre-se de que o silêncio, às vezes, é a melhor resposta. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leia mais livros e assista menos TV. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Viva uma vida boa e honrada. Assim, quando você ficar mais velho e olhar para trás, poderá aproveitá-la mais uma vez. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Confie em Deus, mas tranque o carro. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Uma atmosfera de amor em sua casa é muito importante. Faça tudo o que puder para criar um lar tranqüilo e com harmonia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Em desentendimentos com entes queridos, enfoque a situação atual. Não fale do passado. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Leia o que está nas entrelinhas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Reparta seu conhecimento. É uma forma de alcançar a imortalidade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Seja gentil com o planeta. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Reze ou Ore. Há um poder incomensurável nisso. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Nunca interrompa enquanto estiver sendo elogiado. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Cuide de sua própria vida. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Lembre-se de que seu caráter é seu destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-1710885498858684600?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/1710885498858684600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/instrucoes-para-toda-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1710885498858684600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/1710885498858684600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/instrucoes-para-toda-vida.html' title='--&gt; Instruções para toda Vida.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpNjjiNoJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/11bxpATdeh8/s72-c/Amigas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1005472859614961493.post-4400254122426518202</id><published>2011-01-09T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T15:54:21.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lições'/><title type='text'>Recomeço.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpKY9izznI/AAAAAAAAALs/P6n3AyDWOjA/s1600/paty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpKY9izznI/AAAAAAAAALs/P6n3AyDWOjA/s400/paty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560338482640178802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eterna Amiga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;"Se sua vida for de &lt;i&gt;amor, ame&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sua vida for de &lt;i&gt;tristeza, esqueça&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sua vida for de &lt;i&gt;ilusão, acorde.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sua vida for de &lt;i&gt;guerra, lute&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Se sua vida for de&lt;i&gt; fe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;licidade, faça alguém feliz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Mas se sua felicidade depender&lt;i&gt; de amor&lt;/i&gt; considere-se feliz.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque &lt;i&gt;eu te amo&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;33"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Dedico esse post para uma das minhas melhores amigas, &lt;i&gt;Danielle Pinho&lt;/i&gt; S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1005472859614961493-4400254122426518202?l=slrocha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/feeds/4400254122426518202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/recomeco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4400254122426518202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1005472859614961493/posts/default/4400254122426518202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slrocha.blogspot.com/2011/01/recomeco.html' title='Recomeço.'/><author><name>Blog da Samara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00545329170841470202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpS4Xxi2wI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kVBXD_bbGdo/S220/SAM_1648.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx8ayRAHeHk/TSpKY9izznI/AAAAAAAAALs/P6n3AyDWOjA/s72-c/paty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
