<?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-984496573534648171</id><updated>2011-10-27T22:24:11.854-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A nova da Malu !</title><subtitle type='html'>Lá vem ela com mais essa ..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Malú</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03564598646033902306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1L3P1QJaUQ/TguuxfternI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2sO5frfavaA/s220/gata2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984496573534648171.post-1133859941025477677</id><published>2011-09-04T11:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:51:15.538-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumir !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Todos nós temos algo de louco&amp;nbsp; ! O modo de agir, de nos relacionar com as pessoas, nossas neuroses, nossos distúrbios, uma loucura de leve é até bem gostosa. Apimenta o dia a dia, mas em excesso só causa dor de cabeça e aborrecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A Maria Luíza que conheço às vezes é muito louca com suas inquietudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Às vezes para nos encontrar devemos desaparecer, e essa vontade de desaparecer nada mais é do que a vontade de ser encontrada !&lt;/u&gt; E eu vivo nesse conflito do sumir e aparecer! Do querer e não querer! De querer ceder as minhas vontades, mas não posso realizar todos os desejos e agir sempre como eu queria! &lt;br /&gt;Uma amiga já me disse uma vez: “ Malu as vezes é preciso uma mentirinha boa, não precisa de falar tudo que você pensa sempre, excesso de franqueza pode ser defeito. ” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;E eu aprendi a duras penas que é desse maneira que ela me disse. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Estou aprendendo, e assim espero dias melhores que estão por vir !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984496573534648171-1133859941025477677?l=novamalu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/feeds/1133859941025477677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/09/sumir.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/1133859941025477677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/1133859941025477677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/09/sumir.html' title='Sumir !'/><author><name>Malú</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03564598646033902306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1L3P1QJaUQ/TguuxfternI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2sO5frfavaA/s220/gata2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984496573534648171.post-3477842827933833814</id><published>2011-07-12T22:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T22:25:41.028-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É preciso...</title><content type='html'>Meu dia de hoje se resume assim, ouvindo essa música eu senti que é preciso falar, sempre, sempre , sempre.......&lt;br /&gt;Eu não existo simplesmente , eu vivo, e vivo muitooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong class="editable_area" style="height: 15px;"&gt;É Preciso (a Próxima Parada)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/jota-quest/" id="info_url_artist"&gt;Jota Quest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area" itemprop="description"&gt;" É preciso falar dos amigos&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;É preciso falar de estar vivo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E do que nos espera depois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar de carinho&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar de calor&lt;br /&gt;E ouvir sua voz na batida&lt;br /&gt;Contando segredos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar da saudade&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar da paixão&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar de ser livre&lt;br /&gt;E querer segurar sua mão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso brindar o destino&lt;br /&gt;É preciso gritar começou&lt;br /&gt;Se jogar nessa dança na vida&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Impossível não falar de amor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar&lt;br /&gt;A verdade&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cada vida tem a sua estrada&lt;br /&gt;Acredite no poder das palavras&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diga assim, essa noite vem&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o sol nos levar amor&lt;br /&gt;Deixe os planos, a próxima parada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar&lt;br /&gt;É preciso falar, hey, hey&amp;nbsp; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/95KOketMFls/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/95KOketMFls&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/95KOketMFls&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984496573534648171-3477842827933833814?l=novamalu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/feeds/3477842827933833814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/07/se-resume-nisso-meu-hoje.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/3477842827933833814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/3477842827933833814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/07/se-resume-nisso-meu-hoje.html' title='É preciso...'/><author><name>Malú</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03564598646033902306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1L3P1QJaUQ/TguuxfternI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2sO5frfavaA/s220/gata2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984496573534648171.post-7738478026672945351</id><published>2011-07-06T19:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:59:00.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela sabe como ela mexe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ela é decente com uma indêcencia peculiar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;não é otária, esperta sem pecar por vaidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;maliciosa, às vezes vacila é&amp;nbsp;por excesso !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela sabe como ela consegue, dançando conforme a música !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Desacata chegando no meio da roda de samba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;De tanto que procura ela encontra sim, persiste sem cansar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Saí quase que fantasiada, armada, chega a ser pecado olhar pra ela assim !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma luz que vem do céu, de um jeito que só ela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984496573534648171-7738478026672945351?l=novamalu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/feeds/7738478026672945351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/07/ela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/7738478026672945351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/7738478026672945351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/07/ela.html' title='Ela...'/><author><name>Malú</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03564598646033902306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1L3P1QJaUQ/TguuxfternI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2sO5frfavaA/s220/gata2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984496573534648171.post-3068273887867670462</id><published>2011-07-01T11:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T11:20:36.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Confiar e aguardar com fé !</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quase arrancando os cabelos,&amp;nbsp;vivendo na tensão! Faltando um minuto no segundo tempo do jogo&amp;nbsp;e eu correndo de encontro com o gol, exatamente nele, olhando pra ele, querendo ele demais nesse momento!&lt;br /&gt;Tem alguma coisa no mundo mais gostosa do que a vitória? Do que perceber que você conseguiu o que queria? Tem um gosto único, excepcional, totalmente peculiar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E eu estou muito afim de sentir esse gostinho, é o que eu mais quero, por saber que me empenhei, me dediquei para esse resultado! A vida não é nada fácil portanto tive que me acostumar com isso, e ter a coragem de enfrentar meus medos, é um desafio que é necessário vencer a cada dificuldade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Deus está do meu lado, pra eu poder confiar, aguardar e saber que Ele quer só o melhor pra minha vida ! Para Deus nada é impossível ! Vou confiar e aguardar com fé !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/wJA3e4T3SBk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wJA3e4T3SBk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wJA3e4T3SBk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;" Senhor me faça forte pra poder continuar&lt;br /&gt;A luta é minha vida não me deixe fraquejar&lt;br /&gt;Me guie onde eu for, me livre do perigo&lt;br /&gt;Do meu caminho afaste o inimigo ( ... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;Sem terror eu sou protegido por Deus&lt;br /&gt;Se ele é por mim quem será contra os seus&lt;br /&gt;Deus me faça forte a todo instante&lt;br /&gt;Pra que eu possa ir mais adiante ( ... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;Me dê equilíbrio na dificuldade&lt;br /&gt;Me dê ânimo na adversidade ( ... ) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: PT;"&gt;(Me faça forte – Dexter )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&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/984496573534648171-3068273887867670462?l=novamalu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/feeds/3068273887867670462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/07/confiar-e-aguardar-com-fe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/3068273887867670462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/3068273887867670462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/07/confiar-e-aguardar-com-fe.html' title='Confiar e aguardar com fé !'/><author><name>Malú</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03564598646033902306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1L3P1QJaUQ/TguuxfternI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2sO5frfavaA/s220/gata2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984496573534648171.post-3939262526884856325</id><published>2011-06-14T14:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T14:17:38.960-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Acho que encontrei ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;É tão difícil conquistar e tão fácil perder que nem percebemos como e quando exatamente isso acontece de fato. Mas acontece em alguma brecha, alguma falha, algum deslize minímo ; e pode ser tão natural para nós que nem percebemos, e quase sempre é assim que ocorre !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E depois já não existe mais, já passou e você deixou escapar sem ver, esqueceu a porta ou a janela aberta e o que você tinha ali em cena simplesmente some do seu campo de visão em um instante. E agora ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;O agora que você desejava não existe, o agora é o nada e já foi , já partiu sem se despedir. Não tem mais jeito, perdeu esse jogo. Pelo menos no primeiro momento você se sente assim : " perdi essa. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Mais tarde, com o tempo você pode dizer : " me livrei daquela roubada, realmente perdi, perdi foi meu tempo persistindo nisso."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E nessa hora você nota que mudou o sentimento dentro de você, e você cresceu! No tumulto da vida você constroí e&amp;nbsp;educa o seu caráter, você cresce! Hoje você não tem só&amp;nbsp;1,55 de altura, você sabe que na verdade é muito maior do que isso ! Que as pessoas podem te enxergar assim quando olham pra você, podem te julgar e até acharem que te conhecem.&amp;nbsp;Mas na verdade elas só conhecem isso, &amp;nbsp;1,55 de altura, elas não conhecem realmente quem você é. Às vezes para nos encontrar devemos desaparecer, e essa vontade de desaparecer nada mais é do que uma vontade de ser encontrada. Ser encontrada por você, dentro de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"&amp;nbsp; O tempo é quem vai dizer, a vida quem quis assim, não sou capaz de entender . &lt;u&gt;Saí de cena&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;não dá pra mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;eu vou voar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;melhor assim&lt;/u&gt; . " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/G9P0KRSsTeI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G9P0KRSsTeI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G9P0KRSsTeI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984496573534648171-3939262526884856325?l=novamalu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/feeds/3939262526884856325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/06/acho-que-encontrei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/3939262526884856325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/3939262526884856325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/06/acho-que-encontrei.html' title='Acho que encontrei ...'/><author><name>Malú</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03564598646033902306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1L3P1QJaUQ/TguuxfternI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2sO5frfavaA/s220/gata2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984496573534648171.post-8348954463334926248</id><published>2011-06-10T11:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T11:52:06.742-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Acordou ne Aliceee ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Eu não falo palavrão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 9.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Eu não falo gíria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Eu não digo&amp;nbsp;" coisas feias",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;mas dependendo do &lt;u&gt;acontecimento&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;a dor no peito é tão forte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;que consegue despertar um lado que nunca existiu em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Nem tudo que eu gosto, e &lt;u&gt;nem tudo que eu quero tem que ser meu&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #365f91; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Às vezes tenho a certeza que &lt;u&gt;o&amp;nbsp;quero nao me faz bem&lt;/u&gt;, não me&lt;u&gt; serve&lt;/u&gt;, então &lt;u&gt;é bem melhor ficar sem&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje quando acordei vi que o meu sentimento mudou, não sinto mais aquela paixão, admiração e todos essas maravilhas que um amor nos causa! Já sinto que foi quase perda de tempo, uma perda de tempo gostosa enquanto durou, foi bom sim mas já foi! Eu não sou do tipo de mulher que serve pra tampar buracos sabe, esse papel não me cabe! Acho que na verdade quem perdeu nem foi eu, foi você que não valorizou alguém que estava ao seu lado de corpo inteiro! Mas é assim mesmo! Algumas pessoas são tão falsas e sem caráter que não conseguem percebem a enorme falha que comentem e&amp;nbsp;diante disso&amp;nbsp;se sentem a última coca-cola no deserto&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou mais confortada hoje as 11:31 horas da manhã , já não me sinto como antes !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É&amp;nbsp;muito, muito cômico perceber como nosso coração muda, como o sentimento muda assim ! Parece que acordamos , saímos do País das Maravilhas e percebemos que nem tudo são flores, que na verdade raramente vamos encontrar só flores no nosso caminho !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como diria um grande amigo : ACORDOUU NE ALICEEE !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Poís é, acho que a Alice acordou e resolveu sair do Páis das Maravilhas e voltar pra realidade a qual ela pertence! Uma realidade muita mais intensa e maravilhosa do que naquele país que ela fez uma breve visita !&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/984496573534648171-8348954463334926248?l=novamalu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/feeds/8348954463334926248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/06/acordou-ne-aliceee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/8348954463334926248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/984496573534648171/posts/default/8348954463334926248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://novamalu.blogspot.com/2011/06/acordou-ne-aliceee.html' title='Acordou ne Aliceee ?!'/><author><name>Malú</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03564598646033902306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1L3P1QJaUQ/TguuxfternI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2sO5frfavaA/s220/gata2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
