<?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-7779469512485818242</id><updated>2011-10-17T11:11:38.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedaços de Mim...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-5039561973332350031</id><published>2011-05-19T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:22:45.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"As coisas acontecem na hora certa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente quando devem acontecer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentos felizes, louve a Deus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentos difíceis, busque a Deus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentos silenciosos, adore a Deus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-5039561973332350031?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/5039561973332350031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-coisas-acontecem-na-hora-certa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5039561973332350031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5039561973332350031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-coisas-acontecem-na-hora-certa.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-3126287941064060790</id><published>2011-03-26T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:06:29.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma gostosa sobremesa... Crepe de Chocolate com Morango... Hum Delícia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U1sU0hErDxQ/TY4MuOfUoCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/HLhu1PcSQMk/s1600/crepe_morango_chocolate_8-g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U1sU0hErDxQ/TY4MuOfUoCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/HLhu1PcSQMk/s320/crepe_morango_chocolate_8-g.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Massa para Crepe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;1 xícara de chá de farinha de trigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;1 xícara (chá) e um quarto de leite&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;1 ovo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;10 gotinhas de essência de baunilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Uma pitadinha de sal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Modo de Preparo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;misture todos os ingredientes no liquidificador e bata durante trinta segundos, numa frigideira (já aquecida) anti aderente coloque um pouco de óleo para a massa se soltar facilmente, espere uns quinze segundos e vire a massa e abaixe o fogo, ainda no fogo, recheie o crepe com os ingredientes de sua preferência. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Pode ser recheado também com chocolate derretido em banho maria e morangos fatiados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-3126287941064060790?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/3126287941064060790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-gostosa-sobremesa-crepe-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/3126287941064060790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/3126287941064060790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-gostosa-sobremesa-crepe-de.html' title='Uma gostosa sobremesa... Crepe de Chocolate com Morango... 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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/k1wMlw8nPuU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1wMlw8nPuU&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/k1wMlw8nPuU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that when you look at me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's so much that you just don't see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna run to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't ya hold me in your arms and keep me safe from harm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna run to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But if I come to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me will you stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or will you run away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Run away, no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need you here I need you here to wipe away my tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To kiss away my fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No if you only knew how much I wanna run to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya know I wanna run to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't ya hold me in your arms and keep me safe from harm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna run to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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Comecei a ser amiga de mim mesma"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7779469512485818242-4392979568952710527?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/4392979568952710527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/perguntas-me-qual-foi-o-meu-progresso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/4392979568952710527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/4392979568952710527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/perguntas-me-qual-foi-o-meu-progresso.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-367412756300833801</id><published>2011-03-25T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T13:33:57.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Um coração honesto é um reino em si mesmo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lucius Annaeus Seneca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-367412756300833801?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/367412756300833801/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-coracao-honesto-e-um-reino-em-si.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/367412756300833801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/367412756300833801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-coracao-honesto-e-um-reino-em-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-5337001091914003979</id><published>2011-03-23T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:46:04.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é o amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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/eQXl5cANEZs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQXl5cANEZs&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/eQXl5cANEZs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que é o amor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se perguntar o que é o amor pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei responder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei explicar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas sei que o amor nasceu dentro de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fez renascer, me fez despertar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me disseram uma vez que o danado do amor pode ser fatal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dor sem ter remédio pra curar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me disseram tambem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o amor faz o bem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que vence o mal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até hoje ninguem conseguiu definir o que é o amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando a gente ama, brilha mais que o sol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É muita luz, é emoção&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando a gente ama, é o clarão do luar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que vem abençoar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O nosso amor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-5337001091914003979?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/5337001091914003979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-que-e-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5337001091914003979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5337001091914003979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-que-e-o-amor.html' title='O que é o amor...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-1197345656035605749</id><published>2011-03-23T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T08:23:03.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AI COMO É BOM DORMIR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3wF6evb4eO4/TYoQEg0AvpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Sm24h3tIT2A/s1600/pessoa-dormindo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3wF6evb4eO4/TYoQEg0AvpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Sm24h3tIT2A/s1600/pessoa-dormindo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DORMIR FAZ BEM A PELE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Boas noites de sono são essenciais para manter-se bonita. A qualidade do sono tem tudo a ver com a aparência. Ao desrespeitar o tempo que o organismo precisa para se recompor, as alterações fisiológicas acontecem. A pele pode ficar esbranquiçada ou opaca, seca e sem vida, ou produzir oleosidade fora do normal. Olheiras e vincos aparecem. O cabelo perde a força e o brilho e as unhas quebram com mais facilidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Então o segredo para manter-se bonita e saudável é DORMIR bem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-1197345656035605749?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/1197345656035605749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/ai-como-e-bom-dormir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1197345656035605749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1197345656035605749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/ai-como-e-bom-dormir.html' title='AI COMO É BOM DORMIR...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3wF6evb4eO4/TYoQEg0AvpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Sm24h3tIT2A/s72-c/pessoa-dormindo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-6713297539387601813</id><published>2011-03-23T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:55:10.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVRE PARA AMAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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/qqN8jcbkcPU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqN8jcbkcPU&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/qqN8jcbkcPU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Com teu amor senhor vem surpreênder-me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;com teu olhar Jesus vem conquistar-me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;e te amarei sem medidas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;te adorarei sempre mais e mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Com tua voz senhor rasga meu coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;se vem romper minha surdez então seduzir-me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;arrastar-me a ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;despojar-me para sempre, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Jesus... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Vem com teu AMOR, vem com teu PODER, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;vem em mim vencer,pois NÃO quero mais LUTAR contra ti, Quero perder, perder para Ganhar,pobre me entregar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;pois só preso a ti eu serei livre para amar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Eu sou teu, tu és meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;vem e toma o teu lugar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;eu sou teu, tu és meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;vem e toma o teu lugar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Vem com teu amor, vem com teu poder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Vem em mim VENCER, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;pois não quero mais lutar contra ti, quero perder, perder para ganhar,pobre me entregar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pois só preso a ti eu serei LIVRE para AMAR...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7779469512485818242-6713297539387601813?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/6713297539387601813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/livre-para-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/6713297539387601813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/6713297539387601813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/livre-para-amar.html' title='LIVRE PARA AMAR!!'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-4122939346475478633</id><published>2011-03-23T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:46:51.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEU AMOR ME SUSTENTARÁ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem mais do que eu mesmo me conheces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu sabes dos segredos do meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu sabes de minhas dores, de meus planos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me conheces como a palma de Tua mão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esteja eu no mais profundo abismo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na terra mais distante ou no imenso mar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esteja eu no vale tenebroso ou em Teus átrios a Te louvar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(REFRÃO)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O teu amor me sustentará, a Tua graça não me faltará&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como um selo gravado em meu coração,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tua vontade em mim se cumprirá&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O teu amor me sustentará, a Tua graça me bastará&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atravessarei os desertos, subirei as montanhas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se preciso for, pra Te seguir, Senhor... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-4122939346475478633?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/4122939346475478633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/teu-amor-me-sustentara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/4122939346475478633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/4122939346475478633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/teu-amor-me-sustentara.html' title='TEU AMOR ME SUSTENTARÁ...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-5948008827028056438</id><published>2011-03-10T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:18:21.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aniversário mais especial do mundo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yprpVOBhWf4/TXk_0brx-zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W02dDNw5Qjs/s1600/baloes.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yprpVOBhWf4/TXk_0brx-zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W02dDNw5Qjs/s1600/baloes.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje é o niver da minha RAINHA, mãe te amo, feliz aniversário!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-5948008827028056438?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/5948008827028056438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/aniversario-mais-especial-do-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5948008827028056438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5948008827028056438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/aniversario-mais-especial-do-mundo.html' title='Aniversário mais especial do mundo....'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yprpVOBhWf4/TXk_0brx-zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/W02dDNw5Qjs/s72-c/baloes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-281166976969713293</id><published>2011-03-09T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T13:55:00.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy... Tranquilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/ojufaWqFnEU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ojufaWqFnEU&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/ojufaWqFnEU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Know it sounds funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;But, I just can't stand the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Girl, I'm leaving you tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Seems to me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;You know I've done all I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;You see I begged, stole and I borrowed! (yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ooh, that's why I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm easy like Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;That's why I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm easy like Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Why in the world would anybody put chains on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I've paid my dues to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Everybody wants me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What they want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm not happy when I try to fake it! no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ooh, that's why I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm easy like Sunday morning, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;That's why I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm easy like Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I wanna be high, so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I wanna be free to know the things I do are right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I wanna be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Just me! Whoa, oh! Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;That's why I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm easy like Sunday morning, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;That's why I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm easy like Sunday morning, whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;'Cause I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Easy like Sunday morning, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;'Cause I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Easy like Sunday morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Tranquilo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sei que parece engraçado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Mas, eu simplesmente não consigo suportar a dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Menina, eu estou te deixando amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Me parece, menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Você sabe que eu fiz tudo que podia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Você vê, eu implorei, roubei e pedi emprestado! (é)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ooh, é por isso que eu sou tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu sou tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;É por isso que eu sou tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu sou tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Por que é que alguém colocaria correntes em mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu paguei minhas dívidas para ter sucesso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Todo mundo quer que eu seja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O que eles querem que eu seja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu não sou feliz quando tento fingir! não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ooh, é por isso que eu sou tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu sou tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;É por isso que eu sou tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu sou tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu quero ficar no alto, tão alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu quero ser livre para saber que as coisas que eu faço são corretas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu quero ser livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Só eu! Whoa, oh! Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;É por isso que eu sou tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu sou tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;É por isso que eu sou tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu sou tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo, whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Porque eu sou tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Porque eu sou fácil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Tranquilo como uma manhã de domingo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-281166976969713293?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/281166976969713293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/easy-tranquilo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/281166976969713293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/281166976969713293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/easy-tranquilo.html' title='Easy... 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Fica uma perguntinha no ar: "Alguem se identifica?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; 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://0.gvt0.com/vi/s6Xfq8PB0Wg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6Xfq8PB0Wg&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/s6Xfq8PB0Wg&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/7779469512485818242-1460745619548560535?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/1460745619548560535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-precisa-mudar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1460745619548560535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1460745619548560535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-precisa-mudar.html' title='Não Precisa Mudar..'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-1417834776576529492</id><published>2011-03-03T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T05:50:43.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carol Carolina...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Hoje é o aniversário , minha irmã, minha prima, minha amiga, enfim, da minha bret Ana Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Flor, que Deus&amp;nbsp;te abençõe, te guie, e te&amp;nbsp;ilumine, te proteja, te de mais trabalho, amores, e muita saúde pra correr atras dos seus sonhos... Ah sem contar que vai comemorar o niver em grande estilo... aproveita. Te Amo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1Pbw5yMS_ec/TW-buYPwveI/AAAAAAAAAOw/9VYpGLOWc8w/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1Pbw5yMS_ec/TW-buYPwveI/AAAAAAAAAOw/9VYpGLOWc8w/s320/untitled.bmp" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-1417834776576529492?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/1417834776576529492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/carol-carolina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1417834776576529492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1417834776576529492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/carol-carolina.html' title='Carol Carolina...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1Pbw5yMS_ec/TW-buYPwveI/AAAAAAAAAOw/9VYpGLOWc8w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-3166684372194033793</id><published>2011-03-02T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T17:36:10.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuida de Mim senhor, cuida da sua Filha Joana Darck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Amém!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-7642595189752799364?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/7642595189752799364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/oracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7642595189752799364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7642595189752799364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/oracao.html' title='Oração...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-2871012533947481715</id><published>2011-03-01T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T07:01:17.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando acaba... Arnaldo Jabor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Sempre acho que namoro, casamento, romance, tem começo, meio e fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jzoIsIOicz4/TW0JoxM8QSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4BDF_BSpz6U/s1600/coracao_cionem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jzoIsIOicz4/TW0JoxM8QSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4BDF_BSpz6U/s320/coracao_cionem.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: georgia; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Como tudo na vida. Detesto quando escuto aquela conversa:&lt;br /&gt;“-Ah, terminei o namoro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #a64d79;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;-Nossa, estavam juntos há tanto tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #a64d79;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;-Cinco anos... Que pena... Acabou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #a64d79;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;-é... Não deu certo... “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro que deu!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: &amp;quot;; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Deu certo durante cinco anos, só que acabou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o bom da vida, é que você pode ter vários amores.&lt;br /&gt;Não acredito em pessoas que se complementam. Acredito em pessoas que se somam.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes você não consegue nem dar cem por cento de você para você mesmo, como cobrar cem por cento do outro?&lt;br /&gt;E não temos essa coisa completa.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ela é fiel, mas é devagar na cama.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ele é carinhoso, mas não é fiel.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ele é atencioso, mas não é trabalhador.&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ela é muito bonita, mas não é sensível.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo junto, não vamos encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Perceba qual o aspecto mais importante para você e invista nele.&lt;br /&gt;Pele é um bicho traiçoeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você tem pele com alguém, pode ser o papai com mamãe mais básico que é uma delícia.&lt;br /&gt;E às vezes você tem aquele sexo acrobata, mas que não te impressiona...&lt;br /&gt;Acho  que o beijo é importante... E se o beijo bate... Se joga... Se não  bate... Mais um Martini, por favor... E vá dar uma volta.&lt;br /&gt;Se ele ou ela não te quer mais, não force a barra.&lt;br /&gt;O outro tem o direito de não te querer.&lt;br /&gt;Não brigue, não ligue, não dê pití.&lt;br /&gt;Se a pessoa ta com dúvidas, problema dela, cabe a você esperar.... ou não.&lt;br /&gt;Existe gente que precisa da ausência para querer a presença.&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano não é absoluto. Ele titubeia, tem dúvidas e medos, mas se a pessoa REALMENTE gostar, ela volta.&lt;br /&gt;Nada de drama.&lt;br /&gt;Que graça tem alguém do seu lado sob pressão?&lt;br /&gt;O legal é alguém que está com você, só por você.&lt;br /&gt;E vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;Não fique com alguém por pena.&lt;br /&gt;Ou por medo da solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Nascemos sós. Morremos sós. Nosso pensamento é nosso, não é compartilhado.&lt;br /&gt;E quando você acorda, a primeira impressão é sempre sua, seu olhar, seu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que pula de um romance para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;Que medo é este de se ver só, na sua própria companhia?&lt;br /&gt;Gostar dói.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes você vai sentir raiva, ciúmes, ódio, frustração...&lt;br /&gt;Faz parte. Você convive com outro ser, um outro mundo, um outro universo.&lt;br /&gt;E nem sempre as coisas são como você gostaria que fosse....&lt;br /&gt;A pior coisa é gente que tem medo de se envolver.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém vier com este papo, corra, afinal você não é terapeuta.&lt;br /&gt;Se não quer se envolver, namore uma planta. É mais previsível.&lt;br /&gt;Na vida e no amor, não temos garantias.&lt;br /&gt;Nem toda pessoa que te convida para sair é para casar.&lt;br /&gt;Nem todo beijo é para romancear.&lt;br /&gt;E nem todo sexo bom é para descartar... Ou se apaixonar... Ou se culpar...&lt;br /&gt;Enfim... Quem disse que ser adulto é fácil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-2871012533947481715?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/2871012533947481715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-acaba-arnaldo-jabor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/2871012533947481715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/2871012533947481715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/quando-acaba-arnaldo-jabor.html' title='Quando acaba... Arnaldo Jabor.'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jzoIsIOicz4/TW0JoxM8QSI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4BDF_BSpz6U/s72-c/coracao_cionem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-8020363433193280402</id><published>2011-03-01T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T06:53:53.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sabe um dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LwVzssmy5fM/TW0IE21IdEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aEoxkdX-WDQ/s1600/por-do-sol-na-praia-0f0e7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LwVzssmy5fM/TW0IE21IdEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aEoxkdX-WDQ/s320/por-do-sol-na-praia-0f0e7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Quem Sabe um Dia...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quem sabe um dia, Quem sabe um seremos Quem sabe um viveremos Quem sabe um morreremos!&amp;nbsp; Quem é que, Quem é macho Quem é fêmea Quem é humano, apenas!&amp;nbsp; Sabe amar Sabe de mim e de si Sabe de nós Sabe ser um!&amp;nbsp; Um dia Um mês Um ano Um(a) vida!&amp;nbsp; Sentir primeiro, pensar depois Perdoar primeiro, julgar depois Amar primeiro, educar depois Esquecer primeiro, aprender depois&amp;nbsp; Libertar primeiro, ensinar depois Alimentar primeiro, cantar depois&amp;nbsp; Possuir primeiro, contemplar depois Agir primeiro, julgar depois&amp;nbsp; Navegar primeiro, aportar depois Viver primeiro, morrer depois.&amp;nbsp; (Mario Quintana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-8020363433193280402?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/8020363433193280402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/quem-sabe-um-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8020363433193280402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8020363433193280402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/quem-sabe-um-dia.html' title='Quem sabe um dia...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LwVzssmy5fM/TW0IE21IdEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aEoxkdX-WDQ/s72-c/por-do-sol-na-praia-0f0e7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-1955848418405970190</id><published>2011-03-01T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T06:47:48.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Não sei amar pela metade"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-geBDLmBxpRw/TW0HBHDoxiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vCV-55u9HBI/s1600/produto_Foto1_322746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-geBDLmBxpRw/TW0HBHDoxiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vCV-55u9HBI/s320/produto_Foto1_322746.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"Não sei amar pela metade. Não sei  viver de mentira. Não sei voar de pés no chão. Sou sempre eu mesma, mas  com certeza não serei a mesma para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;(Clarice Lispector).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-1955848418405970190?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/1955848418405970190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-sei-amar-pela-metade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1955848418405970190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1955848418405970190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-sei-amar-pela-metade.html' title='&quot;Não sei amar pela metade&quot;'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-geBDLmBxpRw/TW0HBHDoxiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vCV-55u9HBI/s72-c/produto_Foto1_322746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-4935634182150727190</id><published>2011-03-01T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T06:40:08.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mensagem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4kcs-DDkYyw/TW0FB0RaduI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Qc6klCIiORg/s1600/sorvete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4kcs-DDkYyw/TW0FB0RaduI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Qc6klCIiORg/s320/sorvete.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u style="color: #666666;"&gt;DUAS BOLAS, POR FAVOR - por Danuza Leão&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Não há nada que me deixe mais frustrada do que pedir sorvete de  sobremesa,contar os minutos até ele chegar e aí ver o garçom colocar na  minha frente uma bolinha minúscula do meu sorvete preferido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Uma só. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Quanto mais sofisticado o restaurante, menor a porção da sobremesa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Aí a vontade que dá é de passar numa loja de conveniência,  comprar um litro de sorvete bem cremoso e saborear em casa com direito a  repetir quantas vezes a gente quiser, sem pensar em calorias, boas  maneiras ou moderação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         O sorvete é só um exemplo do que tem sido nosso cotidiano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         A vida anda cheia de meias porções, de prazeres meia-boca, de aventuras pela metade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         A gente sai pra jantar, mas come pouco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Vai à festa de casamento, mas resiste aos bombons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         conquista a chamada liberdade sexual, mas tem que fingir que é  difícil (a imensa maioria das mulheres continua com pavor de ser  rotulada de 'fácil'). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Adora tomar um banho demorado, mas se contém pra não desperdiçar os recursos do planeta./ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Tem vontade de ficar em casa vendo um dvd, esparramada no sofá, mas se obriga a ir malhar./ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         E por aí vai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Tantos deveres, tanta preocupação em 'acertar', tanto empenho em passar na vida sem pegar recuperação... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Aí a vida vai ficando sem tempero, politicamente correta e  existencialmente sem-graça, enquanto a gente vai ficando  melancolicamente sem tesão... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Às vezes dá vontade de fazer tudo “errado”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Deixar de lado a régua, o compasso, a bússola, a balança e os 10 mandamentos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Ser ridícula, inadequada, incoerente e não estar nem aí pro que dizem e o que pensam a nosso respeito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Recusar prazeres incompletos e meias porções. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Nós, que não aspiramos à santidade e estamos aqui de passagem,  podemos (devemos?) desejar várias bolas de sorvete, bombons de muitos  sabores, vários beijos bem dados, a água batendo sem pressa no corpo, o  coração saciado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Um dia a gente cria juízo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Um dia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Não tem que ser agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;         &lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Por isso, garçom, por favor, me traga: cinco bolas de sorvete de chocolate... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;         Depois a gente vê como é que faz pra consertar o estrago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-4935634182150727190?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/4935634182150727190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/mensagem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/4935634182150727190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/4935634182150727190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/mensagem.html' title='Mensagem...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4kcs-DDkYyw/TW0FB0RaduI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Qc6klCIiORg/s72-c/sorvete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-1784469961161428213</id><published>2011-03-01T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T06:26:58.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renascer.... Venha fazer parte dessa festa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wbLMbxtbD0E/TW0A-ipYGpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YLka7Px7e2E/s1600/Renascer-Reviver-2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wbLMbxtbD0E/TW0A-ipYGpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YLka7Px7e2E/s320/Renascer-Reviver-2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Renascer 2011: Deus é a felicidade&lt;/h1&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="Texto"&gt;&lt;img align="right" alt="Renascer 2011" height="212" hspace="5" src="http://www.comshalom.org/destaques/2010/renascer2011.jpg" vspace="5" width="300" /&gt;O maior encontro de carnaval de Fortaleza já tem seus trabalhos de preparação a pleno vapor. O tema discernido para este ano é &lt;b&gt;“Deus é a felicidade”,&lt;/b&gt; o local do encontro, em Fortaleza, será no Ginásio de esportes Paulo Sarasate. &lt;br /&gt;O   hotsite do evento já está no ar e um   livro escrito por &lt;b&gt;Emmir Nogueira&lt;/b&gt;  também será lançado. Título e   tema ainda não foram divulgados pelas  Edições Shalom, mas adiantou   tratar-se de um trabalho primoroso e que  já se encontra em estado   avançado de edição e acabamento.&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;b&gt;Renascer&lt;/b&gt; completa neste ano a marca das 25 edições  ininterruptas o que só   comprova a credibilidade dada pelo público ao  evento que tem   transformado muitas vidas a cada realização.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-1784469961161428213?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/1784469961161428213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/renascer-venha-fazer-parte-dessa-festa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1784469961161428213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1784469961161428213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/renascer-venha-fazer-parte-dessa-festa.html' title='Renascer.... Venha fazer parte dessa festa!'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wbLMbxtbD0E/TW0A-ipYGpI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YLka7Px7e2E/s72-c/Renascer-Reviver-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-8082324217433907394</id><published>2011-03-01T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T06:14:53.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Receita Cupcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vPNYkHREWOI/TWz91Hkbc0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/2Hyjn1qhhUI/s1600/cupcake-creme-morango.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vPNYkHREWOI/TWz91Hkbc0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/2Hyjn1qhhUI/s1600/cupcake-creme-morango.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cupcake com Cobertura de Morango, hum... Delicía!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;500g de morangos&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 xícara de açúcar&lt;br /&gt;300g de manteiga amolecida&lt;br /&gt;3 ovos&lt;br /&gt;2 xícaras de farinha de trigo&lt;br /&gt;1 xícara de leite&lt;br /&gt;10 gotas de extrato de baunilha&lt;br /&gt;1 colher de sobremesa de fermento em pó&lt;br /&gt;1 colher de café de bicarbonato de sódio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredientes para a cobertura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1 xícara de claras&lt;br /&gt;450g de açúcar&lt;br /&gt;450g de manteiga sem sal amolecida&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para preparar a forma de cupcake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Óleo spray&lt;br /&gt;Farinha de trigo&lt;br /&gt;Se preferir: forminha para cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Modo de fazer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sugestão: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ligue o forno em 180&lt;sup&gt;o&lt;/sup&gt;C (temperatura média) para ir aquecendo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img align="right" alt="forminhas na fôrma de cupcakes" height="88" src="http://www.muitogostoso.com.br/images/stories/PROCEDIMENTOS/colocando-forminhas-cupcakes.jpg" width="110" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare a fôrma:&lt;/strong&gt;  Unte uma fôrma especial para cupcakes com óleo spray ou comum e jogue  um pouco de farinha de trigo espalhando por toda a superfície e  laterais. Bata a fôrma com as mãos para soltar o excesso de farinha e  jogue este excesso fora. Se preferir pode usar forminhas de papel  especiais para cupcake (elas tem o fundo maior) dentro da forma de metal  ou silicone. Facilita para desenformar e lavar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DICA:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Polvilhe um pouco de farinha de trigo sobre as forminhas de papel para soltarem dos bolinhos mais facilmente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eqi-ewep_Uw/TWz_BLiILZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1akFcZk3vcY/s1600/amassando-morangos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eqi-ewep_Uw/TWz_BLiILZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1akFcZk3vcY/s1600/amassando-morangos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare os morangos:&lt;/strong&gt;  Separe 12 morangos bonitos para decoração e deixe com os cabinhos,  retire os cabinhos do resto e lave todos muito bem. Reserve os morangos  para a decoração. Em uma tigela, com o auxílio de um garfo amasse os  outros morangos um a um. Ao final vai se obter uma polpa com pedaços e  caldo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare a massa:&lt;/strong&gt;  Bata na batedeira, em velocidade média, a manteiga com o açúcar até  ficar cremoso, depois acrescente os ovos um a um sempre batendo. Junte o  extrato de baunilha e bata mais um pouco. Depois acrescente  alternadamente o leite e a farinha de trigo e bata até que fique bem  homogênio. Para evitar que pequena bolinhas fiquem inteiras, peneire  juntos o fermento em pó e o bicarbonato de sódio com um coador pequeno  sobre a massa batendo. Por último, desligue a batedeira, e com uma  colher, junte metade dos morangos amassados.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asse os cupcakes:&lt;/strong&gt;  Encha a fôrma previamente untada ou as forminhas de papel um pouco  acima da metade. Tome cuidado para não encher demais, pois os cupcakes  irão crescer quando assar. Ponha no fôrno já pré-aquecido até dourar. O  tempo para assar é de +/- 15 a 20 minutos dependendo do fôrno. Depois de  prontos, espere esfriar um pouco para desenformá-los. Se assá-los nas  forminhas de papel, basta apenas retirá-los. Espere os bolinhos  esfriarem para colocar a cobertura por cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DICAS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Verifique se os cupcakes estão bem assados com um palito. Espete-o no  meio do bolinho, se sair limpo está pronto, se ainda tiver algum  vestígio de massa crua, deixe assar por mais alguns minutos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evite  ficar abrindo o fôrno enquanto os cupcakes estão assando. Isso pode  solá-los, ou seja, não crescem direito e ficam com a massa pesada e  baixa. Portanto evite abrir o fôrno antes de 10 minutos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare a cobertura:&lt;/strong&gt;  Em uma panela pequena aqueça as claras com o açúcar até o açúcar se  derreter, depois vire na batedeira e bata até a mistura esfriar e ficar  fofa. Depois que esfriar completamente coloque a manteiga sem sal  amolecida alternadamente com a outra metade dos morangos amassados. Bata  até conseguir uma consistência bem macia e fofa.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decore os cupcakes:&lt;/strong&gt;  Depois de frios espalhe uma porção do creme de morangos sobre cada  bolinho com uma colher ou com o saco de confeiteiro para dar um efeito  mais bonito. Acabe de decorar com um moranguinho por cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Depois é só se deliciar...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/7779469512485818242-8082324217433907394?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/8082324217433907394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/receita-cupcake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8082324217433907394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8082324217433907394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/03/receita-cupcake.html' title='Receita Cupcake'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vPNYkHREWOI/TWz91Hkbc0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/2Hyjn1qhhUI/s72-c/cupcake-creme-morango.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-2293906180951297957</id><published>2011-02-28T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T18:27:22.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Rosas Não Falam..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois bem sei que não queres voltar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para mim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queixo-me às rosas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas que bobagem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As rosas não falam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simplesmente as rosas exalam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O perfume que roubam de ti, ai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devias vir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para ver os meus olhos tristonhos&lt;br /&gt;E, quem sabe, sonhavas meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Por fim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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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/hchILKAZLSI/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hchILKAZLSI&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/hchILKAZLSI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-3960783943529165917</id><published>2011-02-09T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T18:12:55.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos nos Permitir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TT8scQCaNSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/J19xylF5V-I/s1600/03_07_2008_0516353001215077615_michael_kellenter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 306px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 321px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TT8scQCaNSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/J19xylF5V-I/s320/03_07_2008_0516353001215077615_michael_kellenter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uma vez no dia, no mês, no ano... vamos nos permitir... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que esta frase tem sua razão.&lt;br /&gt;São tantas coisas que rondam nosso pensamento, tantos preconceitos, tantas coisas que queremos dizer a alguém, tantas coisas que não queremos dizer...enfim... Vamos nos permitir! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos permitir não ser tão prefeitos...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos permitir SONHAR, sonhar com o impossivel, com algo maluco, romântico, sonhar, sonhar, sonhar!&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos permitir curtir um dia. Acordar bem tarde, faltar um dia de trabalho ou de escola, apenas pelo prazer de dormir um pouco mais. Depois, tomar um café da manhã, ver um filme, almoçar não sei que horas... Enfim, vamos curtir a vida com o que realmente gostamos, seja dormir, ver filme, ficar jogado em casa, nem que seja apenas um dia qualquer. Vamos nos permitir, acima de tudo gostar de quem somos.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos permitir enlouquecer o mundo, vamos brincar na chuva, vamos gargalhar... enfim..fazer tudo sem se preocupar com o que os outros vão pensar, o que os outros vão dizer... Vamos nos permitir curtir a vida!&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos permitir acreditar que o mundo ainda tem jeito. Que nem todo político é corrupto, que em algum lugar do mundo a saúde funciona que é uma beleza, há pessoas com empregos bons e dignos, há gente alimentando-se bem, há pesoas livres de guerra. Vamos pensar que existam essas coisas, que não são utópicas! Vamos nos permitir dizer bem forte e em bom tom... EU TE AMOOO , fazer loucuras de amor, pedir perdão quando sabemos que erramos, deixar o orgulho de lado. Amar..amar..amar...Vamos nos permitir não julgar os outros pelas aperências, pelos defeitos e gostos. Ninguém é 100% alegre, simpatico e feliz. Todos temos altos e baixos, aquele dia de mau humor, de chatice... Todos temos defeitos e qualidades! Então.. não ao julgamento precipitado, vamos nos conhecer melhor! Vamos VIVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-3960783943529165917?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/3960783943529165917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/02/vamos-nos-permitir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/3960783943529165917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/3960783943529165917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/02/vamos-nos-permitir.html' title='Vamos nos 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-7249698310550051433</id><published>2011-02-09T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:00:56.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loucos e Santos...</title><content type='html'>"Escolho meus amigos não pela pele ou outro arquétipo qualquer, mas pela pupila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ter brilho questionador e tonalidade inquietante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mim não interessam os bons de espírito nem os maus de hábitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico com aqueles que fazem de mim louco e santo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deles não quero resposta, quero meu avesso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me tragam dúvidas e angústias e agüentem o que há de pior em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para isso, só sendo louco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero os santos, para que não duvidem das diferenças e peçam perdão pelas injustiças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escolho meus amigos pela alma lavada e pela cara exposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero só o ombro e o colo, quero também sua maior alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigo que não ri junto, não sabe sofrer junto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos são todos assim: metade bobeira, metade seriedade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero risos previsíveis, nem choros piedosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero amigos sérios, daqueles que fazem da realidade sua fonte de aprendizagem, mas lutam para que a fantasia não desapareça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero amigos adultos nem chatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero-os metade infância e outra metade velhice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crianças, para que não esqueçam o valor do vento no rosto; e velhos, para que nunca tenham pressa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho amigos para saber quem eu sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois os vendo loucos e santos, bobos e sérios, crianças e velhos, nunca me esquecerei de que "normalidade" é uma ilusão imbecil e estéril."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-7249698310550051433?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/7249698310550051433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/02/loucos-e-santos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7249698310550051433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7249698310550051433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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achar que a vida é um martírio e que só "sofrendo" seremos felizes um dia...&lt;br /&gt;Deus nos criou para a felicidade, e nós &lt;br /&gt;acabamos encontrando o sofrimento por &lt;br /&gt;procurá-la nos lugares errados...&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade está em cada um de nós, tudo o que precisamos para encontrá-la é aprender a nos conhecer melhor, buscando escutar nossas intuições, respeitando nossas limitações; aceitando-nos como somos e, principalmente, aprendendo a amar incondicionalmente - a nós e ao nosso semelhante.&lt;br /&gt;Como fazer tudo isto???&lt;br /&gt;Inspirando-nos em Jesus....&lt;br /&gt;Ele nos ensinou a vivenciar o amor e todas as virtudes que derivam dele.Pensemos nisto e sejamos felizes agora!!!!&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hoje é a melhor oportunidade que temos para sermos felizes, mãos à obra!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-1634742781582517095</id><published>2011-01-19T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T05:40:09.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insegurança...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo sabendo do amor de Deus por mim, mesmo sabendo que ele tem uma proposito para a minha vida, me sinto insegura, com um medo de não conseguir, com uma falta de crédito em mim, pois tenho medo de decepcionar a Deus novamente, de que eu o entristeça com a minha falta de coragem, com a minha falta de força de vontade de lutar por mim mesma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje com essa chuva, olhando pela janela, pensando, me senti triste por ter medo, mas, me senti feliz pq sei que Deus é paciênte, pq ELE é um amigo fiel, e vive permanentemente do nosso lado, mesmo que muitas vezes não nos demos conta disso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada meu Deus, pq mesmo que eu não consiga acreditar em mim, mesmo que eu não consiga confiar em mim, o SENHOR nunca deixará de confiar e acreditar que eu serei uma pessoa melhor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-1634742781582517095?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/1634742781582517095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/01/inseguranca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1634742781582517095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/1634742781582517095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/01/inseguranca.html' title='Insegurança...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-2710003154514894907</id><published>2011-01-18T08:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:55:09.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-2710003154514894907?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/2710003154514894907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/01/amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/2710003154514894907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/2710003154514894907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/01/amigos.html' title='Amigos'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-7721876041093127851</id><published>2011-01-12T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:56:36.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah coração...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TS3A5l8G-_I/AAAAAAAAALo/ad2JJifJh6U/s1600/coracao-partido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TS3A5l8G-_I/AAAAAAAAALo/ad2JJifJh6U/s1600/coracao-partido.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 8.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;arrego muita coisa no meu coração, muitas feridas na minha alma, na minha castidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e fico me punindo, me culpando por isso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;mas Deus ah de livrar minha vida de tanta culpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ah de livrar minha alma de tanta mazela do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;qro ser livre de verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;livre pra sorrir por fora e por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e no momento isso não esta acontecendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sorrio por fora, mas por dentro a amargura, a culpa, o medo me consome, a vergonha de ser como sou, de não ter força de vontade para mudar, de continuar parada no tempo questionando o que Deus quer pra minha vida, se nem eu sei o que eu quero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Em um mundo rodeado de pessoas, eu me sinto sozinha, meu coração se preenche com um vazia, com uma solidão inesplicável, com uma falta de amor próprio, com uma falta de sentimento por mim mesma, me achando um nada, quando posso ser tudo que eu quiser se eu tivesse força. Preciso começar a ouvir dentro de mim uma voz q esta abafada pelo meu medo de tentar, pelo meu medo de me entregar, de mudar, de começar a enxergar um mundo novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TS26-bGcfDI/AAAAAAAAALk/fdRAzgOkMK0/s1600/coracao_partido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 244px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 321px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-7721876041093127851?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/7721876041093127851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/01/ah-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7721876041093127851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7721876041093127851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2011/01/ah-coracao.html' title='Ah coração...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TS3A5l8G-_I/AAAAAAAAALo/ad2JJifJh6U/s72-c/coracao-partido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-7505980220458899410</id><published>2010-07-15T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:47:57.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minhas irmãs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9lQhKy9pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/dK2p6g0qnbk/s1600/OgAAAIwKIvvW2nnF7eHU2QKa7qXxutYWShLKtc1Bvqn2Ig2OINXXHKAqxAD5D1fk4ZnHws9ss7tVit9QutZ8MJ4X4QgAm1T1UCQNmfVBeqbdxVMDSLZ6Rs9XkzX1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Haaaaaaaaaja coração!!! Não posso falar só de uma, tenho que falar das 3  irmãs (Aline, Livia e Lia)! Na verdade, não sei nem por onde  começar... Foram tantas coisas que já vivemos que daria um Best-seller  record de vendas... A verdade é que não sei o que eu seria hj se não  fossem vcs... meninas divertidas (até demais), educadas (menos quando  acordam, só Alinezinha), companheiras de toda uma vida... amizade que se  perpetua ... No filme da  minha vida vcs estão sem dúvida em todas as cenas... de alegrias,  vitórias, mudanças, derrotas, tristezas... sempre lá dispostas a  ajudarem em tudo, e como ajudaram e ajudam. Em poucas palavras, minha  vida sem vocês seria um filme mudo em preto e branco! AMO DEMAIS...  PEDAÇOS DE MIM! &lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9lQhKy9pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/dK2p6g0qnbk/s320/OgAAAIwKIvvW2nnF7eHU2QKa7qXxutYWShLKtc1Bvqn2Ig2OINXXHKAqxAD5D1fk4ZnHws9ss7tVit9QutZ8MJ4X4QgAm1T1UCQNmfVBeqbdxVMDSLZ6Rs9XkzX1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-7505980220458899410?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/7505980220458899410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/minhas-irmas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7505980220458899410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7505980220458899410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/minhas-irmas.html' title='Minhas irmãs...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9lQhKy9pI/AAAAAAAAAK4/dK2p6g0qnbk/s72-c/OgAAAIwKIvvW2nnF7eHU2QKa7qXxutYWShLKtc1Bvqn2Ig2OINXXHKAqxAD5D1fk4ZnHws9ss7tVit9QutZ8MJ4X4QgAm1T1UCQNmfVBeqbdxVMDSLZ6Rs9XkzX1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-2502834577476238353</id><published>2010-07-15T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:21:11.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bendito Serás em minha vida SEMPRE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9fcxy0awI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_s4O38UQmZI/s1600/Deus-te-quer-sorrindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9fcxy0awI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_s4O38UQmZI/s320/Deus-te-quer-sorrindo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #cccccc; color: blue;"&gt;Não este não pode ser teu fim&lt;br /&gt;Não é o que Deus sonhou pra ti&lt;br /&gt;Não podes aceitar&lt;br /&gt;Ve tua família se acabar&lt;br /&gt;Tua esperança se apagar&lt;br /&gt;Tua fé esmorecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que é difícil crer que sim&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo em volta diz que não&lt;br /&gt;E angustia te faz esquecer&lt;br /&gt;De tudo o que Deus prometeu&lt;br /&gt;E sobre a tua vida estão&lt;br /&gt;As mesmas bençãos de Abraão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendita será tua casa&lt;br /&gt;Benditos serão teus filhos&lt;br /&gt;E Deus engrandecerá teu nome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-2502834577476238353?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/2502834577476238353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/bendito-seras-em-minha-vida-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/2502834577476238353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/2502834577476238353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/bendito-seras-em-minha-vida-sempre.html' title='Bendito Serás em minha vida SEMPRE!'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9fcxy0awI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_s4O38UQmZI/s72-c/Deus-te-quer-sorrindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-3603919918515135976</id><published>2010-07-15T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:17:40.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9cqNQR2xI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QscJ73zF0Y0/s1600/OgAAAHio_5bIsjCvjZIwfpAePuRQETpuqNmeY35zUkbYWGVB3aThtZ7o5hF6E1-_dB1v03Z8tPjMu4zNOY3C0ukH9iwAm1T1UABKwY_75mBLCMHWCmVvBnTjYg3n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9cqNQR2xI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QscJ73zF0Y0/s200/OgAAAHio_5bIsjCvjZIwfpAePuRQETpuqNmeY35zUkbYWGVB3aThtZ7o5hF6E1-_dB1v03Z8tPjMu4zNOY3C0ukH9iwAm1T1UABKwY_75mBLCMHWCmVvBnTjYg3n.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somos um barco no meio da chuca, um edificío no meio do mundo, fortes e unidos como a imensidão...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obg aos dois pela paciência rsrsrs! &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/7779469512485818242-3603919918515135976?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/3603919918515135976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/somos-um-barco-nom-meio-da-chuca-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/3603919918515135976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/3603919918515135976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/somos-um-barco-nom-meio-da-chuca-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9cqNQR2xI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QscJ73zF0Y0/s72-c/OgAAAHio_5bIsjCvjZIwfpAePuRQETpuqNmeY35zUkbYWGVB3aThtZ7o5hF6E1-_dB1v03Z8tPjMu4zNOY3C0ukH9iwAm1T1UABKwY_75mBLCMHWCmVvBnTjYg3n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-7949044475490200120</id><published>2010-07-15T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:58:49.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9aMYsAysI/AAAAAAAAAKg/31bCZGElv7s/s1600/OgAAANUuFIvQ0oWYSCe4CCbzCO-gv9mZ53OKNgZwmvN9Ea2mCRH-txrdgjzEWFtDUGQ-y0nH1GUxQGZgbwYgsseAcnAAm1T1UCFHZHVGVt6ZMtT6V2IZF7LikYQt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9aMYsAysI/AAAAAAAAAKg/31bCZGElv7s/s320/OgAAANUuFIvQ0oWYSCe4CCbzCO-gv9mZ53OKNgZwmvN9Ea2mCRH-txrdgjzEWFtDUGQ-y0nH1GUxQGZgbwYgsseAcnAAm1T1UCFHZHVGVt6ZMtT6V2IZF7LikYQt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Mainha... quando nasci ao abrir os olhos descobri que você era meu  mundo, que vive durante nove meses aconchegada dentro de você, e sendo  amada com um amor incondicional e inexplicável...Quando começei a dar os  primeiros passos, a balbuciar as primeiras palavras queria e precisava  urgente declarar meu amor por você... quando cheguei aquela fase da  adolescencia enxerguei em você minha melhor amiga...E hoje quando me  tornei mulher vi que ao ter meus filhos quero ser a metade da mãe  maravilhosa, amorosa, caridosa, generosa que você é para mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te  amo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-7949044475490200120?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/7949044475490200120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/minha-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7949044475490200120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7949044475490200120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/minha-vida.html' title='Minha vida...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9aMYsAysI/AAAAAAAAAKg/31bCZGElv7s/s72-c/OgAAANUuFIvQ0oWYSCe4CCbzCO-gv9mZ53OKNgZwmvN9Ea2mCRH-txrdgjzEWFtDUGQ-y0nH1GUxQGZgbwYgsseAcnAAm1T1UCFHZHVGVt6ZMtT6V2IZF7LikYQt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-9063115220019368781</id><published>2010-07-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:53:53.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Únicas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9Y_8jB0LI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6BSXr12siX0/s1600/P7070003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9Y_8jB0LI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6BSXr12siX0/s200/P7070003.JPG" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr0"&gt;Cada pessoa que passa em nossa vida, passa sozinha, é  porque cada pessoa é única e nenhuma substitui a outra! Cada pessoa que  passa em nossa vida passa sozinha e não nos deixa só porque deixa um  pouco de si e leva um pouquinho de nós. Essa é a mais bela  responsabilidade da vida e a prova de que as pessoas não se encontram  por acaso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Charles_Chaplin/"&gt;Charles  Chaplin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-9063115220019368781?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/9063115220019368781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/unicas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/9063115220019368781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/9063115220019368781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/unicas.html' title='Únicas...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9Y_8jB0LI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6BSXr12siX0/s72-c/P7070003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-5405217624208489405</id><published>2010-07-15T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:45:48.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canção do dia de sempre...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9XOH_DmII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SPCQGX_S9V4/s1600/OgAAAMnjTB68G56JXA46_yISEmy9a8dDbA8sVIa9LCadhcKEqa235j9eWhhfzQDoUHoz9TpK-iLM5hShq1rCFLp_Yp8Am1T1UMler4ERY7_-gNadATJewHVVpxAK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9XOH_DmII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SPCQGX_S9V4/s320/OgAAAMnjTB68G56JXA46_yISEmy9a8dDbA8sVIa9LCadhcKEqa235j9eWhhfzQDoUHoz9TpK-iLM5hShq1rCFLp_Yp8Am1T1UMler4ERY7_-gNadATJewHVVpxAK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tão bom viver dia a dia...&lt;br /&gt;A vida assim, jamais cansa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver tão só de momentos&lt;br /&gt;Como estas nuvens no céu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E só ganhar, toda a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Inexperiência... esperança...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a rosa louca dos ventos&lt;br /&gt;Presa à copa do chapéu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca dês um nome a um rio:&lt;br /&gt;Sempre é outro rio a passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada jamais continua,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo vai recomeçar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sem nenhuma lembrança&lt;br /&gt;Das outras vezes perdidas,&lt;br /&gt;Atiro a rosa do sonho&lt;br /&gt;Nas tuas mãos distraídas... &lt;span class="aut"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Mario_Quintana/"&gt;Mário  Quintana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-5405217624208489405?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/5405217624208489405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/cancao-do-dia-de-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5405217624208489405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/5405217624208489405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/cancao-do-dia-de-sempre.html' title='Canção do dia de sempre...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9XOH_DmII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SPCQGX_S9V4/s72-c/OgAAAMnjTB68G56JXA46_yISEmy9a8dDbA8sVIa9LCadhcKEqa235j9eWhhfzQDoUHoz9TpK-iLM5hShq1rCFLp_Yp8Am1T1UMler4ERY7_-gNadATJewHVVpxAK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-8350861679395284969</id><published>2010-07-15T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:36:24.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cor do Mar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9UOxeSpJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bEKanTEZASY/s1600/020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9UOxeSpJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bEKanTEZASY/s1600/020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9UOxeSpJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bEKanTEZASY/s320/020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu sei como tirar&lt;br /&gt;Do seu olhar essa neblina&lt;br /&gt;Que tenta me esconder&lt;br /&gt;E eu tão perto de você...&lt;br /&gt;E até me aventurar&lt;br /&gt;A navegar sua retina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem olhar toda a tarde serenar&lt;br /&gt;Cor de mar&lt;br /&gt;Cor de loucura, cordilheiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tinta do prazer&lt;br /&gt;Pode escrever a nossa estória&lt;br /&gt;Depois é só deixar&lt;br /&gt;O que há em nós cristalizar&lt;br /&gt;As horas com você&lt;br /&gt;Irão tecer dias de glória&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem olhar toda a tarde serenar&lt;br /&gt;Cor de mar&lt;br /&gt;A nossa história não vai passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desce a noite, traz seu manto&lt;br /&gt;Quero, espero e canto&lt;br /&gt;Você pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Não tem drama, não tem jeito&lt;br /&gt;Vê como é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Você pra mim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779469512485818242-8350861679395284969?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/8350861679395284969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/cor-do-mar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8350861679395284969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8350861679395284969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/cor-do-mar.html' title='Cor do Mar...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TD9UOxeSpJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bEKanTEZASY/s72-c/020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-7418566229936019819</id><published>2010-07-13T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:22:27.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eben-Ezer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O grupo de oraçao Eben-ezer foi formado a  partir do  seminário de vida no espírito santo realizado através do  Projeto  Juventude da Comunidade Católica Shalom em 27/03/2009. Mais que  um  grupo de oraçao somos uma família!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pastora: Luciana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nucleo: Joelma/Flávio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos amigos do Eben-Ezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TDyEpUOWK6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n21snDb11SY/s1600/ebenezer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TDyEpUOWK6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n21snDb11SY/s320/ebenezer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...Então tomou Samuel uma pedra, e a pôs entre  Mizpá e  Sem, e chamou-lhe EBEN-EZER; e disse: Até aqui nos ajudou o  SENHOR.Assim  os filisteus foram abatidos, e nunca mais vieram aos  termos de Israel,  porquanto foi a mão do SENHOR contra os filisteus  todos os dias de  Samuel.E as cidades que os filisteus tinham tomado a  Israel foram-lhe  restituídas, desde Ecrom até Gate, e até os seus  termos Israel arrebatou  da mão dos filisteus; e houve paz entre Israel e  entre os amorreus.E  Samuel julgou a Israel todos os dias da sua vida.E  ia de ano em ano, e  rodeava a Betel, e a Gilgal, e a Mizpá, e julgava a  Israel em todos  aqueles lugares.Porém voltava a Ramá, porque estava  ali a sua casa, e  ali julgava a Israel; e edificou ali um altar ao  SENHOR."&lt;/b&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/7779469512485818242-7418566229936019819?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/7418566229936019819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/eben-ezer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7418566229936019819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/7418566229936019819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/eben-ezer.html' title='Eben-Ezer!'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gIpe9FZ7F14/TDyEpUOWK6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n21snDb11SY/s72-c/ebenezer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779469512485818242.post-8351240816219481110</id><published>2010-07-13T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T08:27:01.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavra dos Anjos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="HOTWordsTxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4fb0aa;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Quando  algo não está bem resolvido n'alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; não há o que cobrar ou quem  culpar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Não há por que paralisar algo ou se empedrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Uns dias  você irá acordar de manhã com as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; luzes e emoções do último arrebol  latejando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; em seu magoado peito&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bc4247;"&gt;Outras vezes a madrugada será profunda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;sem o brilho dos  &lt;a borderbottom="solid" cursor="hand" href="http://sitedepoesias.com/poesias/44214#" onclick="'hwClick(" oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseout="'hideMaybe(this," onmouseover="'hwShow(event," style="border-bottom: 1px dotted; text-decoration: underline;" textdecoration="underline"&gt;astros&lt;/a&gt;, só o manto da &lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poluição  combinando com o teu coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bc4247;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #92736d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;escondendo o celeste azul marinho.&lt;br /&gt;Mas  chegará o dia em que a neblina em teu&lt;br /&gt;espírito passará, e a luz da  manhã&lt;br /&gt;arrebentará em fachos de paixão pelo novo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;pela &lt;a borderbottom="solid" cursor="hand" href="http://sitedepoesias.com/poesias/44214#" onclick="'hwClick(" oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseout="'hideMaybe(this," onmouseover="'hwShow(event," style="border-bottom: 1px dotted; text-decoration: underline;" textdecoration="underline"&gt;vida&lt;/a&gt;, pelo outro todo do seu &lt;a borderbottom="solid" cursor="hand" href="http://sitedepoesias.com/poesias/44214#" onclick="'hwClick(" oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseout="'hideMaybe(this," onmouseover="'hwShow(event," style="border-bottom: 1px dotted; text-decoration: underline;" textdecoration="underline"&gt;mundo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será o anjo  matutino a soprar em seu ouvido:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;taghw&gt;"Levante-se, você tem muito  para &lt;a borderbottom="solid" cursor="hand" href="http://sitedepoesias.com/poesias/44214#" onclick="'hwClick(" oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseout="'hideMaybe(this," onmouseover="'hwShow(event," style="border-bottom: 1px dotted; text-decoration: underline;" textdecoration="underline"&gt;viver&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/taghw&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixe o  sorriso renascer, carpe diem"!&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/7779469512485818242-8351240816219481110?l=diariodojb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/feeds/8351240816219481110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/palavra-dos-anjos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8351240816219481110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779469512485818242/posts/default/8351240816219481110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diariodojb.blogspot.com/2010/07/palavra-dos-anjos.html' title='Palavra dos Anjos...'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18193193481590110004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdXBS222M78/TYo08sEcK0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/HhyXj2GG_7Q/s220/44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
