<?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-7625377395982271357</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:10:35.383-07:00</updated><category term='verão'/><title type='text'>PODERIA SER EU...</title><subtitle type='html'>momentos vividos, mas aqui vivos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-33516657696541372</id><published>2009-08-31T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:54:45.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bem guardado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SpwIQektrGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dCcZU6M0n0U/s1600-h/CaixaPandora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SpwIQektrGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dCcZU6M0n0U/s320/CaixaPandora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376181134351510626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ainda bem que temos a capacidade de aprender e se renovar a cada dia.&lt;br /&gt;E cada pessoa que vai entrando na vida da gente, vai conhecendo alguém mais maduro, talvez até melhor do que éramos até certo tempo atrás.&lt;br /&gt;Penso assim depois de algumas mudanças radicais.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não só porque aconteceu comigo, mas vejo que acontece com outras pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;São coisas do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acho que foi a hora certa, a hora, o dia o momento exato em que cada indivíduo passou a fazer parte da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Penso muito no primeiro dia do ano de 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Eu guardava uma caixinha.&lt;br /&gt;Essa caixinha estava guardada com tudo de especial que eu tinha.&lt;br /&gt;A cada dia da minha vida, eu guardava mais alguma coisa lá.&lt;br /&gt;Essa caixa estava guardada no sótão, bem empoeirada, esperando alguém especial para que eu pudesse compartilhá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas vezes eu cheguei a tirá-la do local seguro para compartilhá-la, mas depois via que esse alguém não era exatamente quem eu esperava.&lt;br /&gt;Nessa espera, eu a deixei no maleiro do meu guarda-roupas, porque afinal, meu alguém poderia aparecer de surpresa, né?&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tempos guardada , minha caixinha foi ficando empoeirada e cheia de mofo, até que resolvi que a deixaria por algum tempo na sótao mesmo, já que não pretendia mais usa-la tão cedo.&lt;br /&gt;Continuei conservando o que eu tinha de mais especial nela, mas já sem muito ânimo.&lt;br /&gt;Até que um dia aconteceu o inesperado: o alguém apareceu.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a caixinha já estava emperrada  de tanta poeira! Eu fui pega de surpresa no primeiro dia do ano!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tive que fazer uma faxina, e como o conteúdo dela é muito extenso, essa tal faxina foi trabalhosa. Algumas coisas foram restauradas, outras atualizadas e outras renovadas.&lt;br /&gt;O bom é que no final, ela ficou ótima, como eu queria que fosse.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que não é perfeita, mas foi a caixa que guardei com o melhor que tenho.&lt;br /&gt;Pro meu amor, guardei a minha vida e com ela, minhas experiências.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que goste da caixinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A caixinha tem música também!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpnoEdHKib0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpnoEdHKib0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-33516657696541372?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/33516657696541372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=33516657696541372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/33516657696541372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/33516657696541372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2009/08/bem-guardado.html' title='Bem guardado'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SpwIQektrGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dCcZU6M0n0U/s72-c/CaixaPandora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-7123992246824774681</id><published>2009-05-15T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:45:26.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E agora, José?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/Sg5DziLl6HI/AAAAAAAAANo/5R5jmlCu_3o/s1600-h/Imagem150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/Sg5DziLl6HI/AAAAAAAAANo/5R5jmlCu_3o/s320/Imagem150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336277161108433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoje, no auge do desepero, falei com minha mãe sobre meus problemas acadêmicos. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;E aconteceu a coisa mais linda que poderia acontecer. Ela simplesmente me cantou uma música no telefone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foi a musica perfeita para o momento, tornando-o também perfeito.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O impressionante é que ela tá pegando essa minha mania mesmo à distancia. Nós estamos ligadas de verdade. Hj eu realmente acredito no sentido de mãe, de mulher.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voltas ao meu problema eu pensei: a pior parte foi conseguir entrar na porra do mestrado. Depois disso, posso superar qualquer dificuldade. Eu sempre soube disso, mas precisava de alguém que me dissesse, e na minha língua.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obrigada, mãe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só você mesmo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ATÉ O FIM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;(Engenheiros do Hawaii)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Não vim até aqui pra desistir agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entendo você se você quiser ir embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vai ser a primeira vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas últimas 24 horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Mas eu não vim até aqui pra desistir agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas raízes estão no ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha casa é qualquer lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se depender de mim eu vou até o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voando sem instrumentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao sabor do vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se depender de mim eu vou até o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não vim até aqui pra desistir agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entendo você se você quiser ir embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Não vai ser a primeira vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas últimas 24 horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; A ilha não se curva noite a dentro vida a fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a vida, o dia inteiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Não seria exagero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se depender de mim eu vou até o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada célula, todo fio de cabelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falando assim parece exagero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se depender de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou até o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-7123992246824774681?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/7123992246824774681/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=7123992246824774681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7123992246824774681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7123992246824774681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-agora-jose.html' title='E agora, José?'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/Sg5DziLl6HI/AAAAAAAAANo/5R5jmlCu_3o/s72-c/Imagem150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-2437214547672767252</id><published>2009-05-08T00:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:44:17.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensando nos doidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SgPiwpDHAGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Wp_Xn_s7tfY/s1600-h/seapost.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SgPiwpDHAGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Wp_Xn_s7tfY/s320/seapost.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333355709017292898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dias passam..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A cada dia eu descubro que tem mais gente doida perto de mim.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sinceramente, eu achava que era só impressão minha, mas qt mais o tempo vai passando, maior a proporção de gente doida que vai aparecendo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu nao sei se tem alguma ligação com o lugar, os locais q eu frequento, ou mesmo a idade. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O fato é: tá aparecendo mais doidos na minha vida, principalmente e em numeros gigantescos!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Essa história de se preocupar com gripe suína? Que nada! Balela! Fique de olho nos doidos!!!!!!&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/7625377395982271357-2437214547672767252?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/2437214547672767252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=2437214547672767252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/2437214547672767252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/2437214547672767252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2009/05/pensando-nos-doidos.html' title='Pensando nos doidos'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SgPiwpDHAGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Wp_Xn_s7tfY/s72-c/seapost.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-4450996669080504072</id><published>2009-05-08T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:30:21.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barulho no silêncio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SgPe462j-8I/AAAAAAAAANI/v3FpW1ZjNVg/s1600-h/OgAAAFB0-_zoX3P0YQg57uyMwO0Ygtsh3AZb-J4WeT1SMzEQilgDScEqlV7c-tzAYRe-SBwU14lS1yMeBm2LoqFDh9cAm1T1UPfhjYQjM0WpBwMTIEdJV1FI70m0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SgPe462j-8I/AAAAAAAAANI/v3FpW1ZjNVg/s320/OgAAAFB0-_zoX3P0YQg57uyMwO0Ygtsh3AZb-J4WeT1SMzEQilgDScEqlV7c-tzAYRe-SBwU14lS1yMeBm2LoqFDh9cAm1T1UPfhjYQjM0WpBwMTIEdJV1FI70m0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333351453188946882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Depois de tanta viagem, será que tá na hora de parar? Não posso. Talvez até queira. Mas seria triste e frustrante demais. Mas e a tristeza de agora? Só sei que os meus sonhos não são grandes demais pro meu tamanho. Então posso continuar sonhando em alcançar todas as coisas (por enquanto.) E não posso fugir do que me espera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Outro Lado&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Não é a mesma coisa sem você aqui em cima&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Não consigo achar meu rumo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; A sua ausência é o que alimenta esse medo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Hálito quente, e todos esses roubos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Você não sabe o que é sentir-se como eu sinto aqui dentro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Todos os campos de cavalos negros, me ajudando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Se divertir não é a mesma coisa sem você, aqui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Começamos a odiar a regra de ouro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Pareço não conseguir unir os pontos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; A luz da manhã não mostra que você está perto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Você não sabe como é sangrar daqui de dentro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; O mundo obscurecido vira branco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;ão vai a lugar algum...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; oooh hoo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Não consigo pensar da mesma forma sem você, querido..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Faço os outros fugirem e esconderem-se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; As ruas de Fortaleza parecem ficar piores&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Todo esse barulho dentro do silêncio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Não posso aguentar, o peso que você carrega&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; O meu corpo esta quebrando-se rapidamente, por favor me segure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Você não sabe como é estar aqui dentro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Melodias passageiras, elas não podem combater minhas necessidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Não sou o mesmo sem você aqui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Como posso fugir para estar la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Sentar e olhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Olhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Pedindo por uma oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-4450996669080504072?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/4450996669080504072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=4450996669080504072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4450996669080504072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4450996669080504072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2009/05/barulho-no-silencio.html' title='Barulho no silêncio...'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SgPe462j-8I/AAAAAAAAANI/v3FpW1ZjNVg/s72-c/OgAAAFB0-_zoX3P0YQg57uyMwO0Ygtsh3AZb-J4WeT1SMzEQilgDScEqlV7c-tzAYRe-SBwU14lS1yMeBm2LoqFDh9cAm1T1UPfhjYQjM0WpBwMTIEdJV1FI70m0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-6332417093565392713</id><published>2009-03-16T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:04:23.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Lá vamos novamente ao ponto de partida. Parece ser novamente e parece ser um ponto de partida. Mas o que está acontecendo agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Tudo tem um preço. Mas será que o resultado vai ser exatamente como você quer? Como vc imagina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Nunca poderá ser dito o suficiente sobre isso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Sei que agora só existe dor e a única que pode contorná-la é a esperança. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Várias partes dessa música me tocam de forma inexplicável, principalmente a parte que ele se refere aos jovens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Mas apesar de toda a dor demonstrada nessa letra. Ele me mostra que a gente tem que preservar o "amor" que mantém viva a esperança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Muita tristeza e só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Capitão Do Barco Do Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é só um outro dia? Este lugar esquecido por Deus?&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro vem amor, então vem dor, deixe os jogos&lt;br /&gt;começarem&lt;br /&gt;Aumentam as perguntas e diminuem as respostas,&lt;br /&gt;insuperável&lt;br /&gt;Capitão do barco do amor&lt;br /&gt;Leve os reinados e nos guie para o claro, aqui&lt;br /&gt;Isso já foi cantado, mas não pode ser dito o&lt;br /&gt;suficiente,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que você precisa é amor&lt;br /&gt;Isto é só uma outra fase? Terremotos fazendo ondas&lt;br /&gt;Tentando livrar-se do câncer? Seres humanos estúpidos,&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez você segura a mão do amor, é tudo superável.&lt;br /&gt;Me abrace, e torne isto a verdade&lt;br /&gt;Que quando tudo estiver perdido haverá você&lt;br /&gt;Porque para o universo eu não significo nada&lt;br /&gt;E há somente uma palavra que eu ainda acredito&lt;br /&gt;E é Amor&lt;br /&gt;É uma arte viver com dor, misture a luz em cinza&lt;br /&gt;Nove amigos perdidos que nós nunca conheceremos, dois&lt;br /&gt;anos atrás,&lt;br /&gt;E se nossas vidas se tornassem muito longas,&lt;br /&gt;acrescentaria ao nosso pesar?&lt;br /&gt;E os jovens, eles podem perder esperança porque não&lt;br /&gt;podem ver além de hoje,&lt;br /&gt;A sabedoria que o velho não pode passar a diante&lt;br /&gt;Constante retrocesso,&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes a vida&lt;br /&gt;Não te deixa só&lt;br /&gt;Me abrace, e torne isto a verdade&lt;br /&gt;Que quando tudo estiver perdido haverá você&lt;br /&gt;Porque para o universo eu não significo nada&lt;br /&gt;E há somente uma palavra que eu ainda acredito&lt;br /&gt;E é Amor, Amor, Amor, Amor, Amor&lt;br /&gt;Capitão do barco do amor&lt;br /&gt;Leve os reinados, nos guie para o claro&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que isso já foi cantado, não pode ser dito o&lt;br /&gt;suficiente&lt;br /&gt;Amor é tudo que você precisa, tudo que você precisa é&lt;br /&gt;amor&lt;br /&gt;amor, amor...&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/7625377395982271357-6332417093565392713?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/6332417093565392713/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=6332417093565392713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/6332417093565392713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/6332417093565392713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-vamos-novamente-ao-ponto-de-partida.html' title=''/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-4493063093896823239</id><published>2009-02-10T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T03:59:02.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SZGWEmaP5oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HociiN1TUsM/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SZGWEmaP5oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HociiN1TUsM/s320/DSC00995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301183242166068866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;É...&lt;br /&gt;Lá vem tudo de novo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A cada vez que me separo dessa cidade linda me vem o sentimento de felicidade, alívio, saudade e tristeza. Até mesmo antes de sair daqui eu sinto isso. só em pensar na ida.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que dessa vez existe uma pontinha de confiança a mais, e ainda há também uma esperança que deixo plantada. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As dúvidas são cada vez mais frequentes, aí bate uma tristeza...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Estive conversando com um amigo, sobre o final de cada etapa da vida..é sempre cheio de dúvidas. Ainda nem cheguei nesse momento. Acho que estou apressando as coisas. Mas quando a gente tenta conciliar os vários acontecimentos da nossa vida acaba agindo assim. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Só espero que a minha esperança possa crescer a cada dia, mesmo longe de mim. E que eu possa crescer e virar gente grande, superando os desafios que eu sei que preciso enfrentar. E ter o esperado final feliz.&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/7625377395982271357-4493063093896823239?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/4493063093896823239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=4493063093896823239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4493063093896823239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4493063093896823239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2009/02/mais-uma-vez.html' title='Mais uma vez'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/SZGWEmaP5oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HociiN1TUsM/s72-c/DSC00995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-7417192224419593568</id><published>2009-01-07T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:23:54.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poderia ser eu mesmo!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Depois de muita coisa, das loucuras que fazem parte da pessoa humana (risos) tenho certeza de que realmente poderia ser eu nessa música!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;No Ceiling (tradução)&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;Eddie Vedder&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Vem a manhã&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu posso sentir&lt;br /&gt;Que não há nada a ser ocultado&lt;br /&gt;Me movendo em uma cena surreal&lt;br /&gt;Não, meu coração nunca, nunca estará longe daqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certo como estou respirando&lt;br /&gt;Certo como estou triste&lt;br /&gt;Manterei essa sabedoria na minha carne&lt;br /&gt;Saio daqui acreditando em mais do que antes&lt;br /&gt;E há uma razão pela qual, uma razão pela qual estarei de volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto caminho o hemisfério&lt;br /&gt;Tenho vontade de subir e desaparecer&lt;br /&gt;Já fui ferido, já fui curado&lt;br /&gt;E para descarregar já fui, já fui autorizado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certo como estou respirando&lt;br /&gt;Certo como estou triste&lt;br /&gt;Manterei essa sabedoria na minha carne&lt;br /&gt;Saio daqui acreditando em mais do que antes&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor não tem teto &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-7417192224419593568?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/7417192224419593568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=7417192224419593568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7417192224419593568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7417192224419593568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2009/01/poderia-ser-eu-mesmo.html' title='Poderia ser eu mesmo!!!!!'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-4986927521792366502</id><published>2008-09-08T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T07:54:27.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eita coisa boa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mudar é bom, mas também tem seus entraves. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É preciso ser forte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ter o direito de estar certo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ter o direito de ser certo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E também o direito de errar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Admitir o erro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdoar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ter a mente forte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E saber agradecer aos que construíram tudo o que existe nesse momento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O jardim de pedras me deixará mais forte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse momento, só uma música vem na minha cabeça:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Ela não vaga por...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;não vaga por aqui..ela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Ela não vaga por aqui...não vaga por aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;A direção do olho, muito (na direção) errada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;A desistencia da alma, estonteantemente rápida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu não questiono, nossa existência &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu apenas questiono, nossas necessídades modernas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Ela não vaga por...não vaga por aqui..ela Ela não vaga por aqui... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com minhas mãos amarradas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com meu rosto ensanguentado.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com o símbolo da minha sombra... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Em seu jardim, jardim de pedra...sim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Depois de tudo feito, nós ainda estamos sozinhos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu não serei levado...eu vou...com minhas mãos amarradas.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com minha face ensanguentada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com o símbolo da minha sombra... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Em seu jardim, jardim de pedra.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu não mostro...Eu não divido... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu não preciso..sim...Do que voce tem para dar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Ohhh...Eu vou caminhar...com minhas mãos amarradas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com meu rosto ensanguentado... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com o símbolo da minha sombra.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Em seu jardim...jardim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu vou caminhar...com minhas mãos amarradas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Em seu jardim, jardim de pedra... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu não sei...Eu não ligo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Eu não preciso...sim.....preciso viver...sim sim sim..oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-4986927521792366502?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/4986927521792366502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=4986927521792366502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4986927521792366502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4986927521792366502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/09/eita-coisa-boa.html' title='Eita coisa boa...'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-1803035452021306140</id><published>2008-05-15T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T06:44:04.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu queria estar na praia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Não conseguiria viver longe dela.&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos de introspecção perto dela são os mais profundos. Mais alucinantes, mais sei lá. Não existem palavras para medir o q se sente de frente pro mar. Só esperar, pensar...&lt;br /&gt;E aí vai mais uma do Eddie. Oceans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Oceanos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agarre-se à linha&lt;br /&gt;As correntes mudarão&lt;br /&gt;Me farão deslizar...&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe, algo é deixado&lt;br /&gt;E todos somos autorizados&lt;br /&gt;A sonhar com a próxima...&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. ohh a próxima vez que tocamos...&lt;br /&gt;Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh...&lt;br /&gt;Você não tem que desviar&lt;br /&gt;Os oceanos ao longe&lt;br /&gt;Ondas rolam em meus pensamentos...&lt;br /&gt;Segure firme o elo&lt;br /&gt;O mar subirá&lt;br /&gt;Por favor fique perto da praia...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, eu estarei...&lt;br /&gt;Eu estarei lá mais uma vez...&lt;br /&gt;Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh...&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxiJefaGuik&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxiJefaGuik&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-1803035452021306140?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/1803035452021306140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=1803035452021306140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1803035452021306140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1803035452021306140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/05/eu-queria-estar-na-praia.html' title='Eu queria estar na praia'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-6013305047379473987</id><published>2008-04-27T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T06:55:16.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MY BLUES MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É com o coração na mão, e os olhos cheios d'agua que eu vou ouvir B.B. king nos próximos dias de minha vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;      Perdi alguém que me ensinou o q era sentir a música, o q era ser quem eu sou e muitas coisas q sei q não vou precisar errar pra poder aprender, pois ele já me mostrou como funcionam. Foi sem dúvida a pessoa que mais me surpreendeu pois  me conquistou e me teve como uma filha em um intervalo tão curto, que chegamos a ficar realmente sem palavras para descrever esse sentimento tão profundo, que agora causa tanta saudade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;       Ele é o cara da black music e é um exemplo de vida a ser seguido, pois nunca vi tanta alegria, tanta música no coração e tanta inteligência em uma pessoa só.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;       Tristeza não! Só uma saudade profunda, que vai sendo acalmada pelas boas lembraças que guardo de você. Um grande beijo e vai com Deus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wqs3-aRAdac&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wqs3-aRAdac&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-6013305047379473987?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/6013305047379473987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=6013305047379473987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/6013305047379473987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/6013305047379473987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-my-blues-man.html' title='TO MY BLUES MAN'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-7240508205602479555</id><published>2008-03-03T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T04:49:05.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estréia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O clipe de Guaranteed estreou e aí vai a primeiro clipe de Eddie em carreira solo. Legalzin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWgxntibBtE" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-7240508205602479555?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/7240508205602479555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=7240508205602479555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7240508205602479555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7240508205602479555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/03/estria.html' title='Estréia'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-7884350428388066179</id><published>2008-03-01T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T10:19:06.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitão!</title><content type='html'>Esse foi o segundo clipe e single trabalhado no CD intitulado Pearl Jam, ou o CD do abacatão, como alguns chamam. Dentre as coisas que ele trata, fala sobre ser jovem e dos caras que morreram em um incidente do show dos caras. Nunca esperei q fosse rolar um clipe dessa música, mas aí está, e reparem que no finalzinho, o Eddie Vedder fica impressionado com o desempenho de Mike McCready...ele fica paralisado! Muito engraçado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá uma olhadinha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPXzOOHK3GU" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-7884350428388066179?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/7884350428388066179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=7884350428388066179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7884350428388066179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7884350428388066179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/03/httpwww.html' title='Capitão!'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-8000030353374178418</id><published>2008-02-28T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:37:47.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Natureza selvagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estréia de Na Natureza Selvagem em SP&lt;br /&gt;NA NATUREZA SELVAGEM Into the Wild. EUA, 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Direção: Sean Penn.Com: Emile Hirsch, Marcia Gay Harden, Hal Holbrook e William Hurt.140 min.12 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Após terminar os estudos, um jovem doa sua poupança para uma instituição de caridade e segue de carona para o Alasca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A TRILHA SONORA É COMPOSTA POR EDDIE VEDDER. TRATA-SE DE UM ALBUM MUUUITO INTERESSANTE, COM O LADO FOLK DO CARA, E QUEM TÁ ACOSTUMADO COM AS GUITARRAS DO PEARL JAM, VAI TER UM CHOQUE. MAS BASTA OUVIR O CD 2 DO LOST DOGS ANTES, PARA PREPARAR O ESPIRITO. VALE A PENA. FAIXAS MUITO BOAS COMPOSTAS E TOCADAS POR ELE, MOSTRANDO AS INFLUENCIAS DE NEIL YOUNG, BOB DYLAN E OUTROS NA VIDA DESSE GRANDE MÚSICO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LINK DO CD: vamo ouvir, povo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?23tbtjdm1mp" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?23tbtjdm1mp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faixas bonus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/56920827/Eddie_Vedder_-_Into_The_Wild__Deluxe_Edition_.rar" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/56920827/Eddie_Vedder_-_Into_The_Wild__Deluxe_Edition_.rar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-8000030353374178418?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/8000030353374178418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=8000030353374178418&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8000030353374178418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8000030353374178418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/02/na-natureza-selvagem.html' title='Na Natureza selvagem'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-7542987263684517401</id><published>2008-02-28T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:13.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To need each other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R8bEesY3sXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6ut6s9JE-kU/s1600-h/bee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172037253672186226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R8bEesY3sXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6ut6s9JE-kU/s320/bee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, guy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My favorite teen...hehehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We both are just kids, but in different ways. But I think you already know it. The only thing that I don't know if you ever though about is that we need each other to grow up. I think you should start think about these kinds of thing, 'cause I'm planning some things 4 us and I need your approvation. Can I? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the way, I will dedicate this song 4 u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kisses, from the person you most love in this world! hehehehe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee Girl&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee girl, you're gonna die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't wanna be famous, you wanna be shy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do your dances alone in your room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Becoming a star will become your doom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee Girl, be a girl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know time is long, and life is short.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Begin to live while you still can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Believe in nothing, believe me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who can be trusted can change their mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the anxious is the present, unwrap your gifts, take yourtime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything you imagine needn't be stuck in your mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bee Girl, be a girl...&lt;/em&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/7625377395982271357-7542987263684517401?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/7542987263684517401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=7542987263684517401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7542987263684517401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/7542987263684517401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-need-each-other.html' title='To need each other'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R8bEesY3sXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6ut6s9JE-kU/s72-c/bee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-5006776487602005485</id><published>2008-02-26T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:13.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paixão q invade os sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R8TP-sY3sVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q260oGkGi_4/s1600-h/Mike+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171486948102484306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R8TP-sY3sVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q260oGkGi_4/s400/Mike+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Essa noite eu sonhei com Mike McCready( foto). Será que ele tá com ciúme do Stone? rsrsrsrsr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Mas faz um tempão que eu não tenho um sonho tão louco, pra ver alguem q sou tão viciada assim de perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Não consigo tirar esse louco da minha cabeça..ele tá até pulando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Por esses dias tenho sentido falta de pessoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Pessoas especiais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Essas pessoas sabem muito bem quem são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Gente, eu sumo, mas minha cabeça, meu coração está sempre com vcs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Hj postei algo especial..sem fossa, só com positividade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Lembrei de uma musica dos Beatles, regravada adivinha por quem?????????kkkkkkkkkkkk!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Afinal, o amor é lindo! E essa baladinha é muuuito gostosa de ouvir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Linda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Soldier Of Love (tradução)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldado do Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deponha suas armase renda-se a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deponha suas armas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;e me ame pacificamente, sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Use seus braços para abraçar e afagar aquele te ama tanto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Não existe motivo para você declarar guerra àquele que te ama tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Então esqueça dos outros rapazes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;pois meu amor é real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Saia do seu campo de batalha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deponha suas armas erenda-se a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Sim, deponha suas armase me ame pacificamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Sim, use seus braços para abraçar e afagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;pois é desse jeito que tem que ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;As armas que você está usando estão me machucando seriamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Mas algum dia você vai recuar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Porque o meu amor, baby,é o mais sincero que você já encontrou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Eu sou um soldado do amor, que é difícil de derrotar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deponha suas armas erenda-se a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Deponha suas armase me ame pacificamente, sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Use seus braços para me abraçar bem apertado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Baby, eu não quero lutar mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Use seus braços para me abraçar bem apertado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Baby, eu não quero lutar mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Baby, deponha suas armas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Por favor, baby, deponha suas armas... &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/7625377395982271357-5006776487602005485?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/5006776487602005485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=5006776487602005485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/5006776487602005485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/5006776487602005485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/02/paixo-q-invade-os-sonhos.html' title='Paixão q invade os sonhos'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R8TP-sY3sVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q260oGkGi_4/s72-c/Mike+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-2921495903674907701</id><published>2008-02-08T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:13.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muito legal! Só ouvindo pra pirar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6xdeS2CkvI/AAAAAAAAADo/cG7aR9MuIgY/s1600-h/DSC_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164605647723074290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6xdeS2CkvI/AAAAAAAAADo/cG7aR9MuIgY/s400/DSC_0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spin The Black Circle (tradução)&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire o Círculo Preto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veja esta agulha, veja minha mão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derruba, derruba, derrubando para baixo.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh, tão suavemente.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem, aqui vem, eu toco o avião &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me vire para cima, não vá embora... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o círculo preto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o preto, gire o preto... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o círculo preto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire.. whoa.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tire isto de, uma manga de papel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, minha alegria, só você merece vaidade.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou tão grande, meu mundo inteiro &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu preferiria você, preferiria você, à ela... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o círculo preto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o preto, gire o preto... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o círculo preto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire.. whoa.. oh.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você é tão quente.. oh, o ritual &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando eu deito em sem braço dobrado... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o círculo preto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o preto, gire o preto... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... gire o círculo preto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire o preto, gire o preto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire o círculo preto... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gire, gire... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whoa...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&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/7625377395982271357-2921495903674907701?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/2921495903674907701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=2921495903674907701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Só ouvindo pra pirar!'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6xdeS2CkvI/AAAAAAAAADo/cG7aR9MuIgY/s72-c/DSC_0146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-8697100320981491982</id><published>2008-02-06T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:13.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6pLfy2CkuI/AAAAAAAAADg/MJK420uYWC8/s1600-h/barbpj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164022932330156770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6pLfy2CkuI/AAAAAAAAADg/MJK420uYWC8/s400/barbpj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me diz o q eu devo fazer? Q diacho de carnaval doido foi esse? Esse foi o meu primeiro carnaval aqui, totalmente punk, mas completo. Não tenho do que reclamar. Foi muito bom. Agora já sei o que fazer. Vou terminar meu trabalho. rsrrsrrs... Aí vai uma imagem punk. Até tu, Barbie?&lt;/em&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/7625377395982271357-8697100320981491982?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/8697100320981491982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=8697100320981491982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8697100320981491982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8697100320981491982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6pLfy2CkuI/AAAAAAAAADg/MJK420uYWC8/s72-c/barbpj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-5249943493201161773</id><published>2008-02-04T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:14.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatles pra animar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6dLUS2CktI/AAAAAAAAADY/Md4B31F0_NQ/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163178309831529170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6dLUS2CktI/AAAAAAAAADY/Md4B31F0_NQ/s400/DSC00486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouvi Beatles no carnaval e tenho certeza q não vou esquecer desse carnaval que ficou ótimo with a little help from my friends..rsrsrsr...beijos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;With a Little Help From My Friends (tradução)&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com Uma Pequena Ajuda De Meus Amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;O que você pensaria se eu cantasse desafinado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Você se levantaria e sairia em mim ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Me empreste suas orelhas e eu cantarei uma canção para você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;E eu tentarei não cantar fora de tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oh, consigo com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu me levanto com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Tentarei com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;O que eu faço quando meu amor está longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Te preocupa estar só?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Como eu me sinto ao final do dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Você está triste porque você está sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Não, eu consigo com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu me levanto com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Tentarei com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Você precisa de alguém?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu preciso de alguém para amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Pode ser qualquer pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu quero alguém para amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Você acredita em amor à primeira vista?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Sim, tenho certeza que isto acontece toda hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;O que vê você quando apaga a luz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu não posso te contar mas eu sei que é meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oh, consigo com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu me levanto com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Tentarei com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Você precisa de alguém?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu preciso de alguém para amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Pode ser qualquer um?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu quero alguém para amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oh, consigo com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Eu me ponho alto com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Tentarei com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Sim eu consigo com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Com uma pequena ajuda de meus amigos&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/7625377395982271357-5249943493201161773?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/5249943493201161773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=5249943493201161773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/5249943493201161773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/5249943493201161773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/02/beatles-pra-animar.html' title='Beatles pra animar'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6dLUS2CktI/AAAAAAAAADY/Md4B31F0_NQ/s72-c/DSC00486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-4602914445513959809</id><published>2008-01-30T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:14.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Começando o dia bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6BkKS2CksI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rlrVAtmPXm0/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161235300986557122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6BkKS2CksI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rlrVAtmPXm0/s400/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6BjxC2CkrI/AAAAAAAAADI/MW33-K5PqHI/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fazem 15 dias que eu vi aquele filme do Will Smith (Eu sou a lenda) e o som que rola nele é basicamente Bob Marley. Eu fiquei animada, até que começaram aquelas partes com aqueles sons altos, horripilantes... Mas gostei do fato de ter essa trilha. Ontem estive pensando nisso e resolvi postar Bob, por que o filme lembra da luta dele pela paz, pela harmonia. Então, pra começar bem, eu mando essa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three Little Birds (tradução)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Três Passarinhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não se preocupe com coisa alguma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque tudo ficará bem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dizendo, não se preocupe com coisa alguma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque tudoficará bem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acorde hoje pela manhã&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorria com o sol nascendo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Três passarinhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estão em minha porta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cantando doces canções&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De melodias puras e verdadeiras,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dizendo "Esta é minha mensagem para você", uh,uh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-4602914445513959809?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/4602914445513959809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=4602914445513959809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4602914445513959809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4602914445513959809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/01/comeando-o-dia-bem.html' title='Começando o dia bem'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R6BkKS2CksI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rlrVAtmPXm0/s72-c/DSC00112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-1010850100787457677</id><published>2008-01-28T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:01:40.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>João Netooooo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;This is the first time ever I write something in english here, so I decided to spend it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;I'm just trying to make some kind of testimonial for you, 'cause I don't like (and don't want to do this) in orkut. The only thing that I want you to know is that you are the most boring person I ever meet, but I like you so much...rsrsrr NO! I really like you, and I know that you like me, and today I decide to make you know, because I don't thik I told you this before. Isn't it? I hope, or to be better, I KNOW that will get everything that you are expecting to. The good news are coming. Just wait. And remember: be calm, my friend! &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/7625377395982271357-1010850100787457677?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/1010850100787457677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=1010850100787457677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1010850100787457677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1010850100787457677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/01/joo-netooooo.html' title='João Netooooo!!!'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-906085699212322791</id><published>2008-01-28T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:14.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra variar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R54_5C2CkqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iVHKI5L9Q78/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160632472261792418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R54_5C2CkqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iVHKI5L9Q78/s400/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje é uma das raras vezes que estou postando uma musica que não é do Pearl Jam (milagre!) mas já foi tocada por eles (afff!!! Tava bom demais, né? rsrsr...). O importante é que essa música é do PINK FLOYD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo com as diferenças, a musicalidade sempre acaba tocando no mesmo assunto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wish You Were Here (tradução)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Queria que Você Estivesse Aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Então, então você achaque consegue distinguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;O céu do inferno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Céus azuis da dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Você consegue distinguir um campo verde de um frio trilho de aço?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Um sorriso de um véu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Você acha que consegue distinguir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Fizeram você trocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Seus heróis por fantasmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Cinzas quentes por árvores?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ar quente por uma brisa fria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Conforto frio por mudança?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Você trocou um papel de coadjuvante na guerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Por um papel principal numa cela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Como eu queria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Como eu queria que você estivesse aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Somos apenas duas almas perdidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Nadando num aquário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ano após ano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Correndo sobre este mesmo velho chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;O que encontramos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Os mesmos velhos medos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Queria que você estivesse aqui &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/7625377395982271357-906085699212322791?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/906085699212322791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=906085699212322791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/906085699212322791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/906085699212322791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/01/situaes-incmodas.html' title='Pra variar'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R54_5C2CkqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iVHKI5L9Q78/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-6491380147229347226</id><published>2008-01-28T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:14.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baladinha romantica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R5427C2CkpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DWa2xUfyRS0/s1600-h/0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160622611016880786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R5427C2CkpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DWa2xUfyRS0/s320/0364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Momento feliz! Essa baladinha romantica me faz ter vontade de pegar meu celular e dizer pra todos o quanto ela é linda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão lindinha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e foi escrita por quem? Adivinha? Stone Gossard! Vai junto outra fotinho dele, que quase me convence que é lerdinho com essa cara, mas como diz o próprio Eddie: he is the boss! Te mete!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIN AIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há uma luz quando a minha garota está em meus braços&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há uma luz quando as cortinas da janela estão abertas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hesito quando sinto que devo fazer mal à ela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Livro-me desse sentimento pois sei que podemos compartilhá-lo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu sei que ela tocou meu coração, no ar rarefeito &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Império Bizantino está refletido no nosso lago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há uma nuvem mas a água continua calma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegando, os dedos do sol tocam alcançam o amanhecer para passar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo esgotado, isso é uma coisa preciosa de se testemunhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu sei que ela tocou meu coração, inexplicavelmente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sim eu sei que ela tocou meu coração, inexplicavelmente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso não está no meu passado para se deduzir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor pode continuar se movendo em ambas as direções&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como ser feliz e verdadeiro é a questão que estamos assumindo juntos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assumindo.... assumindo....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há uma luz quando a minha garota está em meus braços &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu sei que ela tocou meu coração, inexplicavelmente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu sei que ela tocou meu coração, inexplicavelmente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu sei que ela tocou meu coração, inexplicavelmente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sim eu sei que ela tocou meu coração...&lt;/span&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/7625377395982271357-6491380147229347226?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/6491380147229347226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/89076317514205329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/89076317514205329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-5890549214129741921</id><published>2008-01-27T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:14.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRISE DA MEIA IDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R5zDPi2CklI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZrSVh0OYDX4/s1600-h/pjlive2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160213944878666322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R5zDPi2CklI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZrSVh0OYDX4/s320/pjlive2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Porra, andei pensando por algum tempo se existe crise de meia idade. Será possível aos 24 anos existir isso? Com quantos anos a gente para de comer biscoito recheado? Eu ainda como, não é, meu bem? rsrsr... E por que será que algumas pessoas acabam fazendo músicas que descrevem exatamente as nossas vidas? Por que Eddie Vedder sempre sabe do que acontece comigo??? Sinceramente, eu acho que ele anda me investigando!!!rsrsrsrs...Mas é o seguinte: eu vi essa musica e pensei em tanta coisa que já passou...mas o que importa é que o final triste sempre é esquecido e dá vez a uma nova descoberta. Aí a gente cai de novo naquela coisa SUPERNOVA que é gostar de alguem... é como dizem: É RUIM MAS É TÃO BOM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Então...vamos à crise da idade..rsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Still Here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Letra Eddie Vedder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu Ainda estou aqui"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ela me disse, ao telefone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ela queria ver gente nova&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu pensei “bem então, dê uma olhada, eles estão por toda a parte”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ela disse que estava confusa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu pensei “querida, junte-se a nós”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;24 anos de idade, crise de meia-idade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoje em dia te atinge quando você é jovem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu desligo, ela liga de volta, eu desligo novamente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o processo já havia começado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pelo menos, foi rápido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu juro, eu morri por dentro aquela noite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;meu amigo, me ligou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu não disse nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a última coisa que ele me disse foi “seja justo”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;justo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu planejei algo horrível, eu odeio admitir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu apenas achei que aquelas seriam as últimas palavras apropriadas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas eu ainda estou aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e pequeno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tão pequeno... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;como pôde essa luta ser tão grande?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tão grande&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enquanto as palmeiras na brisa ainda sopram verde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e as ondas no mar ainda tão absolutamente azuis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas o horror&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tudo o que vejo é uma recordação dela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nunca imaginei que eu amaldiçoaria o dia em que eu a conheci&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e agora que ela se foi não me escutaria mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quem se importa? que bem isso traria?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas eu ainda estou aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e eu imagino em um mês, ou em 12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu vou estar em algum lugar tomando uma bebida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rindo de uma piada idiota&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ou qualquer outra coisa idiota&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e eu posso me ver voltando atrás&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sendo levado pra longe do presente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sugado pela maré e puxado pro fundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e lá estou eu, de pé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grama molhada e lápides brancas todos em fila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e na distância há alguém, longe e só&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;então eu paro, me ajoelho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;minha nova casa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e eu imagino um despertar sóbrio, um retorno àquela situação de barzinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;degusto minha bebida até que o gelo toca meus lábios&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;peço mais uma rodadae é isso por enquanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;desculpe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nunca fui muito bom em finais felizes&lt;/em&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/7625377395982271357-5890549214129741921?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/5890549214129741921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=5890549214129741921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/5890549214129741921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/5890549214129741921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/01/crise-da-meia-idade.html' title='CRISE DA MEIA IDADE'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R5zDPi2CklI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZrSVh0OYDX4/s72-c/pjlive2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-2377613717619169747</id><published>2008-01-02T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T05:57:44.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>será Jesus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dado a voar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ele poderia ter escutado, escutado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mas ele ignorou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um tempo ruim, nada poderia salvá-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sozinho em um corredor, esperando, trancado pra fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Se levantou lá fora, correu por centenas de milhas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ele conseguiu chegar ao oceano, fumou em uma árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; O vento soprou, colocou-o de joelhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Uma onda veio quebrando como um soco no queixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Deu asas a ele, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Ei, olhe pra mim agora” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;De braços abertos com o oceano a seus pés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, poder, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ele está...voandoInteiramente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alto.. vasto, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ele voltou ao chão pois queria compartilhar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sua chave para os cadeados das correntes que viu em todo lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mas primeiramente ele foi despido e depois esfaqueado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Por homens sem rosto, bem, malditos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ele ainda resiste de pé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E ele ainda dá seu amor, ele apenas o dá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O amor que ele recebe é o amor que está salvo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E às vezes se vê um estranho ponto no céu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um ser humano a quem foi dado voar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alto.. voandoOh, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alto.. voandoOh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ele está…voando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-2377613717619169747?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/2377613717619169747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=2377613717619169747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/2377613717619169747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/2377613717619169747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2008/01/ser-jesus.html' title='será Jesus?'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-8391737795497057492</id><published>2007-12-23T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T19:37:40.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ULTIMAS POSTAGENS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;GALERA, AS ULTIMAS POSTAGENS FORAM UMA SEQUENCIA. TEM QUE SER LIDAS NA ORDEM E FORAM POSTADAS NO MESMO DIA. SÃO 4 POSTAGENS. VALEU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-8391737795497057492?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/8391737795497057492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=8391737795497057492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8391737795497057492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8391737795497057492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/ultimas-postagens.html' title='ULTIMAS POSTAGENS'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-3259991502658860258</id><published>2007-12-18T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:14.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOTSTEPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fDeFagjFI/AAAAAAAAACM/lBhQv-2uBU0/s1600-h/Stone+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145296020910935122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fDeFagjFI/AAAAAAAAACM/lBhQv-2uBU0/s320/Stone+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem mesmo pense em me localizar, eu não estarei casa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem mesmo pense em dar uma parada, não pense em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu fiz, o que eu tive que fazer, se havia uma razão, era você... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem mesmo pense em entrar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vozes em mim cabeça... ooh, vozes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho arranhões, por todo meu braço &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um pra cada dia, desde que eu me isolei &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu fiz... o que eu tive que fazer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se havia uma razão, era você... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pegadas no corredor, era você, você... ooh ooh ooh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Figuras no meu peito, era você, era você... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu fiz, o que eu tive que fazer... e se havia uma razão &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, não havia nenhuma razão, não &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se há algo que você gostaria de fazer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, apenas me deixe continuar, a culpar você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pegadas no corredor, era você, você... ooh ooh ooh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Figuras no meu peito, era você, você. &lt;/em&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/7625377395982271357-3259991502658860258?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/3259991502658860258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=3259991502658860258&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/3259991502658860258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/3259991502658860258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/footsteps.html' title='FOOTSTEPS'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fDeFagjFI/AAAAAAAAACM/lBhQv-2uBU0/s72-c/Stone+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-1393057471762102367</id><published>2007-12-18T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T04:53:14.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu admito...o que dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu vou aliviar...sem dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amante em uma rua escondida ao lado de uma estrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu tenho uma bomba em meu templo prestes a explodir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tenho um calibre 16 escondido por baixo de minhas roupas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu jogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia me controlar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia me perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tenta e imita...o que é louco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estou nessa...onde eu fico?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Verão índiano, eu odeio o calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tenho uma amante em uma rua escondida ao lado de uma estrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tenho uma mão no meu bolso, tão determinada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Discreto, eu rezo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia me controlar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia me perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(você acha que estou com os olhos fechados, mas estou te olhando o tempo todo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia me controlar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia me perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia me amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Era uma vez...que eu podia te amar&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/7625377395982271357-1393057471762102367?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/1393057471762102367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=1393057471762102367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1393057471762102367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1393057471762102367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/once.html' title='ONCE'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-8071899970698590886</id><published>2007-12-18T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:15.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fBwFagjEI/AAAAAAAAACE/eCyuXUzQF8Y/s1600-h/Eddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145294131125324866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fBwFagjEI/AAAAAAAAACE/eCyuXUzQF8Y/s320/Eddie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filho, ela disse, tenho uma historinha para você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que você pensava era que seu pai não passava de um...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto você esteve em casa sozinho aos 13 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O seu verdadeiro pai estava morrendo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sinto você não tê-lo visto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas estou contente de termos conversado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu continuo vivo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela caminha vagarosamente, pelo quarto de um jovem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela disse estou pronta... para você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não consigo lembrar nada até aquele dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exceto o olhar, o olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você sabe onde, agora eu não posso enxergar, eu só encaro... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu continuo vivo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem algo errado, ela disse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É claro que tem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você continua vivo, ela disse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu mereço estar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É essa a questão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se for... E se for... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem vai responder... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem vai responder...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Eu continuo vivo...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/7625377395982271357-8071899970698590886?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/8071899970698590886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=8071899970698590886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8071899970698590886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8071899970698590886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/alive.html' title='ALIVE'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fBwFagjEI/AAAAAAAAACE/eCyuXUzQF8Y/s72-c/Eddie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-3778722022114302249</id><published>2007-12-18T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:15.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRILOGIA MAMASAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fAvVagjDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yqZkEUtrymE/s1600-h/DSC_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145293018728795186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2fAvVagjDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yqZkEUtrymE/s200/DSC_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;ESSE MISTERIO PRECISA SER DESVENDADO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;COMEU OU NAO COMEU? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;QUEM EH O CULPADO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;EU, HEIM! QUE CARA MALUCO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;ENTAO, VAMOS AO QUE INTERESSA. NA TRILOGIA A SEQUENCIA EH ALIVE, ONCE E FOOTSTEPS EXATAMENTE NESSA ORDEM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O QUE ACONTECEU? QUE SEQUENCIA MALUCA EH ESSA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;QUE HISTORIA ELE CONTA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AS FOTOS SAO MIKE MCREADY (de vermelho), E STONE GOSSARD. GUITARRISTAS DO PJ. O DO MEIO NAO PRECISO COMENTAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;VAMOS AGORA AS LETRAS.&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/7625377395982271357-3778722022114302249?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/3778722022114302249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=3778722022114302249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/3778722022114302249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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com muito carinho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A TRIBO MAIS ESTRANHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 abaixo (de zero), em testemunho&lt;br /&gt;O vento à vontade, em paz,&lt;br /&gt;nevasca lateral&lt;br /&gt;sua eminência, ainda está para ser mostrada&lt;br /&gt;Siga a maré eterna&lt;br /&gt;Siga a luz angular&lt;br /&gt;Siga a tribo mais estranha&lt;br /&gt;São 6 da manhã&lt;br /&gt;Você está esperando&lt;br /&gt;Você teve sua festa&lt;br /&gt;Você quer mais&lt;br /&gt;Siga a mente caprichosa&lt;br /&gt;Siga a luz distante&lt;br /&gt;Siga a tribo mais estranha&lt;br /&gt;Siga o antigo progresso&lt;br /&gt;Siga a tribo de anjos&lt;br /&gt;Siga a tribo mais estranha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-870827001917489008?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/870827001917489008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=870827001917489008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/870827001917489008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/870827001917489008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/para-voce-que-e-especial-pra-mim-com.html' title='Para voce, que e especial pra mim, com muito carinho.'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-3198240973610041915</id><published>2007-12-12T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:15.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESCREVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2AXJZx0PgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pu-RV5Sfi40/s1600-h/heineken.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143136224763198978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2AXJZx0PgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pu-RV5Sfi40/s200/heineken.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hoje eh um dia pra escrever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Mas sobre o que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;A mente parece que esta anestesiada, sentido coisas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tentando adivinhar o que esta pra acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ai aparece um cachorro e fica te olhando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Parece que ele escreveria melhor que voce, se estivesse na frente do pc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Meu caro, minha vida nao eh tao artificial quanto parece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So preciso de uma dose pra me animar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Uma dose, ora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Dose do que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Como vc vem me perguntar uma coisa dessas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Imagine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Artificial, artificial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So queria sentir o vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Observar a agua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sentar na sombra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Refletir sobre a natureza e a evoluçao humana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Apos dizer a sublime frase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;BOTA UMA!!!!!&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/7625377395982271357-3198240973610041915?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/3198240973610041915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=3198240973610041915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/3198240973610041915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/3198240973610041915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/escrever.html' title='ESCREVER'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R2AXJZx0PgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pu-RV5Sfi40/s72-c/heineken.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-4059655981251299125</id><published>2007-12-10T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:15.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O foda-se esta ligado!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11JHpx0PeI/AAAAAAAAABk/L9tnCDrngrM/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142346745349684706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11JHpx0PeI/AAAAAAAAABk/L9tnCDrngrM/s400/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;FODA-ME NO CEREBRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foda-me no cerebro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu merdinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voce esta me deixando insana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foda-me no cerebro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vc esta me deixando insana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foda-me na minha vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voce quis ser meu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foda-me no cerebro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu posso ser um...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu nao acredito em nada, mesmo q seja verdade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foda-me, Foda-me no meu cerebro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foda-me, meu ouvidos estao abertos, no meu cerebro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foda-me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voce pensa que eu ligo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para essas emoçoes que vc usa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vc pensa que eu ligo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pro jeito que vc usa seu veu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voce pensa que o nosso amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esta tao longe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;foda-me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-4059655981251299125?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/4059655981251299125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=4059655981251299125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4059655981251299125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/4059655981251299125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-foda-se-esta-ligado.html' title='O foda-se esta ligado!'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11JHpx0PeI/AAAAAAAAABk/L9tnCDrngrM/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-892984778207788274</id><published>2007-12-10T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:15.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os ecos na minha cabeça</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11FAJx0PdI/AAAAAAAAABc/k8flaZmruW4/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142342218454154706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11FAJx0PdI/AAAAAAAAABc/k8flaZmruW4/s320/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fiel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A placa na parede diz que ninguém dormiu aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É raro descobrir uma ponte que não estava ali por perto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ou não tenha sido pisada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qualquer que seja a noçao, estamos atados em nossas orações &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O homem no andar de cima está acostumado com todo este barulho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu farei isso com gritos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E ecos que ninguém ouve, vai, vai, vai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como ecos que ninguém ouve, vai, vai, vai, vai assim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós somos fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós somos fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós somos fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós somos fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E ecos que ninguém ouve, vai, vai, vai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E ecos que ninguém ouve, vai, vai, vai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós somos fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós somos fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós somos fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tão fieis, todos nós acreditamos, todos nós acreditamos nisto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;M.I.T.O. significa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Convicção no controle de um jogo que nos mantêm em uma caixa de medos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nós nunca escutamos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Voz dentro tão abafada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você está abafado, você está, uma coisa protegida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E tudo é você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu você, você eu, está tudo relacionado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O que um menino pode fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seja gentil e eu serei também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fiel a você... &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/7625377395982271357-892984778207788274?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/892984778207788274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=892984778207788274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-1520075132557908420</id><published>2007-12-06T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:15.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOJE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1ii2px0PcI/AAAAAAAAABU/Rwg06MWOvsk/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141038034454855106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1ii2px0PcI/AAAAAAAAABU/Rwg06MWOvsk/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOJE E SOMENTE HOJE ESTOU FELIZ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAS POR QUE EU DIGO SOMENTE HOJE?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;POR QUE NAO LEMBRAVA MAIS DA FELICIDADE DE OUTROS DIAS PASSADOS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E NAO SEI SE VIVEREI O AMANHA PRA EXPERIMENTAR UMA FELICIDADE MAIOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAS SEI QUE FIZ MUITA COISA PRA CONSEGUIR O QUE SINTO AGORA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXPERIMENTEI OS MAIS VARIADOS SENTIMENTOS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ESTOU EXALTANDO O QUE NOS DEIXA MAIS LEVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMOR?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VINGANÇA?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NAO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O ALIVIO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALIVIO DE TUDO JUNTO, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SENTIMENTOS, EXPERIENCIAS, TUDINHO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TUDO PASSADO NO LIQUIDIFICADOR,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TIPO GUARANA DA AMAZONIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PARECE QUE FINALMENTE TUDO FEZ SENTIDO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIM, EU FINALMENTE ENTENDO!!! (e nao estou drogada!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;obrigada, vc que me renovou!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESTOU DIRIGINDO MELHOR MINHA VIDA AGORA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RS...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-1520075132557908420?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/1520075132557908420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=1520075132557908420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1520075132557908420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1520075132557908420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/hoje.html' title='HOJE'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1ii2px0PcI/AAAAAAAAABU/Rwg06MWOvsk/s72-c/DSC00143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-8594139405985858466</id><published>2007-12-05T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:36:02.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;CONSEGUIR CRESCER, MESMO QUE SOZINHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Parting Ways (tradução)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;Por trás dos olhos dela existem cortinas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;e elas têm estado fechadas para esconder as chamas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Restos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela sabe que o futuro deles está queimando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;mas ainda assim ela consegue sorrir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt; Igual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;E apesar do humor dela estar bom hoje &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;existe um medo de que logo eles estarão seguindo caminhos diferentes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Permanecendo de pé como uma estátua.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt; Um queixo de pedra, um coração de barro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt; Ei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;E apesar de que ele é um homem grande demais para dizer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt; há um medo de que logo eles estarão seguindo caminhos diferentes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Indo aos poucos para longe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt; Indo aos poucos para longe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt; Indo aos poucos para longe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Para longe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Para longe.&lt;/em&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/7625377395982271357-8594139405985858466?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/8594139405985858466/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=8594139405985858466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8594139405985858466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/8594139405985858466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/amar.html' title='Viver é...'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-1657847147239133460</id><published>2007-12-05T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:16.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu, Natasha? Quem dera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1cCaJx0PaI/AAAAAAAAABE/qJa-IEI_k8I/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140580147991428514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1cCaJx0PaI/AAAAAAAAABE/qJa-IEI_k8I/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Natasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem Dezessete anos e fugiu de casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Às sete horas na manhã do dia errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Levou na bolsa umas mentiras prá contar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Deixou prá trás os pais e o namorado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um passo sem pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um outro dia um outro lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pelo caminho garrafas e cigarros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sem amanhã, por diversão roubava carros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Era Ana Paula agora é Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Usa salto quinze e saia de borracha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um passo sem pensar, um outro dia um outro lugar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tem sete vidas mas ninguém sabe de nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Carteira falsa com idade adulterada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O vento sopra enquanto ela morde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Desaparece antes que alguem acorde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um passo sem pensar, um outro dia um outro lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cabelo verde tatuagem no pescoço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um rosto novo corpo feito pro pecado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A vida é bela, o paraíso é um comprimido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Qualquer balaco ilegal ou proibido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um passo sem pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um outro dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um outro lugar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O mundo vai acabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;E ela só quer dançar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O mundo vai acabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;E ela só quer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dançar, dançar, dançar...(2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pneus de carros cantam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Apenas um sonho dos 17 anos...&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/7625377395982271357-1657847147239133460?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/1657847147239133460/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=1657847147239133460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1657847147239133460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/1657847147239133460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/eu-natasha-quem-dera.html' title='Eu, Natasha? Quem dera...'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1cCaJx0PaI/AAAAAAAAABE/qJa-IEI_k8I/s72-c/DSC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-131372683124372357</id><published>2007-12-01T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:16.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAFÉ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1HADpx0PZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xgcoZBzzAkQ/s1600-R/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139099818793385362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1HADpx0PZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WbANbYnmeWk/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tô esperando um convite pra tomar sorvete, mas num sei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tô resfriada, tossindo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queria tanto...mas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queria Café também&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas Café não pode&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Café tá fraco, tipo eu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas o café tá concentrado também&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Café é bom, eu gosto dele, mas tem dias que ele foi mal passado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quase acaba comigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não consegue, por que eu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou vinho!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou mais forte até que um irish coffee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tô em todas as festas e até na igreja&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só ainda não tô na sonhada sorveteria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas o Café tá lá!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mocca!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que vontade de tomar sorvete...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quando o Café estiver pronto, me avisa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quero sorvete!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas essa semana não vai dar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/7625377395982271357-131372683124372357?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/131372683124372357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=131372683124372357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/131372683124372357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/131372683124372357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/2007/12/caf.html' title='CAFÉ...'/><author><name>Simone Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11912362539169087862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1DFSZx0PYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPF335eRFww/S220/foto+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R1HADpx0PZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WbANbYnmeWk/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-3599812130840157263</id><published>2007-12-01T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:42:16.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEU DIA, MINHA VIDA OU 2007?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11Mm5x0PfI/AAAAAAAAABs/M1pT-wK6O04/s1600-h/fror.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142350580755480050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11Mm5x0PfI/AAAAAAAAABs/M1pT-wK6O04/s200/fror.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Já ouviu falar da alegria existente nas pequenas coisas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;E na tristeza escondida nas pequenas coisas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;O céu cinza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Alegria ou tristeza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Agora tem uma árvore ao vento, mas e o céu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Continua cinzento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;O clima não muda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;É apenas o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Esse tempo acaba me enganando a respeito do clima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;De manhã: tempo bom... gostoso, que nos abraça e encanta (e engana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;De tarde: o tempo tá ficando nublado, e você percebe que o clima não muda, apenas é maquiado, de forma a amenizar a merda que você sabe que está lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Noite: você já sabe que tudo var dar errado mesmo, só que você pode controlar o tempo e a intensidade dos acontecimentos, pois ela são apenas consequências daquele dia chuvoso que você saiu e tomou banho na chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7625377395982271357-3599812130840157263?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/3599812130840157263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYL9dl-V3_c/R11Mm5x0PfI/AAAAAAAAABs/M1pT-wK6O04/s72-c/fror.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7625377395982271357.post-7249903405552125900</id><published>2007-11-30T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:49:17.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERGUNTANDO E MARTELANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;É mais um dia sem respostas para muitas perguntas que ficam martelando a minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu comprei um celular novo.&lt;br /&gt;Uma pergunta a menos.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje mamãe conheceu o pai de Matheus.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanto tempo...alguma pergunta?&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu falei com aquele bendito professor que nunca achava.&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas substituiram as que eu tinha.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu não fui ao reviver.&lt;br /&gt;Não é mais novidade, sem comentários.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu não tava legal, minha cabeça tava rodando de tanta pergunta,&lt;br /&gt;cheguei a me perguntar:&lt;br /&gt;O QUE EU FAÇO AQUI ME PERGUNTANDO?&lt;br /&gt;O QUE EU ESTOU PENSANDO?&lt;br /&gt;HEIM?&lt;br /&gt;O QUÊ?&lt;br /&gt;COMO?&lt;br /&gt;ESQUECE!&lt;br /&gt;VAI PROCURAR O QUE FAZER!&lt;br /&gt;Ai, ai...&lt;br /&gt;O comentário de quando não há mais o que falar.&lt;br /&gt;Até.&lt;br /&gt;Vou tirar meu celular da primeira carga dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-7249903405552125900?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/7249903405552125900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=7249903405552125900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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term='verão'/><title type='text'>Será?</title><content type='html'>Será que isso vai dar certo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7625377395982271357-2752797968755083348?l=famosasimone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://famosasimone.blogspot.com/feeds/2752797968755083348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7625377395982271357&amp;postID=2752797968755083348&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/2752797968755083348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7625377395982271357/posts/default/2752797968755083348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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