<?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-29180310</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:43:37.276-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean Waves</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-8814480690120597948</id><published>2007-06-01T22:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:17:51.796-01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RmCjipyuflI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vkhGiGKZvk8/s1600-h/xx-rays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071232996148674130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RmCjipyuflI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vkhGiGKZvk8/s320/xx-rays.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really don't understand you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm not trying to be a superior being at all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just don't want to see you hit the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;once again....&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/29180310-8814480690120597948?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8814480690120597948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=8814480690120597948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/8814480690120597948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/8814480690120597948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RmCjipyuflI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vkhGiGKZvk8/s72-c/xx-rays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-7744042079496482908</id><published>2007-05-21T15:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:17:51.961-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RlG6NZyufkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HBm5ylHFo_I/s1600-h/A%20espera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067035795193232962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RlG6NZyufkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HBm5ylHFo_I/s320/A%2520espera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le début du voyage est dans toi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-7744042079496482908?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7744042079496482908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=7744042079496482908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/7744042079496482908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/7744042079496482908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/le-dbut-du-voyage-est-dans-toi.html' title=''/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RlG6NZyufkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HBm5ylHFo_I/s72-c/A%2520espera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-2129404105127300194</id><published>2007-05-15T14:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-15T15:00:02.184Z</updated><title type='text'>STUPID GIRL</title><content type='html'>Hoje como acordei má cmas senákes... Aqui vai dedicado a alguém muito , mas mesmo muito "especial"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You pretend youre high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You pretend youre bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You pretend youre anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Just to be adored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Is what you get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;That you cant break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;All you had you wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;All you had you wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;What drives you on what drives you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Can drive you mad can drive you mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;A million lies to sell yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Is all you ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;That you cant waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Cant believe you fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Cant believe you fake it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe in anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;That you cant tame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;All you had you wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;All you had you wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Cant believe you fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Cant believe you fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Cant believe you fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Cant believe you fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;You stupid girl&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/29180310-2129404105127300194?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2129404105127300194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=2129404105127300194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/2129404105127300194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/2129404105127300194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/stupid-girl.html' title='STUPID GIRL'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-1316718131849817128</id><published>2007-03-20T15:18:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:17:52.216-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultraviolet (Light My Way) - U2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RgALgLitkoI/AAAAAAAAABo/KVPbWKqgD0k/s1600-h/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044044230137057922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RgALgLitkoI/AAAAAAAAABo/KVPbWKqgD0k/s320/lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like checking out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wanna get it wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can't always be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And love, it won't be long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, sugar, don't you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, child, wipe the tears from your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know I need you to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And the day it is dark, as the night is long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Feel like trash, you make me feel clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm in the black, can't see or be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby, light my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alright now, baby, baby, baby, light my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You bury your treasure where it can't be found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But your love is a secret that's been passed around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is a silence that comes to a house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where no-one can sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess it's the price of love; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know it's not cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, come on, baby, baby, baby, light my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, come on, baby, baby, baby, light my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby, light my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I remember when we could sleep on stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now we lie together in whispers and moans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I was all messed up and I heard opera in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Your love was a light bulb hanging over my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby, light my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, come on, baby, baby, baby, light my way.&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/29180310-1316718131849817128?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1316718131849817128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=1316718131849817128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/1316718131849817128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/1316718131849817128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/ultraviolet-light-my-way-u2.html' title='Ultraviolet (Light My Way) - U2'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RgALgLitkoI/AAAAAAAAABo/KVPbWKqgD0k/s72-c/lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-77421446857591776</id><published>2007-03-11T16:28:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:17:52.408-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alta Cena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfQ8jMwuU3I/AAAAAAAAABg/mMrJ8lm6Jw0/s1600-h/cartaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040720458353103730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfQ8jMwuU3I/AAAAAAAAABg/mMrJ8lm6Jw0/s320/cartaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Valeu a pena a espera....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Este ano o El Açor excedeu todas as expectativas... Mas é que foi mesmo... Desde a decoração do espaço, às tunas convidadas (apesar de uma se ter armada em esperta - língua diferente...eu dou-lhe a língua diferente), aos "sketchs" apresentados pelos Tunalhos (MUITO BONSSSSSSSSS MESMO), o vídeo final, para não falar do ponto alto de todo o festival - a actuação da tuna da casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   A., definitivamente o teu "Lá vai a Tuna!" antes do tempo vai ficar para a história...LOL - a cara do pandeireta ficou de matar...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Agora só resta esperar pelo ano que vem, para ver o que nos espera....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; P.S.: "Há coisas fantásticas não há!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-77421446857591776?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/77421446857591776/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=77421446857591776&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/77421446857591776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/77421446857591776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/alta-cena.html' title='Alta Cena'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfQ8jMwuU3I/AAAAAAAAABg/mMrJ8lm6Jw0/s72-c/cartaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-3666915569251975025</id><published>2007-03-10T13:03:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:17:54.017-01:00</updated><title type='text'>ECLIPSE - 04 Março 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK-m8wuU2I/AAAAAAAAABY/zbMX8UooN4s/s1600-h/P3030151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040300509335802722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK-m8wuU2I/AAAAAAAAABY/zbMX8UooN4s/s320/P3030151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK-UcwuU1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/c4elhE3EoYo/s1600-h/P3030157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040300191508222802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK-UcwuU1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/c4elhE3EoYo/s320/P3030157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK-AswuU0I/AAAAAAAAABI/d1uxSuw4ExM/s1600-h/P3030158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040299852205806402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK-AswuU0I/AAAAAAAAABI/d1uxSuw4ExM/s320/P3030158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK9uswuUzI/AAAAAAAAABA/YY-eKtlhgHU/s1600-h/P3030160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040299542968161074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK9uswuUzI/AAAAAAAAABA/YY-eKtlhgHU/s320/P3030160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK8pcwuUyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/sCuEPEYRNIc/s1600-h/P3030162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040298353262220066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK8pcwuUyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/sCuEPEYRNIc/s320/P3030162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK8McwuUxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6ioNR8iaHGU/s1600-h/P3030164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040297855046013714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK8McwuUxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6ioNR8iaHGU/s320/P3030164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK7e8wuUwI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MZTtNU0qPug/s1600-h/P3030165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040297073361965826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK7e8wuUwI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MZTtNU0qPug/s320/P3030165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK7G8wuUvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LmMSW09ci7Y/s1600-h/P3030170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040296661045105394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK7G8wuUvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LmMSW09ci7Y/s320/P3030170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noite inesquecível... Momento único muito bem passado... Éramos poucos, mas éramos bons....&lt;br /&gt;Não estavas lá fisicamente, mas lembrei-me de ti... Este post é dedicado a ti, A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/29180310-3666915569251975025?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3666915569251975025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=3666915569251975025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/3666915569251975025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/3666915569251975025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/eclipse.html' title='ECLIPSE - 04 Março 2007'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RfK-m8wuU2I/AAAAAAAAABY/zbMX8UooN4s/s72-c/P3030151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-8719700881585579959</id><published>2007-03-07T16:29:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T16:44:53.183-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you really think that?</title><content type='html'>You may not see it coming now,  but you have a bright future ahead of you. "Difficult times lie aheah!" - I read once and it was clear as water to me. Yes, "Difficult times lie ahead", but it will be these times that will build my, yours and everybody's character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ever said that youth is wasted on the young is absolutly right... So I try to be wise and I try to be good... to you and to those who surround me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me once that when I'm the most quiet is when I need to talk the most... That person is absolutetly right - I never noticed that before you told me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... is in little, but powerfull and intense moments like the ones we have all together that I go to get strength when I need it the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not easy... but I think I'm happy... even if my life is as confusing as it is right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm feeling good... :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-8719700881585579959?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8719700881585579959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=8719700881585579959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/8719700881585579959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/8719700881585579959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-you-really-think-that.html' title='Do you really think that?'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-7190027921639581958</id><published>2007-01-08T00:47:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:17:54.186-01:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RaGjDmAMQpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JKzj5P8NW6M/s1600-h/Imagem3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017470742003729042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RaGjDmAMQpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JKzj5P8NW6M/s320/Imagem3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Ano novo ... Vida nova?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Num xei... Mas seria bem fixe se saisse desta imensa inércia que me rodeia dia após dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Espero que este ano se revele melhor do que os anteriores (à excepção de determinados momentos de 2006).....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-7190027921639581958?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7190027921639581958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=7190027921639581958&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/7190027921639581958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/7190027921639581958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BS54kN2HOg/RaGjDmAMQpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JKzj5P8NW6M/s72-c/Imagem3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115910957935123145</id><published>2006-09-24T14:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:54:28.006Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Cena do além&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 66% Feminine, 34% Masculine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/gender-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are in touch with your feminine side.Sensitive, intuitive, and caring are all words that describe you.And you're just masculine enough to relate to both men and women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém tivesse dúvidas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are: 70% Dog, 30% Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/animal-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You and dogs definitely have a lot in common.You're both goofy, happy, and content with the small things in life.However, you're definitely not as needy as the average dog. You need your down time occasionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumorecatordogquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora resta escolher a raça...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/feel-good-inc.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Love forever love is free.Let's turn forever you and me."&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, you were loving life and feeling no pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A parte mais engraçada é que até não fui muito à bola com esta música&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #e1e1e1" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/black.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;For you, comfort and calm are very important.You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sempre bom descobrirmos coisas novas sobre nós mesmos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/29180310-115910957935123145?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115910957935123145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115910957935123145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115910957935123145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115910957935123145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115861326046617641</id><published>2006-09-18T20:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:01:00.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Back from outta space... or maybe not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Após pedidos de várias famílias aqui estou eu para alegria de muitos e tristeza de muitos mais!;0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Durante o meu interregno viajei... foi muuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiitooooooooooo fixe!lol (mais que não seja não 'tava a pastar em casa sem fazer nada).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas acima de tudo vi Pearl Jam ao vivo... Acho que ainda não cai em mim por completo! Era daqueles sonhos que pomos lá no fundo da gaveta, para ver se não nos dói muito o facto de o não realizar... e de repente às três pancadas resolvo que vou e vou mesmo... muito à frente!lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/04-09-2006_Lisbon__Portugal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O concerto foi espectacular... Tive apenas duas hipóteses: ou saltava... ou saltava! O público parecia um daqueles grandes coros... mais ensaiados do que a "Salve Rainha"... A energia era incrível...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Acima de tudo não tenho palavras ainda para descrever com justiça o que senti naquele dia... Foi muito à frente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-115861326046617641?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115861326046617641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115861326046617641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115861326046617641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115861326046617641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-from-outta-space-or-maybe-not.html' title='Back from outta space... or maybe not'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115710875597872132</id><published>2006-09-01T11:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:05:56.306Z</updated><title type='text'>02-09-2006 a 12-09-2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Este post é apenas um aviso que nos próximos 10 dias estarei ausente da blogesfera... Afinal as conversações deram frutos muito bons ;0). Mas acima de tudo vou realizar um sonho... A pista vai abaixo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/PJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ana, Joana... (até rimou) preparem os telemóveis na segunda, se tiver discernimento suficiente ligo-vos!LOL ;0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-115710875597872132?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115710875597872132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115710875597872132&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115710875597872132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115710875597872132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/09/02-09-2006-12-09-2006.html' title='02-09-2006 a 12-09-2006'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115686556183353304</id><published>2006-08-29T15:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-29T15:32:41.853Z</updated><title type='text'>2006-08-29</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/mundo%20na%20mao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/mundo%20na%20mao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saber ler na vida - Folhear honestamente a Vida&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonadamente a Vida,&lt;br /&gt;Nas arcas da noite, nas arenas do dia.&lt;br /&gt;Risos, lágrimas, serenos rostos aparentes&lt;br /&gt;Como se abríssemos cada dia a verde lima do espanto.&lt;br /&gt;Não passar folhas em branco sem as entender,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar rostos como quem tacteia rugas&lt;br /&gt;Descobrindo planetas de mágoas ou rios de alegria.&lt;br /&gt;A primeira página é o segredo puro&lt;br /&gt;              dos acabados de gritar o primeiro grito,&lt;br /&gt;Iluminada inocência do futuro.&lt;br /&gt;E tudo isto&lt;br /&gt;Entre vermes, frutos, flores, rinocerontes, pássaros,&lt;br /&gt;Cães fiéis,&lt;br /&gt;Águas e pedras&lt;br /&gt;E o fraterno fogo que acendemos a cada hora,&lt;br /&gt;Na maravilha que é estendermos a nossa mão&lt;br /&gt;Para outra mão apertar simplesmente.&lt;br /&gt;Mão pela qual corre o sangue como um rio de fogo,&lt;br /&gt;Fraterno fogo, suave fogo.&lt;br /&gt;Só temos tantos anos para ler este livro&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do sol,&lt;br /&gt;Para este fogo buscar.&lt;br /&gt;Chamarás ciência, cultura, vida,&lt;br /&gt;           Esperança, dor a tudo isto&lt;br /&gt;Até nada.&lt;br /&gt;Mas lê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Matilde Rosa Araújo, in &lt;em&gt;Alguém no Meio de Nós&lt;/em&gt;, 2 (1969)&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/29180310-115686556183353304?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115686556183353304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115686556183353304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115686556183353304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115686556183353304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/2006-08-29.html' title='2006-08-29'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115636514685547331</id><published>2006-08-23T20:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:32:26.870Z</updated><title type='text'>Conversações</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/suicide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/suicide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Meu deus....&lt;br /&gt;'Tava tão desacnsadinha no meu canto... Eis que chega um furacão a pedir para eu mudar os meus planos tão cuidadosamente feitos. Acho que as conversações com o Hezzbollah devem ser muito mais fáceis do que as que 'tou a passar (lol)&lt;br /&gt;Mas se tudo correr bem, ao contrário do que pensava se calhar o meu Verão ainda vai ficar melhor....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A música teve de ser mudada a pedido de muitas famílias ;0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Espero que seja do agrado do seu porta-voz)&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/29180310-115636514685547331?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115636514685547331/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115636514685547331&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115636514685547331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115636514685547331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/conversaes.html' title='Conversações'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115582969812122412</id><published>2006-08-17T15:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-17T16:13:52.026Z</updated><title type='text'>Wish You Were Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="www.thenewgroup.com/IMAGES/fish_bowl.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, so you think you can tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heaven from Hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue skies from pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you tell a green field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;From a cold steel rail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;A smile from a veil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you think you can tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;And did they get you to trade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your heroes for ghosts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot ashes for trees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot air for a cool breeze?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cold confort for change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;And did you exchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;A walk on part in the war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a lead role in a cage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;How I wish, how I wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;We're just two lost souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Swimming in a fish bowl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Year after year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Running over the same old ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;What have we found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The same old fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Roger Waters e David Gilmour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acordei hoje com esta música na cabeça (já 'tava com saudades de a ouvir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acho que a minha musa de inspiração não quer nada comigo nestes últimos dias! ;0)&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/29180310-115582969812122412?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115582969812122412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115582969812122412&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115582969812122412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115582969812122412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish You Were Here'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115560240731898349</id><published>2006-08-15T00:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:40:07.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Scar Tissue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Scar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tissue that I wished you saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Sarcastic mister know it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Close your eyes and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll kiss you 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Push me up against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Young Kentucky Girl in a push-up bra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Fallin' all over myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;To lick your heart and taste you health 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Blood loss in a bathroom stall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Southern girl with a scarlet drawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Wave good-bye to ma and pa 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Soft spoken with a broken jaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Step outside but not to brawl in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Autumn's sweet we call it fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Scar tissue that I wished you saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Sarcastic mister know it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Anthony Kiedis, Flea, John Frusciante, Chad Smith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got nothing else to say today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Enterrando o passado para  poder olhar o futuro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eternal, you know what this means ;0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-115560240731898349?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115560240731898349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115560240731898349&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115560240731898349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115560240731898349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/scar-tissue.html' title='Scar Tissue'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115551476119773578</id><published>2006-08-14T00:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:19:21.196Z</updated><title type='text'>2005 - 08 - 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/U2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/400/U2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Não tenho nada a dizer senão... EU FUI&lt;br /&gt;(ainda 'tou-me a recompor, valeu a pena toda a espera e sacrifício) &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/29180310-115551476119773578?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115551476119773578/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115551476119773578&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115551476119773578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115551476119773578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/2005-08-14_14.html' title='2005 - 08 - 14'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115550587173818030</id><published>2006-08-13T21:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:51:11.750Z</updated><title type='text'>The Lake House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/The%20Lake%20House.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/The%20Lake%20House.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;Estou a escrever este post acabadinha de vir do cinema. "The Lake House" (cujo título português não está muito bem traduzido) é um filme que o melhor a fazer para descrevê-lo é nem sequer tentar descrevê-lo... é ir ao cinema e ver o filme. Digam os críticos e críticas o que disserem eu gostei do filme. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Acima de tudo fez-me pensar nos encontros e desencontros ao longo das nossas vidas... &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/29180310-115550587173818030?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115550587173818030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115550587173818030&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115550587173818030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115550587173818030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/lake-house.html' title='The Lake House'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115530639458407552</id><published>2006-08-11T14:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-11T14:27:24.696Z</updated><title type='text'>Superman Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/superman_main_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/superman_main_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;Fui ver o filme ontem... 'Tá engraçado! A escolha do "elenco" foi muito BOA (LOOL). Pessoalmente não gostei do modo como a personagem de Lois Lane foi abordada [eu cá fazia melhor ;0)]. Mesmo quem não tenha visto os outros filmes, a história está construída de maneira a que se perceba (mais ou menos) o que se passou. &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/29180310-115530639458407552?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115530639458407552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115530639458407552&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115530639458407552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115530639458407552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/superman-returns.html' title='Superman Returns'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115516816009488261</id><published>2006-08-09T23:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:10:02.563Z</updated><title type='text'>Neura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Neura é aquele estado indefinido em que nos encontramos quando nos sentimos estranhos mas não sabemos explicar o que temos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;É terrível. Ficamos irritadiços, com má cara. Depois sentimo-nos bem e a seguir volta tudo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Estar de neura ou com a telha é mais incómodo para o próprio do que para aqueles que nos rodeiam. Aqueles que nos rodeiam podem sempre virar costas e mandar-nos dar uma volta. Mas nós temos que nos aturar... É deveras complicado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Estou com ataque de individualismo. Só me apetece estar sossegada. Não me apetece falar com ninguém! Gostava de estar na praia a olhar para o mar. Isso acalma-me...Não me apetece estar fechada. Prefiro estar num espaço mais amplo. Até posso estar numa espaço fechado desde que tenha liberdade de movimentos.Estou mesmo com a neura... Não estou a ser coerente!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lua.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/016617.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;http://lua.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/016617.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Felizmente esse estado de espírito já me passou e agora encaro o mundo com os meus olhos virados para o novo e desonhecido futuro que me aguarda. Já a música dizia "Que sera, sera... Whatever will be, will be".;0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&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/29180310-115516816009488261?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115516816009488261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115516816009488261&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115516816009488261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115516816009488261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/08/neura.html' title='Neura'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115422893696753787</id><published>2006-07-30T02:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:08:56.970Z</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/sem%20t??tulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estou cansada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estou cansada de tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero em dias como hoje ganhar asas e voar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Voar para onde ninguém me conheça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Voar para onde eu seja apenas a única em ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero que me encontres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero que me abraces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quero que me mintas e digas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Esá tudo bem!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não sei para onde vou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ou sequer para onde quero ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sei apenas que vejo o tempo a passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E cada vez mais me sinto presa a uma realidade que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;não parece ser a minha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired"&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/29180310-115422893696753787?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115422893696753787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115422893696753787&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115422893696753787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115422893696753787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/07/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115314658372368100</id><published>2006-07-17T14:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-30T02:58:36.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Nessun Dorma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/samantha%20princess%20colored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/samantha%20princess%20colored.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma…!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu pure, o Principessa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nella tua fredda stanza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guardi le stelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;che tremano d'amore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e di speranza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;il nome mio nessun saprà!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, no, sulla tua bocca lo dirò&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando la luce splenderà!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ed il mio bacio scioglerà il silencio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;che ti fa mia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dilegua, o notte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tramontate, stelle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All'alba vincerò!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vincerò! Vincerò!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Giacomo Puccini, &lt;em&gt;Turandot&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/29180310-115314658372368100?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115314658372368100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115314658372368100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115314658372368100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115314658372368100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/07/nessun-dorma.html' title='Nessun Dorma'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115280725059687658</id><published>2006-07-13T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:14:10.613Z</updated><title type='text'>A Silvia</title><content type='html'>Silvia, rimembri ancora&lt;br /&gt;Quel tempo della tua vita mortale,&lt;br /&gt;Quando beltà splendea&lt;br /&gt;Negli occhi tuoi ridenti e fuggitivi,&lt;br /&gt;E tu, lieta e pensosa, il limitare&lt;br /&gt;Di gioventù salivi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonavan le quiete&lt;br /&gt;Stanze, e le vie dintorno,&lt;br /&gt;Al tuo perpetuo canto,&lt;br /&gt;Allor che all'opre femminili intenta&lt;br /&gt;Sedevi, assai contenta&lt;br /&gt;Di quel vago avvenir che in mente avevi.&lt;br /&gt;Era il maggio odoroso: e tu solevi&lt;br /&gt;Così menare il giorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io gli studi leggiadri&lt;br /&gt;Talor lasciando e le sudate carte,&lt;br /&gt;Ove il tempo mio primo&lt;br /&gt;E di me si spendea la miglior parte,&lt;br /&gt;D'in su i veroni del paterno ostello&lt;br /&gt;Porgea gli orecchi al suon della tua voce,&lt;br /&gt;Ed alla man veloce&lt;br /&gt;Che percorrea la faticosa tela.&lt;br /&gt;Mirava il ciel sereno,&lt;br /&gt;Le vie dorate e gli orti,&lt;br /&gt;E quinci il mar da lungi, e quindi il monte.&lt;br /&gt;Lingua mortal non dice&lt;br /&gt;Quel ch'io sentiva in seno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che pensieri soavi,&lt;br /&gt;Che speranze, che cori, o Silvia mia!&lt;br /&gt;Quale allor ci apparia&lt;br /&gt;La vita umana e il fato!&lt;br /&gt;Quando sovviemmi di cotanta speme,&lt;br /&gt;Un affetto mi preme&lt;br /&gt;Acerbo e sconsolato,&lt;br /&gt;E tornami a doler di mia sventura.&lt;br /&gt;O natura, o natura,&lt;br /&gt;Perchè non rendi poi&lt;br /&gt;Quel che prometti allor? perchè di tanto&lt;br /&gt;Inganni i figli tuoi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu pria che l'erbe inaridisse il verno,&lt;br /&gt;Da chiuso morbo combattuta e vinta,Perivi, o tenerella.&lt;br /&gt;E non vedeviIl fior degli anni tuoi;&lt;br /&gt;Non ti molceva il core&lt;br /&gt;La dolce lode or delle negre chiome,&lt;br /&gt;Or degli sguardi innamorati e schivi;&lt;br /&gt;Nè teco le compagne ai dì festivi&lt;br /&gt;Ragionavan d'amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche peria fra poco&lt;br /&gt;La speranza mia dolce: agli anni miei&lt;br /&gt;Anche negaro i fatiLa giovanezza.&lt;br /&gt;Ahi come,Come passata sei,&lt;br /&gt;Cara compagna dell'età mia nova,&lt;br /&gt;Mia lacrimata speme!&lt;br /&gt;Questo è quel mondo? questiI diletti, l'amor, l'opre, gli eventi&lt;br /&gt;Onde cotanto ragionammo insieme?&lt;br /&gt;Questa la sorte dell'umane genti?&lt;br /&gt;All'apparir del vero&lt;br /&gt;Tu, misera, cadesti: e con la mano&lt;br /&gt;La fredda morte ed una tomba ignuda&lt;br /&gt;Mostravi di lontano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-115280725059687658?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115280725059687658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115280725059687658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115280725059687658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115280725059687658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/07/silvia.html' title='A Silvia'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115145481021868501</id><published>2006-06-28T00:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:35:30.736Z</updated><title type='text'>Emily Dickinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/brucecastle4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/brucecastle4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I could not stop for Death,&lt;br /&gt;He kindly stopped for me;&lt;br /&gt;The carriage held but just ourselves&lt;br /&gt;And Immortality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We slowly drove, he knew no haste,&lt;br /&gt;And I had put away&lt;br /&gt;My labor, and my leisure too,&lt;br /&gt;For his civility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the school where children played&lt;br /&gt;At wrestling in a ring;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the fields of gazing grain,&lt;br /&gt;We passed the setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paused before a house that seemed&lt;br /&gt;A swelling of the ground;&lt;br /&gt;The roof was scarcely visible,&lt;br /&gt;The cornice but a mound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="16"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then ’t is centuries; but each&lt;br /&gt;Feels shorter than the day&lt;br /&gt;I first surmised the horses’ heads&lt;br /&gt;Were toward eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/113/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-115145481021868501?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115145481021868501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115145481021868501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115145481021868501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115145481021868501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/emily-dickinson.html' title='Emily Dickinson'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115093675421932366</id><published>2006-06-22T00:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:43:24.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Soul - Kubb</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/floating.jpg" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don’t want to watch The Street on TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don’t want to hear about your day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ve got no time to hear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About how much you care &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shut your mouth and come this way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm the weirdo in your bedroom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can see you in the dark' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I take it out on you and watch you lose control &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My wicked soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let’s disconnect all communication &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ve told your mother not to call &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So lay down on the bed Cause now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ve locked the door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we don’t live out there no more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m a weirdo in your bedroom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can’t see you in the dark &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I take it out on you and watch you lose control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My wicked soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Kubb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-115093675421932366?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115093675421932366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115093675421932366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115093675421932366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115093675421932366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/wicked-soul-kubb.html' title='Wicked Soul - Kubb'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115084578220855120</id><published>2006-06-20T22:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:28:17.460Z</updated><title type='text'>Whispers of Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/intro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/200/intro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whispers of Loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os meus parabéns a todos os envolvidos, a demo está AMAZING!!!!&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/29180310-115084578220855120?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115084578220855120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115084578220855120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115084578220855120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115084578220855120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/whispers-of-loneliness.html' title='Whispers of Loneliness'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115072706688190825</id><published>2006-06-19T14:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:24:26.896Z</updated><title type='text'>"Hold me, Thrill me, Kiss me, Kill me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/femme-fee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/200/femme-fee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know how you took it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You just know what you got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Oh Lordy you've been stealing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the theives and you got caught &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the headlights &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of a stretch car &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're a star &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me importava nada de ser a estrela...lol;0)&lt;br /&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/29180310-115072706688190825?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115072706688190825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115072706688190825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115072706688190825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115072706688190825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/hold-me-thrill-me-kiss-me-kill-me.html' title='&quot;Hold me, Thrill me, Kiss me, Kill me&quot;'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-115023956059592106</id><published>2006-06-13T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:59:20.603Z</updated><title type='text'>"A amizade torna-se mais forte quando os interesses são comuns"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/wave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Axo k é apenas um ponto de partida... depois não sei... &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/29180310-115023956059592106?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/115023956059592106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=115023956059592106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115023956059592106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/115023956059592106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/amizade-torna-se-mais-forte-quando-os.html' title='&quot;A amizade torna-se mais forte quando os interesses são comuns&quot;'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-114997435881118865</id><published>2006-06-10T21:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:05:05.800Z</updated><title type='text'>"Quem acolhe um benefício com gratidão, paga a primeira prestação da sua dívida" - Séneca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/tsunami1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/tsunami1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gratidão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um conceito que decerto está a cair em desuso por muita "boa gente". Eu tenho consciência de ser uma pessoa grata, mesmo que muitas vezes possa não parecer. Sei que falo muitas vezes de boca cheia e que muitos consideram isso como sinal de prepotência, se não mesmo de arrogância.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isto hoje é assim... Quero, posso e mando e não me interessa quantas pessoas deixo atrás depois de passar por cima delas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Espero que, mesmo nos meus momentos mais cegos, não me porte desta maneira, não por ter medo de algum "Juízo Final", mas apenas por não ter de magoar ninguém, nesta corrida incessante que é a Vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acima de tudo desejo que, especialmente aqueles que me são queridos (e mesmo aqueles que não o são), encontrem o seu lugar no mundo e que com pouco ou muito sejam FELIZES!;0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S.: Sabes quem és e aqui fica o meu MUITO OBRIGADO por tudo e estou-te eternamente grata.;0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-114997435881118865?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/114997435881118865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=114997435881118865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114997435881118865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114997435881118865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/quem-acolhe-um-benefcio-com-gratido.html' title='&quot;Quem acolhe um benefício com gratidão, paga a primeira prestação da sua dívida&quot; - Séneca'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-114955557345816343</id><published>2006-06-06T00:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-10T20:59:41.896Z</updated><title type='text'>"I've got you under my skin"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/HPIM0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/200/HPIM0930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Ora aí está uma frase que levei tempo a perceber (graças às minhas traduções literais), mas a realidade é que até uma frase um bocado altamente! Não me importava nada de ter o "meu amigo" Bono no meu ouvido esquerdo (sim, porque sou de esquerda, apesar de escrever com a direita) a cantar-me este verso e todos aqueles que ele quisesse... Mas não posso, mas se não fosse casada e mãe de cinco filhos, o colega não me escapava! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Mas pondo delírios de parte e regressando à dura e fria realidade... o que estou a ver a perspectivar-se no meu futuro mais próximo é aproximadamente três meses a bezerrar em casa, sem poder "fare money" para poder pagar as minhas dívidas (já que estou a dever até as minha cuecas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000066;"&gt;Bom, como o efeito da medicação já está a passar tenho de ir, mas sem antes deixar o potentíssimo pensamento:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;"Não mostres os dentes se não podes morder"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-114955557345816343?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/114955557345816343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=114955557345816343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114955557345816343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114955557345816343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-got-you-under-my-skin.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ve got you under my skin&quot;'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-114928378391617872</id><published>2006-06-03T04:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:29:43.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Cucu</title><content type='html'>Estou maravilhada....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29180310-114928378391617872?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/114928378391617872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=114928378391617872&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114928378391617872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114928378391617872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/cucu.html' title='Cucu'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29180310.post-114928501012199110</id><published>2006-06-02T21:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:50:10.123Z</updated><title type='text'>"Todas as virtudes têm irmãs que desonram a família! - Multatuli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/1600/HPIM0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/3102/320/HPIM0940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aqui estou eu a fazer a minha estreia... Perdoem-me os profissionais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Por ser a estreia deixo apenas o título!;0)&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/29180310-114928501012199110?l=wavingaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/feeds/114928501012199110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29180310&amp;postID=114928501012199110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114928501012199110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29180310/posts/default/114928501012199110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wavingaround.blogspot.com/2006/06/todas-as-virtudes-tm-irms-que-desonram.html' title='&quot;Todas as virtudes têm irmãs que desonram a família! - Multatuli'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039889328061091933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
