<?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-14484751</id><updated>2011-08-17T21:58:19.694+01:00</updated><category term='Eventos'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Mensagens'/><category term='Diário'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Fotos'/><category term='Desabafos'/><category term='Pensamento'/><category term='Caricatura'/><category term='Diálogo'/><title type='text'>um bocadinho de mim....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-1754482087396741228</id><published>2011-06-16T21:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:16:46.394+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Actualização</title><content type='html'>Passei por aqui sem querer e fiquei com saudades. Já não 'alimento' o meu 'cantinho' faz muito tempo...e tanta coisa mudou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partilho a vida, os dias, as horas com o grande amor da minha vida. Finalmente temos a nossa casinha. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;O Rafael está quase a mostrar o seu sorriso ao mundo e em pouco menos de um mês vou ter a maravilhosa experiência de ser mãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade é feita de pequenos momentos, pequenas conquistas e de muito amor.&lt;br /&gt;Nesse aspecto sou uma sortuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A actualização que tenho a fazer é a seguinte: sou muito feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1754482087396741228?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1754482087396741228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2011/06/actualizacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ic0FCyZUo1E&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ic0FCyZUo1E&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid mouth has got me in trouble &lt;br /&gt;I said too much again &lt;br /&gt;to a date over dinner yesterday &lt;br /&gt;and I could see she was offended &lt;br /&gt;she said "well anyway" &lt;br /&gt;just dying for a subject change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, another social casualty &lt;br /&gt;score one more for me &lt;br /&gt;how could I forget &lt;br /&gt;mama said "think before speaking" &lt;br /&gt;no filter in my head &lt;br /&gt;oh, what's a boy to do? &lt;br /&gt;I guess he better find one soon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bit our lips &lt;br /&gt;she looked out the window &lt;br /&gt;rolling tiny balls of napkin paper &lt;br /&gt;I played a quick game of chess &lt;br /&gt;with the salt and pepper shaker &lt;br /&gt;and I could see clearly &lt;br /&gt;an indelible line was drawn &lt;br /&gt;between what was good, what just slipped out &lt;br /&gt;and what went wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, another social casualty &lt;br /&gt;score one more for me &lt;br /&gt;how could I forget &lt;br /&gt;mama said "think before speaking" &lt;br /&gt;No filter in my head &lt;br /&gt;oh, what's a boy to do? &lt;br /&gt;I guess he better find one soon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never speaking up again &lt;br /&gt;it only hurts me &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me &lt;br /&gt;oh, I'm never speaking up again &lt;br /&gt;starting now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing &lt;br /&gt;why is it my fault? &lt;br /&gt;so maybe I try too hard &lt;br /&gt;but it's all because of this desire &lt;br /&gt;I just want to be liked; I just want to be funny &lt;br /&gt;look like the joke's on me &lt;br /&gt;so call me Captain Backfire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, another social casualty &lt;br /&gt;score one more for me &lt;br /&gt;how could I forget &lt;br /&gt;mama said "think before speaking" &lt;br /&gt;no filter in my head &lt;br /&gt;oh, what's a boy to do? &lt;br /&gt;I guess he better find one soon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never speaking up again &lt;br /&gt;it only hurts me &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me &lt;br /&gt;oh, I'm never speaking up again &lt;br /&gt;I'm never speaking up again &lt;br /&gt;I'm never speaking up again &lt;br /&gt;starting now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5203286799552954574?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6972538569624888986</id><published>2010-06-30T08:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T08:54:07.170+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Can't Take My Eyes Off You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBOQc3L1t1A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBOQc3L1t1A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banda sonora do dia :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6972538569624888986?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6972538569624888986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/cant-take-my-eyes-off-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6972538569624888986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6972538569624888986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/cant-take-my-eyes-off-you.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Can&apos;t Take My Eyes Off You&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3931457016334513088</id><published>2010-06-25T09:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:27:37.422+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Give it Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFpu_qvnDbE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFpu_qvnDbE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro esta música, põe-me bem disposta! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3931457016334513088?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3931457016334513088/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/give-it-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3931457016334513088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3931457016334513088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/give-it-away.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Give it Away&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-644480908984648333</id><published>2010-06-23T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:26:44.855+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Looking For Paradise </title><content type='html'>já encontrei o meu...contigo :)&lt;br /&gt;Adoro esta música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_rtVqZxB7w&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_rtVqZxB7w&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody say oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving in a fast car&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Don´t know where I´m going&lt;br /&gt;But i gotta get there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me siento perdido&lt;br /&gt;Inquieto, solo y confundido&lt;br /&gt;Entonces me ato a las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;Y al mundo entero le doy vueltas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing for somebody like you&lt;br /&gt;Sorta like me baby&lt;br /&gt;Yo canto para alguien como tú&lt;br /&gt;Pon la oreja, nena&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy buscando ese momento&lt;br /&gt;La música, que cuando llega&lt;br /&gt;Me llena con su sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;Con sentimiento, vida llena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the sideway&lt;br /&gt;Looking for innocence&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make some sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo canto para alguien como tú&lt;br /&gt;Sólo como tú, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing for somebody like you&lt;br /&gt;What about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing for someone&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you&lt;br /&gt;Tú, dime a quién le cantas&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's something about you there&lt;br /&gt;Speaks to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Speaks to my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing for someone&lt;br /&gt;Sorta like you&lt;br /&gt;Yo canto para alguien&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, someone like me&lt;br /&gt;Sólo como tú, oh, my sister&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo va buscando ese lugar&lt;br /&gt;Looking for paradise&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ese corazón herido&lt;br /&gt;La música le da sentido&lt;br /&gt;Te damos con la voz tus alas&lt;br /&gt;Le damos a tus pies camino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh is anybody out there&lt;br /&gt;Feel like i feel&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a better way&lt;br /&gt;So we can heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing for somebody like you&lt;br /&gt;Sorta like me baby&lt;br /&gt;Yo canto para alguien como tú&lt;br /&gt;Sólo como tú&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;Yo canto para ti&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing for someone&lt;br /&gt;Yo canto para alguien&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's something about you there&lt;br /&gt;Speaks to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Speaks to my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing for someone&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;Sorta like you&lt;br /&gt;Yo canto para alguien&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you, someone like me&lt;br /&gt;Sólo como tú, oh, my sister&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo va buscando ese lugar&lt;br /&gt;Looking for paradise&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for paradise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-644480908984648333?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/644480908984648333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-for-paradise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/644480908984648333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/644480908984648333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-for-paradise.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Looking For Paradise &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-2552934100001461192</id><published>2010-06-23T20:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:24:25.879+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Love Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLTPKKt-pMs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLTPKKt-pMs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O videoclip está espectacular! Adoro a música!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-2552934100001461192?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/2552934100001461192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2552934100001461192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2552934100001461192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-lost.html' title='Love Lost'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8407507618846879749</id><published>2010-05-31T09:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T09:37:06.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Apanhados da Tânia Carvalho - Subsídio de Férias</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-fhy6IpW-IM&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-fhy6IpW-IM&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8407507618846879749?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8407507618846879749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-apanhados-da-tania-carvalho-subsidio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8407507618846879749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8407507618846879749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/05/os-apanhados-da-tania-carvalho-subsidio.html' title='Os Apanhados da Tânia Carvalho - Subsídio de Férias'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4611306959444317735</id><published>2010-05-28T13:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:38:53.011+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Before The Worst </title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_d3lQYo0J-E&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_d3lQYo0J-E&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since the two of us talked&lt;br /&gt;About a week since the day you walked&lt;br /&gt;Knowing things would never be the same&lt;br /&gt;With your empty heart and mine full of pain&lt;br /&gt;So explain to me, how it came to this&lt;br /&gt;Take it back to the night we kissed&lt;br /&gt;It was Dublin city on a Friday night&lt;br /&gt;You were vodkas and coke, I was Guinness all night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting with our backs against the world&lt;br /&gt;Saying things that we thought but never heard&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought it would end up like this?&lt;br /&gt;Where everything we talked about is gone &lt;br /&gt;And the only chance we have of moving on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is try to take it back &lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the worst, before we mend &lt;br /&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to love again &lt;br /&gt;Before too late, before too long &lt;br /&gt;Lets try to take it back &lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time, that we'd stay up all night&lt;br /&gt;Best friends talking till the daylight &lt;br /&gt;Took the joys alongside the pain&lt;br /&gt;With not much to loose, but so much to gain&lt;br /&gt;Are hearing me? Cause I don't wanna miss, &lt;br /&gt;Set you a drift on memory bliss &lt;br /&gt;It was Grafton Street on a rainy night &lt;br /&gt;I was down on one knee and you where mine for life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We we're thinking we would never be apart &lt;br /&gt;With your name tattooed across my heart &lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought it would end up like this?&lt;br /&gt;Where everything we talked about is gone &lt;br /&gt;And the only chance we have of moving on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is try to take it back &lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the worst, before we mend &lt;br /&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to love again &lt;br /&gt;Before too late, before too long &lt;br /&gt;Lets try to take it back &lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the clouds don't clear&lt;br /&gt;Then well rise above it, well rise above it&lt;br /&gt;Heavens gate is so near&lt;br /&gt;Come walk with me through &lt;br /&gt;Just like we use to, just like we use to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take it back &lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the worst, before we mend &lt;br /&gt;Before our hearts decide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to love again &lt;br /&gt;Before too late, before too long &lt;br /&gt;Lets try to take it back &lt;br /&gt;Before it all went wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4611306959444317735?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4611306959444317735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/05/before-worst.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4611306959444317735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4611306959444317735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/05/before-worst.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Before The Worst &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5928055514153091983</id><published>2010-05-18T07:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:43:39.130+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Whataya Want From Me </title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/YhTAQ53cmCY/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YhTAQ53cmCY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YhTAQ53cmCY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Adam Lambert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, slow it down whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm afraid whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might have been a time &lt;br /&gt;When I would give myself away &lt;br /&gt;Oooh once upon a time I didn't give a damn &lt;br /&gt;But now, here we are so whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't give up I'm workin it out &lt;br /&gt;Please don't give in, I will let you down &lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe &lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around &lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's plain to see (plain to see) &lt;br /&gt;that baby you're beautiful &lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing wrong with you &lt;br /&gt;(nothing wrong with you) &lt;br /&gt;It's me, I'm a freak (yeah) &lt;br /&gt;but thanks for lovin' me &lt;br /&gt;Cause you're doing it perfectly &lt;br /&gt;(it perfectly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might have been a time &lt;br /&gt;When I would let you slip away &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even try &lt;br /&gt;But I think you could save my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't give up I'm workin' it out &lt;br /&gt;Please don't give in, I won't let you down &lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe &lt;br /&gt;Just keep comin around &lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me (Whataya want from me) &lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me (Whataya want from me) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't give up on me &lt;br /&gt;(uuuuuuh) I won't let you down &lt;br /&gt;No, I won't let you down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So hey) just don't give up &lt;br /&gt;I'm workin it out &lt;br /&gt;Please don't give in, &lt;br /&gt;I won't let you down &lt;br /&gt;It messed me up (It messed me up) &lt;br /&gt;Need a second to breathe &lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around &lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't give up I'm workin' it out &lt;br /&gt;Please don't give in, i won't let you down &lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe &lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around &lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me (whataya want from me) &lt;br /&gt;whataya want from me (whataya want from me) &lt;br /&gt;whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADORO ADORO ADORO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5928055514153091983?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/5928055514153091983/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/05/whataya-want-from-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5928055514153091983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5928055514153091983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/05/whataya-want-from-me.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Whataya Want From Me &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3881196074332067536</id><published>2010-05-07T09:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:24:59.839+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>This Orient - Foals</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/52NNbxkniLk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8202426736677268402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8202426736677268402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8202426736677268402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-1867679032676928308</id><published>2010-04-16T11:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T12:56:35.196+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Até já...Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S8hPsMz5HII/AAAAAAAAAK8/03vRqxPlFp8/s1600/dest_logobestrock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S8hPsMz5HII/AAAAAAAAAK8/03vRqxPlFp8/s400/dest_logobestrock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460702168958442626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os últimos dias têm sido dolorosos a nível das emoções. É muito difícil deixarmos e despedirmo-nos de quem gostamos, do que adoramos fazer...mas tem que ser. São os caminhos da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Foram 3 anos em que aprendi muito, tive o melhor professor, colega e amigo...Miguel Peixoto! Trabalhei com uma pequena grande equipa de bons colegas e amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S8hQGCpM_XI/AAAAAAAAALE/GlrOsJpFOPI/s1600/IMGP2179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S8hQGCpM_XI/AAAAAAAAALE/GlrOsJpFOPI/s400/IMGP2179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460702612905852274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diverti-me imenso, tenho histórias e episódios para contar que nunca mais acabam. Adoro, adorava o que fazia. Pouca gente tem a sorte de o poder dizer. Nesse aspecto sou uma sortuda.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, Miguel. Obrigada, Best Rock, equipa, ouvintes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é um dia triste porque esta etapa acabou e já sinto saudades. Eu que até consigo controlar bem as emoções hoje foi impossível...sensibilidade à flor da pele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda feira começa um novo dia, um novo desafio, que vou agarrar com o mesmo empenho e dedicação com que faço tudo na vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A distância não vai trazer esquecimento mas sim saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1867679032676928308?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1867679032676928308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/04/ate-jabest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1867679032676928308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1867679032676928308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/04/ate-jabest.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Até já...Best&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S8hPsMz5HII/AAAAAAAAAK8/03vRqxPlFp8/s72-c/dest_logobestrock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8912766442230279527</id><published>2010-04-13T14:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:58:12.515+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>O futuro</title><content type='html'>"O futuro tem muitos nomes. Para os fracos, é o inatingível. Para os temerosos, o desconhecido. Para os valentes, é a oportunidade." &lt;br /&gt;(Victor Hugo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No momento presente...tenho a cabeça em água...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8912766442230279527?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8912766442230279527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-futuro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8912766442230279527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8912766442230279527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-futuro.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;O futuro&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8357924166916194170</id><published>2010-03-29T11:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T11:21:52.886+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Mama told me not to come</title><content type='html'>Stereophonics and Tom Jones &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwN2uOFcpHg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwN2uOFcpHg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banda sonora do dia :) Adoro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8357924166916194170?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8357924166916194170/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/mama-told-me-not-to-come.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8357924166916194170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8357924166916194170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/mama-told-me-not-to-come.html' title='Mama told me not to come'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-7678276972715101947</id><published>2010-03-23T12:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:42:09.481Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>A vida segue lá fora</title><content type='html'>Foi o primeiro passatempo que ganhei na rádio...ganhei bilhetes para assistir ao concerto da Lúcia Moniz na Aula Magna e adorei!&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui uma música que me recorda esse momento. Apesar de ser uma música de dor e tristeza é linda :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRNcQUmvwxU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRNcQUmvwxU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando tu apareceste &lt;br /&gt;Eu estava esquecida &lt;br /&gt;Nos perdidos e achados da vida &lt;br /&gt;Mas sentia-me bem &lt;br /&gt;Com a cabeça arrumada &lt;br /&gt;Não sentia falta de nada &lt;br /&gt;Avisei-te à partida &lt;br /&gt;Que a haver algo entre nós &lt;br /&gt;Era melhor ter cuidado &lt;br /&gt;Queria viver o presente &lt;br /&gt;Queria esquecer o passado &lt;br /&gt;Portanto não me acuses da dor &lt;br /&gt;Que dizes sentir agora &lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me só no meu canto &lt;br /&gt;A vida segue lá fora &lt;br /&gt;Quando tu apareceste &lt;br /&gt;Eu estava a saír &lt;br /&gt;Dos perdidos e achados da dor &lt;br /&gt;E sentia-me bem &lt;br /&gt;Com o corpo a descansar &lt;br /&gt;Dos altos e baixos do amor &lt;br /&gt;Avisei-te á partida &lt;br /&gt;Que um caso entre nós &lt;br /&gt;Era sempre perigoso &lt;br /&gt;O meu passado recente &lt;br /&gt;Tinha sido doloroso &lt;br /&gt;Portanto não me acuses da dor &lt;br /&gt;Que dizes sentir agora &lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me só no meu canto &lt;br /&gt;A vida segue lá fora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-7678276972715101947?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7678276972715101947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/vida-segue-la-fora.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7678276972715101947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7678276972715101947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/vida-segue-la-fora.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;A vida segue lá fora&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-7629915963766601573</id><published>2010-03-18T12:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:03:47.440Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Remedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S6IWmYSZqrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tjgCxTlbtDM/s1600-h/remedios+amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S6IWmYSZqrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tjgCxTlbtDM/s400/remedios+amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449943347682192050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no remedy for love but to love more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-7629915963766601573?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7629915963766601573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/remedy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7629915963766601573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7629915963766601573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/remedy.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Remedy&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S6IWmYSZqrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tjgCxTlbtDM/s72-c/remedios+amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3872396021448955705</id><published>2010-03-16T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:58:00.211Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>The worst part of life is waiting. &lt;br /&gt;The best part of life is having someone worth waiting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3872396021448955705?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3872396021448955705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3872396021448955705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3872396021448955705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3161661948894624315</id><published>2010-03-09T13:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:34:25.707Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Para ti.......</title><content type='html'>...porque também sou lamechas, porque gosto da música, porque sempre que a oiço me lembro de ti e porque gosto de ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8_Qhq7XpFU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8_Qhq7XpFU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You Give Me Something" - James Morrison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only stay with me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;You only hold me when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;I was meant to tread the water&lt;br /&gt;But now I've gotten in too deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every piece of me that wants you&lt;br /&gt;Another piece backs away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared alright&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing &lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something&lt;br /&gt;Because someday I might know my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only waited up for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just to spend a little time alone with me&lt;br /&gt;And I can say I've never bought you flowers&lt;br /&gt;I can't work out what they mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I'd love someone&lt;br /&gt;That was someone else's dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared alright&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing &lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something&lt;br /&gt;Because someday I might call you from my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it might be a second too late&lt;br /&gt;And the words that I could never say&lt;br /&gt;Are gonna come out anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me something&lt;br /&gt;That makes me scared alright&lt;br /&gt;This could be nothing &lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Please give me something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because someday I might know my heart&lt;br /&gt;Know my heart, know my heart, know my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3161661948894624315?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3161661948894624315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/para-ti.html#comment-form' title='57 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3161661948894624315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3161661948894624315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/para-ti.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Para ti.......&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>57</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-1431913394631514107</id><published>2010-03-09T12:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:41:17.754Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diário'/><title type='text'>Shimbalaiê</title><content type='html'>Gosto! Boa onda, sol, calor, mar, pés descalços na areia, coisas boas...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, maninha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ph-pLZEVWGs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ph-pLZEVWGs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria Gadu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra:&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, quando vejo o sol beijando o mar&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, toda vez que ele vai repousar (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natureza deusa do viver&lt;br /&gt;A beleza pura do nascer&lt;br /&gt;Uma flor brilhando à luz do sol&lt;br /&gt;Pescador entre o mar e o anzol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensamento tão livre quanto o céu&lt;br /&gt;Imagino um barco de papel&lt;br /&gt;Indo embora pra não mais voltar&lt;br /&gt;Tendo como guia Iemanjá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, quando vejo o sol beijando o mar&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, toda vez que ele vai repousar (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo leva pra aprender&lt;br /&gt;Que uma flor tem vida ao nascer&lt;br /&gt;Essa flor brilhando à luz do sol&lt;br /&gt;Pescador entre o mar e o anzol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, quando vejo o sol beijando o mar&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, toda vez que ele vai repousar (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser capitã desse mundo&lt;br /&gt;Poder rodar sem fronteiras&lt;br /&gt;Viver um ano em segundos&lt;br /&gt;Não achar sonhos besteira&lt;br /&gt;Me encantar com um livro, que fale sobre vaidade&lt;br /&gt;Quando mentir for preciso, poder falar a verdade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, quando vejo o sol beijando o mar&lt;br /&gt;Shimbalaiê, toda vez que ele vai repousar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1431913394631514107?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1431913394631514107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/shimbalaie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1431913394631514107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1431913394631514107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/shimbalaie.html' title='Shimbalaiê'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-940246869082241980</id><published>2010-03-08T14:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:07:27.266Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>According to you</title><content type='html'>Gosto!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pu1aQvm5MrU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pu1aQvm5MrU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According To You - Orianthi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm difficult&lt;br /&gt;Hard to please&lt;br /&gt;Forever changing my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mess in a dress&lt;br /&gt;Can't show up on time&lt;br /&gt;Even if it would save my life&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to him&lt;br /&gt;I'm beautiful, incredible&lt;br /&gt;He can't get me out of his head&lt;br /&gt;According to him&lt;br /&gt;I'm funny,irresistible&lt;br /&gt;Everything he ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Everything is opposite&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like stopping it&lt;br /&gt;So baby tell me what I got to lose&lt;br /&gt;He's into me for everything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm boring&lt;br /&gt;I'm moody&lt;br /&gt;You can't take me any place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away&lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl with the worst attention span&lt;br /&gt;You're the boy who puts up with it&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to him&lt;br /&gt;I'm beautiful,incredible&lt;br /&gt;He can't get me out of his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to him&lt;br /&gt;I'm funny, irresistible&lt;br /&gt;Everything he ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Everything is opposite&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like stopping it&lt;br /&gt;So baby tell me what I got to lose&lt;br /&gt;He's into me for everything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel appreciated&lt;br /&gt;like I'm not hated&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see me through his eyes?&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad you're making me dizz-ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to me&lt;br /&gt;you're stupid&lt;br /&gt;you're useless&lt;br /&gt;you can't do anything right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to him&lt;br /&gt;I'm beautiful, incredible&lt;br /&gt;He can't get me out of his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to him&lt;br /&gt;I'm funny, irresistible&lt;br /&gt;Everything he ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Everything is opposite&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like stopping it&lt;br /&gt;Baby tell me what I got to lose&lt;br /&gt;He's into me for everything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;According to you [you, you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-940246869082241980?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3291640306346496668</id><published>2010-03-03T12:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:31:03.026Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>'Save Me'</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBWRCihnWFU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBWRCihnWFU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorava estes putos quando era miúda e ainda hoje gosto das músicas e especialmente das letras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3291640306346496668?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3291640306346496668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/save-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3291640306346496668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3291640306346496668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/save-me.html' title='&apos;Save Me&apos;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3994805294761330779</id><published>2010-03-01T11:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:47:15.005Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diário'/><title type='text'>First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3IMiJlZwn9Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3IMiJlZwn9Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi hoje!&lt;br /&gt;E correu bem :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3994805294761330779?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3994805294761330779/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3994805294761330779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3994805294761330779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-time.html' title='First Time'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5687246586620835732</id><published>2010-02-23T19:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:49:36.166Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Longe do Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO2XiJAWDCA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO2XiJAWDCA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei se vais ouvir-me&lt;br /&gt;Se estás ai ou não&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei se compreendes&lt;br /&gt;Esta oração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu p'ra ti sou uma estranha&lt;br /&gt;Que o coração perdeu&lt;br /&gt;É ao ver-te que eu pergunto&lt;br /&gt;Se ja foste como eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe do mundo, perto de ti&lt;br /&gt;Peço conforto de quem eu fugi&lt;br /&gt;Perdida, esquecida eu oro a ti&lt;br /&gt;Longe do mundo mas perto de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peço conforto e nada mais&lt;br /&gt;Na voz dos que sofrem padecem sinais&lt;br /&gt;Vêm de longe e chegam por fim&lt;br /&gt;Quem vai ouvi-los? quem sofre assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei se vais lembrar-te&lt;br /&gt;De um coração tão só&lt;br /&gt;Coração tão vagabundo&lt;br /&gt;Que perde, chora, todos os dias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe do mundo mas perto de ti&lt;br /&gt;Peço conforto de quem eu fugi&lt;br /&gt;Venho de longe e chego por fim&lt;br /&gt;Quem vai ouvir-me chama assim&lt;br /&gt;Perdida, esquecida, aqui ao orar&lt;br /&gt;Longe do mundo mas perto de ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5687246586620835732?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/5687246586620835732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/longe-do-mundo.html#comment-form' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5687246586620835732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5687246586620835732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/longe-do-mundo.html' title='Longe do Mundo'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-1782359867537347392</id><published>2010-02-22T13:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T13:08:50.488Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Funny the Way It Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQFGHjjYLyo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQFGHjjYLyo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banda sonora do dia e faz tanto sentido :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1782359867537347392?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1782359867537347392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-way-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1782359867537347392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1782359867537347392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-way-it-is.html' title='Funny the Way It Is'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3350816050287081765</id><published>2010-02-19T12:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:17:47.688Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Quase Perfeito</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7V0Da6HYdA8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7V0Da6HYdA8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna Maria&lt;br /&gt;Musica: Miguel Rebelo - Letra: Miguel A. Majer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe bem ter-te por perto&lt;br /&gt;Sabe bem tudo tão certo&lt;br /&gt;Sabe bem quando te espero&lt;br /&gt;Sabe bem beber quem quero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase que não chegava&lt;br /&gt;A tempo de me deliciar&lt;br /&gt;Quase que não chegava&lt;br /&gt;A horas de te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Quase que não recebia&lt;br /&gt;A prenda prometida&lt;br /&gt;Quase que não devia&lt;br /&gt;Existir tal companhia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me lembras o céu&lt;br /&gt;Nem nada que se pareça&lt;br /&gt;Não me lembras a lua&lt;br /&gt;Nem nada que se escureça&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia me sinto nua&lt;br /&gt;Tomara que a terra estremeça&lt;br /&gt;Que a minha boca na tua&lt;br /&gt;Eu confesso não sai da cabeça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se um beijo é quase perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Perdidos num rio sem leito&lt;br /&gt;Que dirá se o tempo nos der&lt;br /&gt;O tempo a que temos direito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia um anjo fizer&lt;br /&gt;A seta bater-te no peito&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia o diabo quiser&lt;br /&gt;Faremos o crime perfeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro esta música, é a minha banda sonora do dia :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3350816050287081765?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3350816050287081765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/quase-perfeito.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3350816050287081765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3350816050287081765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/quase-perfeito.html' title='Quase Perfeito'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-799849087006857503</id><published>2010-02-14T18:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T18:41:15.482Z</updated><title type='text'>P.s- I Love You 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S3g6vJpD2aI/AAAAAAAAAKM/vR0hOmFTOyo/s1600-h/p.s-+I+love+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S3g6vJpD2aI/AAAAAAAAAKM/vR0hOmFTOyo/s400/p.s-+I+love+you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438161131766274466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou a rever este filme lindo lindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWHVTX2R3nc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWHVTX2R3nc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;das músicas mais bonitas da banda sonora deste filme. sdoro adoro adoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xAWjoYX3pHw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xAWjoYX3pHw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-799849087006857503?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/799849087006857503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/799849087006857503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/799849087006857503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='P.s- I Love You 2'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S3g6vJpD2aI/AAAAAAAAAKM/vR0hOmFTOyo/s72-c/p.s-+I+love+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3693633060220602710</id><published>2010-02-14T12:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T12:54:54.460Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Oceano</title><content type='html'>Hoje acordei com esta música na cabeça. É linda e adoro!&lt;br /&gt;Grande Djavan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R1KoRg7-shY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R1KoRg7-shY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3693633060220602710?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3693633060220602710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/oceano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3693633060220602710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3693633060220602710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/oceano.html' title='Oceano'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8569978665160536680</id><published>2010-02-14T12:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T12:51:12.550Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Romance</title><content type='html'>Um dia escrevo um romance...e eu serei a protagonista&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8569978665160536680?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8569978665160536680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/romance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8569978665160536680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8569978665160536680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/romance.html' title='Romance'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-125440705168646356</id><published>2010-02-11T12:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:08:55.941Z</updated><title type='text'>Necessito</title><content type='html'>...de alguém que me ame sem condições, um ombro seguro onde possa encostar a minha cabeça louca e perdida, um colo para me sentar a contar os meus sonhos, uma mão que me ampare e cure as feridas.´ (Daniel Sampaio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessito tanto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S3PzMVAWoII/AAAAAAAAAKE/04vRIkvj7XE/s1600-h/abra%C3%A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S3PzMVAWoII/AAAAAAAAAKE/04vRIkvj7XE/s400/abra%C3%A7o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436956568288927874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-125440705168646356?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/125440705168646356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/necessito.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/125440705168646356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/125440705168646356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/necessito.html' title='Necessito'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S3PzMVAWoII/AAAAAAAAAKE/04vRIkvj7XE/s72-c/abra%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-9005199477659070363</id><published>2010-02-11T11:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:03:57.352Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Engines - Gary Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0s2uPd3CV4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0s2uPd3CV4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro esta música!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a letra?! linda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where the engine start... &lt;br /&gt;And this is where we find the words that never talk &lt;br /&gt;This is where the fuel runs out &lt;br /&gt;Or the starting point to turn it round &lt;br /&gt;Lift the (brakes?), let's not waste time cos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love - is my life &lt;br /&gt;I don't know why we're fighting when we're on the same side &lt;br /&gt;Stuck here-- we're (stolen?-) &lt;br /&gt;I can't keep looking backwards- gotta live for none out there &lt;br /&gt;so engines can start again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the penny drops &lt;br /&gt;we only seem to look for it when its lost &lt;br /&gt;there were times we made the traffic stop- but now the bright lights don't notice us at alll &lt;br /&gt;oh lift the (waves?), lets not waste time with the little things that stop- us- moving cos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is my life, i don't know why we're fighting when we're on the same side- stuck here, we're (stolen?-) &lt;br /&gt;Can't keep looking backwards- gotta live for none out there so engines can start again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happy memory is home, back when the engine started on their own- lost in so many different places- so many conversations faces i don't wana face without ur love- in my life, i don't know where we're going but i can't wait to arrive cos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is my life, i don't know why we're fighting when we're on the same side, stuck here, were ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So engines can starrrrttt so eginesssss can start... engines can start again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-9005199477659070363?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/9005199477659070363/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/engines-gary-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/9005199477659070363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/9005199477659070363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/engines-gary-go.html' title='Engines - Gary Go'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8658418633060141843</id><published>2010-02-10T14:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:59:20.532Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Uma Iniciativa</title><content type='html'>...mal sucedida não significa o final de tudo. Existem sempre novas oportunidades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8658418633060141843?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8658418633060141843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/uma-iniciativa.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8658418633060141843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8658418633060141843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/uma-iniciativa.html' title='Uma Iniciativa'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8418112314271366769</id><published>2010-02-10T11:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:44:17.285Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>9 Crimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHt72jJ_1t0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHt72jJ_1t0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damian Rice - 9 Crimes (Live Abbey Road 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma ouvinte querida enviou-me esta música...linda! Obrigada, Martinita! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8418112314271366769?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8418112314271366769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/9-crimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8418112314271366769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8418112314271366769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/9-crimes.html' title='9 Crimes'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6322129204432139751</id><published>2010-02-09T13:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:25:56.069Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Lovefool</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cj0f6CjWU5k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cj0f6CjWU5k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque todos temos um bocadinho de 'Lovefool' (uns mais que outros, claro).&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sinto-me assim :) A fazer parte do filme 'Romeu e Julieta'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6322129204432139751?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6322129204432139751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/lovefool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6322129204432139751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6322129204432139751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/lovefool.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Lovefool&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8356065817457804220</id><published>2010-02-08T17:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:50:01.084Z</updated><title type='text'>Runaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A87Mqo_yDV4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A87Mqo_yDV4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, Gonçalo! Pela boa recordação :)&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei saudosista mas bem disposta. E nestes dias "ânimo procura-se".&lt;br /&gt;Kiss dos grandes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8356065817457804220?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8356065817457804220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/runaway.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8356065817457804220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8356065817457804220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/runaway.html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1426837184002363955?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1426837184002363955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/acucar-bom.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1426837184002363955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1426837184002363955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/acucar-bom.html' title='Açucar 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-7871312812948337012?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7871312812948337012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/apesar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7871312812948337012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7871312812948337012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/apesar.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Apesar...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3646747070069793678</id><published>2010-02-02T13:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:56:06.987Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Arriscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“Os que nunca arriscam só conseguem ver a derrota dos outros.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Paulo Coelho, in "Onze Minutos")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Xuxas...pela música, pela força, pela amizade. Adorei!! Faz muito sentido nesta altura...&lt;br /&gt;A música é linda, assim és tu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3614370277604026741?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3614370277604026741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/glitter-in-air.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3614370277604026741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3614370277604026741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/glitter-in-air.html' title='Glitter in the Air'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-2153728809180582112</id><published>2010-02-01T11:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:56:49.527Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Um dia...</title><content type='html'>...vai deixar de ser parva....Hoje é o dia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-2153728809180582112?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/2153728809180582112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2153728809180582112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2153728809180582112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-dia.html' title='Um dia...'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-2030586787246993264</id><published>2010-02-01T11:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:57:16.783Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Momento Zen</title><content type='html'>Na 6a adormeceu com este cenário...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2a8XZkygfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7uPJFNyCSuI/s1600-h/DSC03097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2a8XZkygfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7uPJFNyCSuI/s400/DSC03097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433237110657286642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado acordou com este...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2a8wiTEp3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PTHXxoaiS90/s1600-h/DSC03102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2a8wiTEp3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PTHXxoaiS90/s400/DSC03102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433237542495627122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2a8pL_BgPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZxjnUPga4f4/s1600-h/DSC03109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2a8pL_BgPI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ZxjnUPga4f4/s400/DSC03109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433237416246870258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-2030586787246993264?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/2030586787246993264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/momento-zen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2030586787246993264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2030586787246993264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/02/momento-zen.html' title='Momento Zen'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2a8XZkygfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7uPJFNyCSuI/s72-c/DSC03097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4322517897224104140</id><published>2010-01-29T11:41:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:57:28.478Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Sesimbra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2LKEl8k3uI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ppDHozhK-Xg/s1600-h/sesimbra+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2LKEl8k3uI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ppDHozhK-Xg/s400/sesimbra+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432126280816713442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã vou acordar com esta vista de Sesimbra...e vai saber tão bem! &lt;br /&gt;Preciso, mereço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4322517897224104140?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4322517897224104140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/sesimbra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4322517897224104140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4322517897224104140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/sesimbra.html' title='Sesimbra'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S2LKEl8k3uI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ppDHozhK-Xg/s72-c/sesimbra+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5393673766018831675</id><published>2010-01-27T15:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:57:40.780Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Nothing New</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wCNd-JWV9bQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wCNd-JWV9bQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bandas que fazem o rock em Portugal apresentam 2 horas de música na &lt;strong&gt;Best Rock&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rock Stars&lt;/strong&gt;, sábado das 20h às 22h e domingo das 10h às 12h.Esta semana temos como convidados os &lt;strong&gt;Wonderland&lt;/strong&gt;. Fica aqui para recordar este grande tema! :) Beijo grande aos Wonderland!&lt;br /&gt;Adoro adoro adoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica a letra:&lt;br /&gt;Is it for yourself, the way you talk...? &lt;br /&gt;Explanations where never found &lt;br /&gt;And it's so untrue, all you say when we're alone&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be like you... &lt;br /&gt;I never tried...&lt;br /&gt;I never would...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRÃO &lt;br /&gt;Change your mind don't let me down. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry my tears are fallin' &lt;br /&gt;Everytime I hear from you. &lt;br /&gt;And i'm so angry my mind tells me &lt;br /&gt;That in the end there's nothing new &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember things we used to do &lt;br /&gt;You know that just like you &lt;br /&gt;I miss it too, I'm missing you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRÃO &lt;br /&gt;Change your mind don't let me down. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry my tears are fallin' &lt;br /&gt;Everytime I hear from you. &lt;br /&gt;And i'm so angry my mind tells me &lt;br /&gt;That in the end there's nothing new &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry my tears are fallin' &lt;br /&gt;Everytime I hear from you. &lt;br /&gt;And i'm so angry my mind tells me &lt;br /&gt;That in the end there's nothing new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry...!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you... &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5393673766018831675?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/5393673766018831675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5393673766018831675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5393673766018831675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-new.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Nothing New&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-7541409414187885271</id><published>2010-01-27T00:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:57:56.503Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Sou doida</title><content type='html'>"Se calhar sou doida, sofro da mais antiga enfermidade do ser humano e que ainda nenhum cientista se lembrou de diagnosticar, estudar e classificar como uma patologia: não sei viver sem amor"...não sei mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by Margarida Rebelo Pinto In Diário da tua ausência)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-7541409414187885271?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7541409414187885271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/sou-doida.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7541409414187885271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7541409414187885271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/sou-doida.html' title='Sou doida'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-937380810792927466</id><published>2010-01-23T21:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:58:21.888Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Remédios</title><content type='html'>´Um coração alegre faz tanto bem quanto os remédios'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Provérbio Japonês)&lt;br /&gt;o meu coração esforça-se diariamente por acordar e por se manter alegre, mas (e os 'mas' são lixados) não depende só de mim. Os remédios nem sempre curam e são viciantes e eu optei por deixar de tomá-los. Está a correr bem, sou forte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-937380810792927466?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/937380810792927466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/remedios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/937380810792927466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/937380810792927466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/remedios.html' title='Remédios'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6791269508141490680</id><published>2010-01-22T15:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:58:32.189Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Livro</title><content type='html'>No outro dia sonhei que tinha escrito um livro, não me lembro é sobre o que era esse livro. &lt;br /&gt;Do sonho recordo que estava a ser um sucesso de vendas e até corri o país a dar sessões de autógrafos. &lt;br /&gt;Mas desde então essa ideia não me sai da cabeça. &lt;br /&gt;A questão agora é: vou escrever um livro sobre?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6791269508141490680?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6791269508141490680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/livro.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6791269508141490680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6791269508141490680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/livro.html' title='Livro'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4586835809900754180</id><published>2010-01-22T15:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:58:45.280Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Fôlego</title><content type='html'>"A vida não se mede pelo número de vezes que respiramos, &lt;br /&gt;mas pelos momentos em que ficamos sem fôlego".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e tenho a sorte de ter vivido muitos momentos desses :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4586835809900754180?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4586835809900754180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/folego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4586835809900754180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4586835809900754180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2010/01/folego.html' title='Fôlego'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-7814690532658827178</id><published>2009-12-11T20:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:58:57.276Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>um dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;...deixará de ser um dia para ser o nosso dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-7814690532658827178?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7814690532658827178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7814690532658827178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7814690532658827178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-dia.html' title='um dia...'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6062687178200736079</id><published>2009-10-28T12:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:59:09.771Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Gotta Live like we're dyin'</title><content type='html'>A minha nova paixão, estou viciada. Esta música é contagiante. A mensagem da letra diz tudo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTALLCna6gY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTALLCna6gY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we fall down, Can't get back up&lt;br /&gt;We're hidin' behind skin that's too tough&lt;br /&gt;How come we dont say I love you enough&lt;br /&gt;Til its too late.... its not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come&lt;br /&gt;But we could make a feast from these crumbs&lt;br /&gt;And we're all starin' down the barrel of a gun&lt;br /&gt;So if your life flashed before you what would you wish you would have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the hands of the time we been given&lt;br /&gt;If this is all we got then we gotta start thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;If every second counts on the clock thats tickin'&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dyin'&lt;br /&gt;We only got 864 hundred seconds in a day&lt;br /&gt;To turn it all around or to throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;Gotta tell em that we love em while we got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta&lt;br /&gt;Live like we're dyin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your plane fell out of the skies&lt;br /&gt;Who would you call with your last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Should be so careful who we let fall out of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Or when we long for absolution there'll be no one on the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know a good thing til its gone&lt;br /&gt;You never see a crash til its head on&lt;br /&gt;Wny do we think we're right when we're dead wrong&lt;br /&gt;You never know a good thing til its gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6062687178200736079?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6062687178200736079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/10/gotta-live-like-were-dyin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6062687178200736079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6062687178200736079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/10/gotta-live-like-were-dyin.html' title='Gotta Live like we&apos;re dyin&apos;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4754303146887240356</id><published>2009-10-23T20:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:59:25.089Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Passado</title><content type='html'>O passado é a única realidade humana.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que é já foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anatole France)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o passado ficou lá atrás...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4754303146887240356?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4754303146887240356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/10/passado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4754303146887240356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4754303146887240356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/10/passado.html' title='Passado'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-701589843394371838</id><published>2009-10-23T20:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:59:36.275Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Mt7Nfq1CJc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Mt7Nfq1CJc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como me identifico com isto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-701589843394371838?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/701589843394371838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/701589843394371838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/701589843394371838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3489454424287534970</id><published>2009-08-03T14:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:59:53.129Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>férias</title><content type='html'>Já passaram uns bons tempos desde a última vez que escrevi qualquer coisa por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Mas falta de tempo e agora com facebook é cada vez mais díficil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde a última vez que aconteceu tanta coisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esou neste preciso momento numa esplanada à beira rio...e está tanto calor que não me apetece escrever :)&lt;br /&gt;Estou de férias. Sabe bem. Relax, tempo para mim, mais horas que posso dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até já&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3489454424287534970?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3489454424287534970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/08/ferias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3489454424287534970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3489454424287534970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/08/ferias.html' title='férias'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3149773241409671187</id><published>2009-06-02T19:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:05:42.937+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Aprendizagem</title><content type='html'>A humildade de se reconhecer que há um mundo de coisas para aprender é meio caminho andado para uma efectiva e real aprendizagem.&lt;br /&gt;A consciência de que somos apenas aprendizes, permite-nos abrir a mente e o coração a novos conceitos e realidades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3149773241409671187?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3149773241409671187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/06/aprendizagem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3149773241409671187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3149773241409671187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/06/aprendizagem.html' title='Aprendizagem'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8906101340687914818</id><published>2009-05-26T20:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:00:04.047Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Gravity</title><content type='html'>Não me perguntem porquê, a música é triste mas acho linda e viciante. Já perdi a conta às vezes que a ouvi hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3mKQT08_rk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3mKQT08_rk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gravity - Sarah Bareilles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something always brings me back to you.&lt;br /&gt;It never takes too long.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold me without touch.&lt;br /&gt;You keep me without chains.&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;But you're on to me and all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.&lt;br /&gt;When I thought that I was strong.&lt;br /&gt;But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on&lt;br /&gt;The ground.&lt;br /&gt;But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8906101340687914818?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8906101340687914818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/gravity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8906101340687914818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8906101340687914818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/gravity.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Gravity&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8081066387806185325</id><published>2009-05-26T13:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:00:15.352Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>It Ain't Over 'Til It's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rqte5w257C4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rqte5w257C4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em homenagem ao Lenny Kravitz que hoje faz 45 anos e está no seu melhor. Para recordar uma das minhas preferidas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8081066387806185325?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8081066387806185325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-aint-over-til-its-over.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8081066387806185325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8081066387806185325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-aint-over-til-its-over.html' title='It Ain&apos;t Over &apos;Til It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8557582113067424912</id><published>2009-05-25T22:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:54:14.513+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Presente</title><content type='html'>"O tempo não espera por ninguém. &lt;br /&gt;Ontem é história. &lt;br /&gt;O amanhã é um mistério, o hoje é uma dádiva, por isso é chamado de presente."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Adalberto Godoy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras sábias que nos lembram da importância do "agora" e não da ansiedade do "amanhã".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8557582113067424912?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8557582113067424912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/presente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8557582113067424912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8557582113067424912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/presente.html' title='Presente'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6881499652730086317</id><published>2009-05-04T22:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:30:18.274+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Existir</title><content type='html'>"Para viajar basta existir" &lt;br /&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os porquês funcionam como âncoras que nos impedem de encontrar outras margens.&lt;br /&gt;Umas estão mais perto do que imaginamos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6881499652730086317?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6881499652730086317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/existir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6881499652730086317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6881499652730086317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/05/existir.html' title='Existir'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8078817787388038027</id><published>2009-04-24T16:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:13:30.440+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Forte</title><content type='html'>Forte é quem ousa e se aventura em situações novas porque tem a convicção íntima de que, se falhar, terá forças interiores para se recuperar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8078817787388038027?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8078817787388038027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/04/forte.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8078817787388038027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8078817787388038027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/04/forte.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Forte&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-348639529243321470</id><published>2009-04-08T16:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:00:31.190Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Do It</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksoqVGMjhJU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksoqVGMjhJU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In downtown&lt;br /&gt;People know my name&lt;br /&gt;But somehow when they call it doesn't sound the same&lt;br /&gt;Stupid words,&lt;br /&gt;No,they cannot brake my heart&lt;br /&gt;'cause I didn't listen from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say stuff about me&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say, do it to my face&lt;br /&gt;'cause everytime i see the world go round&lt;br /&gt;I know you will never ever bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Do it to my face, do it to my face now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny&lt;br /&gt;How you waste your time&lt;br /&gt;Instead of living your life you prefer talking about mine&lt;br /&gt;Stupid you&lt;br /&gt;If you do not try to start&lt;br /&gt;Touching the magic colors of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say stuff about me&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say, do it to my face&lt;br /&gt;'cause everytime i see the world go round&lt;br /&gt;I know you will never ever bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Do it to my face, do it to my face now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Love yourself instead of hating me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Love yourself instead ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say stuff about me&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say, do it to my face&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say stuff about me&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna say, do it to my face&lt;br /&gt;'cause everytime i see the world go round&lt;br /&gt;I know you will never ever bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Do it to my face, do it to my face now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lá estou eu viciada em músicas! Não sei explicar mas esta música deixa-me bem disposta, parece que ganho energia. Não sei. Adoro, tem um ritmo contagiante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-348639529243321470?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/348639529243321470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/348639529243321470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/348639529243321470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-it.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Do It&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5904792796008818147</id><published>2009-03-24T18:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:00:46.030Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Ilusões</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SckmRsb5B3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/giEPdqvPkL0/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Andei com o portátil atrás para fazer o diário da rapariga da ilha. São fotos, sons e pequenos filmes que decidimos partilhar com vocês. Sei que vão ter inveja, mas não tenham, pode ser que da próxima sejam vocês a estar 5 dias num lugar assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNgCgfj7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YN66qJ-b978/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNgCgfj7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YN66qJ-b978/s200/DSC01022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314895723074916274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1º Dia – 12 Março 2009 (5ª feira)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partida de Lisboa  - 7h30 – em direcção à Madeira&lt;br /&gt;Ao todo 14 pessoas: a banda - Sebenta, técnicos de som, road manager, técnico de luz, equipa da Sic e claro, eu, Tânia Carvalho, produtora da Best e o Quim, o ouvinte vencedor do passatempo.&lt;br /&gt;Chegámos ao Funchal às 9h30 e partimos rumo ao hotel. E deixem que vos diga, é cá um hotel!! Podem ver pelas fotos!&lt;br /&gt;Os quartos são um mimo, a banheira tem vista para o quarto e varanda. A vista é fantástica. Tem duas piscinas enormes! E daqui a pouco vou experimentar a exterior, que tem vista para o mar. A interior é luxuosa. Depois também temos Spa, ginásio, jacuzzi. &lt;br /&gt;O Quim está eufórico. É a primeira vez que ele sai da sua terra, Freamunde, e está deslumbrado com tudo. Foi a primeira vez também que andou de avião, que ficou num hotel, ainda por cima de 5 estrelas! &lt;br /&gt;Há sorte, mas depois há muita sorte, e é o caso do Quim. Ele quando participou no passatempo nem sonhava eu ia ganhar, muito menos ter a sorte de passar 5 dias maravilhosos na Madeira. Até agora ainda não largou a câmara de filmar que trouxe para registar todos os momentos.&lt;br /&gt;O São Pedro está do nosso lado. Está sol, calor, um dia lindo, parece Verão. E pela previsão dos senhores da meteorologia, o bom tempo veio para ficar.&lt;br /&gt;Neste primeiro dia, a banda teve a dar entrevistas, a tirar fotos para alguns meios de comunicação da Madeira e nós estivemos presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNnPbnOKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7rTdIcF7gNY/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNnPbnOKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7rTdIcF7gNY/s200/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314895846803191970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNtmYCO2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/WqnDMPdgsiY/s1600-h/DSC01040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNtmYCO2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/WqnDMPdgsiY/s200/DSC01040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314895956041415522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso primeiro almoço foi muito agradável. Come-se muito bem na Madeira.&lt;br /&gt;O peixe é fantástico. Não me venham com histórias que peixe é peixe, este tem outro sabor, não há comparação. Foi a primeira de muitas refeições juntos. &lt;br /&gt;De tarde tivemos livre trânsito para usufruir do hotel e para onde fomos? Piscina, como é óbvio! E para se roerem de inveja vejam lá as fotos das piscinas!! &lt;br /&gt;Experimentámos tudo, jacuzzi, piscina exterior, interior, banho turco, banho aromático, sauna,banho de gelo…há boas vidas. E ficou tudo, quase tudo, registado em fotografia.&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, quem pode pode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNzi1SfMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pNruiT4kdGM/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNzi1SfMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pNruiT4kdGM/s200/DSC01057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314896058169588930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na primeira noite fomos às ponchas, eu já conhecia, mas nada como estar na terra de origem. Para quem não sabe, a poncha é uma bebida típica da Madeira e é viciante.&lt;br /&gt;O que leva? Aguardente, mel e açúcar&lt;br /&gt;Depois existem as ponchas com outros sabores. A minha preferida é a de maracujá. Impossível beber só uma. E no meio da conversa lá ia mais uma poncha, e depois outra, e outra. &lt;br /&gt;Apesar do Quim ter 17 anos também o deixámos beber. Eu parecia a mãe dele, e como estava responsável por ele fui um bocadinho protectora e chata no primeiro dia. Sim, porque depois ele lá me deu a volta :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2º Dia – 13 Março 2009 (6ª feira)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordar cedo é sempre o mais difícil depois de uma noitada de copos. Mas nada como aquele pequeno-almoço no hotel, com vista para o mar e para a piscina, um sol fenomenal e umas panquecas de fazer àgua na boca.&lt;br /&gt;Almoçámos num dos restaurantes que os Sebenta mais gostam – La Terraça. Comemos bem. As espetadas à madeirense são muito boas e o peixinho também.&lt;br /&gt;A esta altura estão vocês a pensar: “mas estes tipos não fizeram mais nada a não ser comer e beber??”. Claro que sim, mas comemos e bebemos muito e bem.&lt;br /&gt;E à medida eu o tempo ia passando o espírito de grupo ia crescendo. Pessoas que não conhecíamos de lado nenhum, de um dia para o outro passámos a conhecer e a passar 24h com elas. Sempre um bom ambiente, boa disposição, muitas piadas, conversas sérias, anedotas (algumas bem picantes), muita música e cantorias, muitos Xis (abraços).&lt;br /&gt;Da parte da tarde fomos dar um passeio enquanto a banda foi fazer o soundcheck no Casino do Funchal.&lt;br /&gt;Tivemos a sorte de o Rui já ter estado na Madeira e então foi o nosso guia. Fomos dar um mergulho à Doca do Cavacas. É um sítio lindo! Fomos também a Câmara de Lobos e ao Cabo Girão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJOsySsBqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WWzuSrhs1i4/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJOsySsBqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WWzuSrhs1i4/s200/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897041571972770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJOlOhLwLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IbFNKElxDAw/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJOlOhLwLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IbFNKElxDAw/s200/DSC01131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314896911710011570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJPGMbnwuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B_RtD9iBG7c/s1600-h/DSC01145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJPGMbnwuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/B_RtD9iBG7c/s200/DSC01145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897478085493474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJPB27bNpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8eI2MiKAKiM/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJPB27bNpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8eI2MiKAKiM/s200/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897403593832082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das coisas que me deixou de rastos foi a quantidade de túneis que existe na Madeira. São tantos tantos, que parece que andamos sempre debaixo de terra.&lt;br /&gt;A noite prometeu, os Sebenta deram concerto no Casino. Correu muito bem, e nada como ver uma banda ao vivo. Tem mais power, mais dinâmica, mas interacção com o público. E os Sebenta têm isso tudo e muito mais. Só senti falta de ver mais vezes o vosso sorriso. (Mr. T. esta é especialmente para ti :) ) &lt;br /&gt;Adorei, fartei-me de cantar e dançar e tirar fotos. O Quim continuava nas nuvens. Ainda fui com a Cindy à parte do Casino, mas não ganhei dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJO74-ZU8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/A0Dr_X1fFl4/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJO74-ZU8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/A0Dr_X1fFl4/s200/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897301063947202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJO2zmfGMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NNjuA2wI6ys/s1600-h/DSC01225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJO2zmfGMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NNjuA2wI6ys/s200/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897213722138818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJOx7AiN5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/RXn6CAkNCe8/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJOx7AiN5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/RXn6CAkNCe8/s200/DSC01191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314897129811097490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3º Dia – 14 Março 2009 (sábado)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um dia de sol fantástico. Muitos mergulhos na piscina.&lt;br /&gt;Apanhei um escaldão amigos…nem vos digo nem vos conto.&lt;br /&gt;Da parte da tarde fomos até à RTP Madeira onde os Sebenta foram para uma entrevista. O Quim e a Catarina, os fãs que venceram o passatempo, também falaram e portaram-se muito bem. &lt;br /&gt;Aqui o cansaço já começava a dar sinais, porque até aqui o descanso não foi muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQxUSlwkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IFH8gU2_7Sw/s1600-h/DSC01321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQxUSlwkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IFH8gU2_7Sw/s200/DSC01321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899318441099842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQsg_nPDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2_cBEvqU44w/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQsg_nPDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2_cBEvqU44w/s200/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899235951819826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQoPAH-FI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sjrJj7NeZng/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQoPAH-FI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sjrJj7NeZng/s200/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899162402650194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4º Dia – 15 Março 2009 (Domingo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A banda foi dar uma entrevista para a Sic, para o programa “Músicas do Mundo”, na Doca do Cavacas. Cindy e Rui, boa companhia, sempre bem dispostos, uma grande equipa e excelentes profissionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRCXgq7NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bmaZlBh2wik/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRCXgq7NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bmaZlBh2wik/s200/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899611363241170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois fomos todos dar um mergulho no mar da Madeira e aproveitar o solinho.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de almoço a banda foi fazer o soundcheck à Fnac do Funchal. Nós ficámos a aproveitar a piscina e aquela vista fantástica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQ92pSqUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rGNuC-NeUV0/s1600-h/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJQ92pSqUI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rGNuC-NeUV0/s200/DSC01278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899533821552962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao final da tarde fomos ver o show case dos Sebenta na Fnac. Correu muito bem, estavam mais “soltos” e sorridentes. Mas soube a pouco, por mim tinha ficado mais uma horinha a ouvi-los a tocar. Até porque já começava a saber as letras todas de cor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRJBnELxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xOo_Ff8huhk/s1600-h/DSC01329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRJBnELxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xOo_Ff8huhk/s200/DSC01329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899725743566610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fomos jantar à Ponta do Sol. O último jantar em grupo, que foi bastante animado com uma vista fantástica. Estávamos por baixo de uma falésia altíssima, mas por cima de uma outra, com vista para o mar. A noite estava fantástica e a companhia era mais que excelente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecemos o Adam Sandler da Madeira, dono do Restaurante onde fomos jantar (tem a alcunha de Simon :) As semelhanças são incríveis. Ficam as fotos para comprovarem.&lt;br /&gt;O jantar foi excelente, como sempre. As lapas na chapa são uma coisa do outro mundo. Depois o peixe-espada grelhado com banana por cima…humm…até já estou com água na boca. Para terminar um pudim caseiro de maracujá que se derretia na boca, era uma delícia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRS4dv0NI/AAAAAAAAAIA/N4QjmBtdSKo/s1600-h/DSC01345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRS4dv0NI/AAAAAAAAAIA/N4QjmBtdSKo/s200/DSC01345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899895087255762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRXs62OCI/AAAAAAAAAII/WtPzUPApNjo/s1600-h/DSC01348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRXs62OCI/AAAAAAAAAII/WtPzUPApNjo/s200/DSC01348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899977887430690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como podem perceber (neste caso, ler) comemos e bebemos sempre muito bem. &lt;br /&gt;Após o jantar fomos visitar o hotel mais lindo que já vi até hoje. Fica no cimo da falésia da Ponta do sol, onde jantámos. Tivemos que subir de elevador porque aquilo fica mesmo lá muito em cima. Chama-se estalagem da Ponta do Sol e eu fiquei sem palavras, completamente apaixonada pelo sítio, aliás, por tudo: a decoração,  a luz, a energia positiva que emanava, os espaços, a vista. Aconselho vivamente, até porque não é assim tão caro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tivemos um momento zen, num dos espaços chill out do hotel, com puffs e camas ao ar livre. E olhar para as estrelas naquele cenário…fiquei de rastos. É um excelente lugar secreto que nunca vou esquecer. E vou lá voltar, isso está mais que decidido. Entre conversas e cigarrinhos passámos lá um bom bocado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois da visita ao hotel fomos para as ponchas. A última noite tinha que acabar lá, como é óbvio. Conversa puxa conversa, e quando demos por nós aquilo já tinha fechado, já era tarde. Mas, apesar do cansaço a companhia valeu a pena e o espírito que se viveu é inigualável. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi giro porque foi lá que fizemos uma espécie de despedida. Imaginem o cenário, todos numa roda e cada um a dar a opinião sobre a viagem, sobre as experiências daqueles dias, sobre as pessoas e até de episódios que serão sempre recordados, sobre os muitos e bons momentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso Quim surpreendeu tudo e todos quando em poucas palavras nos disse o seguinte: “os meus amigos pediram-me para tirar fotos às coisas mais bonitas e importantes da Madeira que vi, e eu tirei…a todos vocês!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRk3m00pI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/VOGwX6NEt4s/s1600-h/DSC01359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJRk3m00pI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/VOGwX6NEt4s/s200/DSC01359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314900204094542482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falo disto com nostalgia, porque são momento como estes que me marcaram, e acredito que marcaram todos os que partiram rumo à Madeira nesta aventura com os Sebenta.&lt;br /&gt;Depois deste momento, desta “roça de amigos”, fomos para o hotel descansar e fazer as malas, porque o avião partia no dia seguinte de manhã cedo. Mas qual descansar qual quê?! Ficou tudo na conversa, uns nos quartos uns dos outros. Não me vou esquecer do que me ri com a Cindy que passou horas ao telefone. Obrigada pela conversa e pela companhia até ao amanhecer Rui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A viagem estava a ser demasiado boa para acabar e quando demos por nós já eram 7h d manhã. Ora, bora tudo tomar o pequeno-almoço, ver o nascer do sol e aproveitar a piscina fantástica. Não foi muito tempo, mas valeu a pena.&lt;br /&gt;Dali para o aeroporto foi um instante e quando demos por nó já estávamos no Continente à espera das malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A despedida, como todas as despedidas, custou. Sinto como se tivesse feito amigos para a vida…e fiz. Sei que isto parece lamechas, mas é mais forte que eu. Quando penso e sinto tenho que o dizer. Porque tanto da minha parte como da parte do restante grupo criámos um laço de amizade muito especial.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais me vou esquecer desta experiência. Apesar de ter ido em trabalho, confesso que me diverti muito. Houvesse mais trabalho assim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Quim, o nosso querido Quim, teve uma experiência única de vida. Ele nunca mais se vai esquecer destes 5 dias, deste grupo fantástico, da música dos Sebenta e da primeira vez, com apenas 17 anos, que fez tanta coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijinho especial e um Xi apertado a todos (e espero não me esquecer de ninguém): Paulecas, Doc, Carlos, Rui, Tito, Tozé, Pedro, Luís, Tiago, Margarida, Cindy, Rui, André, Carla e Quim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardo recordações únicas de cada um de vocês: &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Paulecas&lt;/strong&gt;, o teu sentido de humor não tem comparação, é único e contagiante. A expressão “não entres por aí”, "não faças isso", já faz parte das minhas memórias. As letras que escreves e a tua voz são únicas. Continua.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Doc&lt;/strong&gt;, és muito mais subtil, até a sorrir e em cima do palco tens uma expressão engraçada para tentar passar despercebido. Excelente companhia.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Carlos&lt;/strong&gt;, quem carinhosamente  comecei a tratar por Mr. T. És um querido, muito pacífico, sempre boa onda. Só senti falta de pelo menos o esboço de uns sorrisos em cima do palco :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Rui&lt;/strong&gt;, mas para mim serás Ruizinho. O que eu me ri contigo. Boa companhia, boas conversas, obrigada pelas massagens e dicas de saúde :) Na bateria és único.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Tito&lt;/strong&gt;, ai Tito, não te vou massacrar, porque isso já tiveste de sobra. Mas vou oferecer-te um relógio com um mostrador gigante :) És 5 estrelas. Um querido. Gosto de ti.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Tozé&lt;/strong&gt;, sempre pacífico. Nunca te vi em stress. Foste impecável connosco. Obrigada.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Pedro&lt;/strong&gt;, quando soube a tua idade nem queria acreditar, não aparentas nada a idade que tens. Para mim és um jovem e o teu humor e boa onda são contagiantes.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Luís&lt;/strong&gt;, mais uma boa surpresa. A tua presença foi uma mais valia para todos.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Tiago&lt;/strong&gt;, sempre com uma ar alucinado, cheio de andamento. Admiro essa pica toda a toda a hora.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Margarida&lt;/strong&gt;, os teus xis são intensos :) muitas das recordações eu tenho tuas são a dormir, ou a descansar, és única. Foi um prazer conhecer-te.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Cindy&lt;/strong&gt;, minha companheira de quarto. Foste uma agradável surpresa, és a chamada mulher furacão, a tua presença foi indispensável e não seria o mesmo sem ti. Obrigada pelos momentos hilariantes que partilhámos juntas, as fotos, o escaldão na piscina, pelas confidências, pela tua energia contagiante.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Rui&lt;/strong&gt;, mais uma boa surpresa. Ganhei um bom amigo. Foram bons momentos, boas e longas conversas. Ah, e foste muito útil como guia pela Madeira, valeu pelos lugares que nos deste a conhecer :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Catarina&lt;/strong&gt;, sempre bem disposta e sempre disposta a falar :) És uma querida.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;André&lt;/strong&gt;, foste um sortudo, sempre no meio de mulheres :) És à maneira, muito boa onda.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Carla&lt;/strong&gt;, és uma querida, o teu ar doce corresponde totalmente à verdade, não consigo descrever-te de outra forma.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Quim&lt;/strong&gt;, o mais novo, a nossa mascote. Foste uma revelação. O menino tímido de Freamunde revelou-se e conquistou um carinho especial em todos nós. Encantaste-me e espero que este seja a primeira de muitas experiências boas na tua vida, tu mereces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos têm um lugar especial no meu coração. Gosto muito muito de vocês!&lt;br /&gt;Para acabar, o balanço foi positivo, aliás, foi do Best! &lt;br /&gt;“A  Ver Vamos” quando há mais :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4279413347301850704?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4279413347301850704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/03/diario-rapariga-da-ilha.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4279413347301850704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4279413347301850704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/03/diario-rapariga-da-ilha.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Diário  - A Rapariga da Ilha&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/ScJNgCgfj7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YN66qJ-b978/s72-c/DSC01022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-7372599005064235989</id><published>2009-03-03T12:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:12:54.011Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Transformar...</title><content type='html'>"Transformar o mundo não posso, mas talvez possa transformar o mundo à minha volta".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Casimiro de Brito)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...é o que faço todos os dias...no bom e no mau, &lt;br /&gt;com as pessoas certas ou erradas com quem falo e me dou, &lt;br /&gt;nos momentos bons ou menos bons que vivo, &lt;br /&gt;nas palavras genuínas ou falhadas que digo, &lt;br /&gt;nos gestos frios ou quentes que tenho, &lt;br /&gt;nas linhas direitas ou tortas que escrevo, &lt;br /&gt;nas músicas alegres ou depressivas que ouço, &lt;br /&gt;nos trabalhos mais ou menos stressantes em que me empenho, &lt;br /&gt;nas paixões e desgostos que sofro ou fiz sofrer...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou assim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-7372599005064235989?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7372599005064235989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/03/transformar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7372599005064235989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7372599005064235989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/03/transformar.html' title='Transformar...'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8045113723393302649</id><published>2009-02-25T20:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:40:45.719Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Desejo</title><content type='html'>O desejo tem de ser expressado, caso contrário é inútil sentir e pensar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8045113723393302649?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8045113723393302649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/desejo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8045113723393302649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8045113723393302649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/desejo.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Desejo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6680054402382121919</id><published>2009-02-20T21:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:24:26.086Z</updated><title type='text'>Lugar Secreto</title><content type='html'>Ontem vi a Luz e descobri o meu Lugar Secreto.&lt;br /&gt;Foi bom, estranho, reconfortante e muito relaxante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maioria vai pensar que sou doida, que ando a trabalhar demais e já estou com alucinações ou então que ando a fumar cenas...nada disso. Exercício de relaxamento, meditação, uma espécie de auto-hipnose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consegui parar e por momentos sair da agitação da vida que tenho. &lt;br /&gt;O engraçado é que a primeira vez é difícil porque temos a cabeça com tantos pensamentos, sempre a mil à hora que custa abstrair-nos de tudo e de todos. Mas depois de tentar e tentar e fazer um esforço para não pensar em nada, cheguei lá...mas depois claro que se pensa em alguma coisa. Por norma coisas boas e que nos deixam num estado quase Zen. &lt;br /&gt;A sensação é estranha, confesso. Desde o calor, ao formigueiro, até que parece que o corpo está a flutuar e nem estamos no nosso corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Não custa nada. E não é preciso muito tempo, basta querer e concentrarmo-nos um bocadinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei, aconselho vivamente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6680054402382121919?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6680054402382121919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/lugar-secreto.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6680054402382121919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6680054402382121919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/lugar-secreto.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Lugar Secreto&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3744226050752346399</id><published>2009-02-18T11:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:12:07.391Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>O destino</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"O destino baralha as cartas, mas somos nós que as jogamos"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Arthur Schopenhauer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que há um destino traçado e que nós o vamos fazendo à medida que tomamos determinadas decisões e escolhemos determinados caminhos, mas a incerteza e as dúvidas de que serão os correctos...essas estão sempre cá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o meu destino gosta de me manter ocupada e dar trabalho. Tem sido non stop e pelos vistos vai continuar a ser nos próximos tempos. &lt;br /&gt;Só espero estar a fazer as jogadas certas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3744226050752346399?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3744226050752346399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-destino.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3744226050752346399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3744226050752346399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-destino.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;O destino&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-516121674374554342</id><published>2009-02-13T13:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:01:33.675Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>You Picked Me</title><content type='html'>Ouvi a primeira vez e fiquei apaixonada. É linda, a letra, a música, até a gaja é gira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É viciante!! É daquelas músicas para ouvir, rir, namorar, chorar, pensar e sonhar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam o vídeo (este é uma montagem com imagens, muito giro) e claro espreitem a letra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrsxW9C7FJE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrsxW9C7FJE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You Picked Me" - A Fine Frenzy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two, three &lt;br /&gt;Counting out the signs we see&lt;br /&gt;The tall buildings &lt;br /&gt;Fading in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Only dots on a map&lt;br /&gt;Four, five, six &lt;br /&gt;The two of us a perfect fit &lt;br /&gt;You're all mine, all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say&lt;br /&gt;Is you blow me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple on a tree &lt;br /&gt;Hiding out behind the leaves&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to reach&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me&lt;br /&gt;Like a shell upon a beach &lt;br /&gt;Just another pretty piece&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to see&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you picked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So softly &lt;br /&gt;Rain against the windows &lt;br /&gt;And the strong coffee &lt;br /&gt;Warming up my fingers &lt;br /&gt;In this fisherman's house&lt;br /&gt;You got me&lt;br /&gt;Searched the sand &lt;br /&gt;And climbed the tree &lt;br /&gt;And brought me back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say&lt;br /&gt;Is you blow me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple on a tree &lt;br /&gt;Hiding out behind the leaves&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to reach&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me&lt;br /&gt;Like a shell upon a beach &lt;br /&gt;Just another pretty piece&lt;br /&gt;I was difficult to see&lt;br /&gt;But you picked me &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you picked me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-516121674374554342?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/516121674374554342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-picked-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/516121674374554342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/516121674374554342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-picked-me.html' title='You Picked Me'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-9158990504217853770</id><published>2009-02-12T20:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:01:54.982Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Perigosas vs Fracos</title><content type='html'>Li isto e não resisti, tive que partilhar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Não há mulheres perigosas, há apenas homens fracos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem fala assim é André Maurois (um homem!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-9158990504217853770?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/9158990504217853770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/perigosas-vs-fracos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/9158990504217853770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/9158990504217853770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/perigosas-vs-fracos.html' title='Perigosas vs Fracos'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-9036212711003310776</id><published>2009-02-10T15:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:04:09.525Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Miopia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Aquilo que se considera destino...é na realidade miopia pura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(William Faulkner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e eu realmente vejo mal...as coisas, as pessoas, as atitudes, os sentimentos, os momentos, as situações...vou ao médico aumentar a graduação dos óculos, é o melhor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-9036212711003310776?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/9036212711003310776/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/miopia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/9036212711003310776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/9036212711003310776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/miopia.html' title='Miopia'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-1487016498954321088</id><published>2009-02-09T12:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:07:50.989Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Pensamento</title><content type='html'>"Sentir, amar, sofrer, devotar-se, será sempre o texto da vida das mulheres".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honoré de Balzac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1487016498954321088?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1487016498954321088/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/pensamento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1487016498954321088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1487016498954321088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/pensamento.html' title='Pensamento'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6004579498666247851</id><published>2009-02-03T13:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:02:10.470Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Parabéns, Best Rock!!! 6 anos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYhDr52h49I/AAAAAAAAAFw/PieO64YcR-w/s1600-h/dest_logobestrock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYhDr52h49I/AAAAAAAAAFw/PieO64YcR-w/s320/dest_logobestrock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298559383144358866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há tempo para mais, depois faço o discurso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6004579498666247851?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6004579498666247851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/parabens-best-rock-6-anos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6004579498666247851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6004579498666247851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/02/parabens-best-rock-6-anos.html' title='Parabéns, Best Rock!!! 6 anos!'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYhDr52h49I/AAAAAAAAAFw/PieO64YcR-w/s72-c/dest_logobestrock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3633638876832507697</id><published>2009-01-30T13:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:31:14.668Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Dia da Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYL_OLI_-QI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xVBByi2I0hw/s1600-h/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYL_OLI_-QI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xVBByi2I0hw/s320/saudade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297076730714913026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é dia da Saudade...&lt;br /&gt;e eu tenho saudades de tanta coisa...&lt;br /&gt;de sítios, de pessoas, de ti, de nós, de lugares, de momentos, de cheiros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYMAKo8f1LI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Mlwc9o2deFQ/s1600-h/XoPlle270085-02.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYMAKo8f1LI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Mlwc9o2deFQ/s320/XoPlle270085-02.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297077769507689650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando tinha esta idade as coisas eram muito mais fáceis.&lt;br /&gt;Dá vontade de dizer: Ó tempo volta para trás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou saudosista.&lt;div 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Saudade'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SYL_OLI_-QI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xVBByi2I0hw/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-540278406007123191</id><published>2009-01-29T14:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:15:05.959Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Pensamento do dia</title><content type='html'>A felicidade é salutar para o corpo...mas é o desgosto que desenvolve a força de espírito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5647793209463203298</id><published>2009-01-27T07:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:02:24.285Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Lucky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Jason Mraz Lyrics (featuring Colbie Caillat) - Lucky Song Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean&lt;br /&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the breezes through trees&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s- depois disto questiono-me: Lucky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5647793209463203298?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/5647793209463203298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5647793209463203298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5647793209463203298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/lucky.html' title='Lucky?'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3482154338340579943</id><published>2009-01-23T11:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:14:17.849Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Metade</title><content type='html'>Se não encontras a tua metade da laranja, não desanimes. &lt;br /&gt;Procura a metade do limão, junta açucar, cachaça e gelo...e sê feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3482154338340579943?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3482154338340579943/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Silêncio</title><content type='html'>O silêncio é muito relativo, como tudo na vida. Há dias em que sabe bem estar em silêncio, não falar, não dizer nada. Porque não apetece, porque se tem dores de garganta, porque estamos tristes, chateados ou mal humorados e se falarmos não vai adiantar de nada, ou ainda ficamos pior ou deixamos alguém pior.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que é impossível viver muito tempo em silêncio. Contam as horas de sono, mas até nisso eu quebro a regra, porque segundo dizem eu falo enquanto durmo; podemos estar sozinhos num local, sem ninguém para falar, mas no máximo dura meia dúzia de horas.&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que o silêncio é de fácil interpretação...pois eu lamento, mas vou ter que discordar. É de fácil interpretação quando alguém diz "não quero falar". É de fácil interpretação quando se está sozinho e não se tem ninguém para falar. Agora não é de fácil interpretação quando a resposta é silêncio. Nem quando se está com uma pessoa e o que existe é somente silêncio. E o silêncio, o teu silêncio...deixa-me de rastos (...)&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que quando existe "silêncio" entre duas pessoas significa uma de duas coisas: que elas se devem aproximar ou então significa que elas se devem afastar. O desafio é saber qual a resposta correcta. (...)&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém souber, "que atire a primeira pedra".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(isto é apenas um bocadinho de um desabafo do meu caderno)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8260891213883850260?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8260891213883850260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/silncio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8260891213883850260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8260891213883850260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/silncio.html' title='Silêncio'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6294586714929749594</id><published>2009-01-16T06:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:51:11.729Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Desculpa Lá</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1H1KXoBw1w4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1H1KXoBw1w4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa lá se não te disse tudo o que queria dizer.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa lá se quis ser perfeita ainda assim te fiz sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;Não foste só mais um, eu posso jurar ainda que não queiras acreditar. &lt;br /&gt;Ai se eu pudesse fazer o tempo voltar atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que não basta pedir-te perdão. &lt;br /&gt;Foi uma loucura perdi a razão. &lt;br /&gt;Mas se não dá, se já não dá desculpa lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa lá se escondi o jogo e acabei por trair.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa lá agora sei que o amor não nos deixa mentir.&lt;br /&gt;É tarde e estou só e só vou ficar.&lt;br /&gt;Tu não me perdoas não posso voltar&lt;br /&gt;Mas se não dá, se já não dá desculpa lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa lá se quis levar-te a jogo e te fiz perder&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa lá por ter dado as cartas sem as conhecer&lt;br /&gt;Agora que eu volto só tens de me ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Depois me dirás se eu volto a partir&lt;br /&gt;ai se eu pudesse fazer o tempo voltar atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que não basta pedir-te perdão. &lt;br /&gt;Foi uma loucura perdi a razão. &lt;br /&gt;Mas se não dá, se já não dá desculpa lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana Lucas&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Liliana Soares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito da voz da miúda, gosto da letra (tem algum....muito sentido) e a música entra no ouvido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6294586714929749594?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6294586714929749594/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4336401925063920556</id><published>2009-01-15T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:20:05.609Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diálogo'/><title type='text'>Diálogo</title><content type='html'>A: Detesto quando há bola.&lt;br /&gt;B: Então, mas porquê?&lt;br /&gt;A: Fico triste…sou sempre trocada por um grupo de 11 gajos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4336401925063920556?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4336401925063920556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3266275943979389462</id><published>2009-01-14T12:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:19:11.811Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Olhar</title><content type='html'>Quem olha para fora sonha&lt;br /&gt;Quem olha para dentro acorda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3266275943979389462?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3266275943979389462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/olhar.html#comment-form' title='0 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Dia</title><content type='html'>O carinho sente-se, não se ensina&lt;br /&gt;transmite-se, não se perdoa&lt;br /&gt;oferece-se, não se pede.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-519100353035949907?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/519100353035949907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/pensamento-do-dia_08.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/519100353035949907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/519100353035949907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/pensamento-do-dia_08.html' title='Pensamento do Dia'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6476251294600745871</id><published>2009-01-07T13:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:44:53.600Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>It's Not About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/NDe9QoZBQa/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/NDe9QoZBQa/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/neoboymusic/video/8RJpTVlk/scouting_for_girls_scouting_for_girls_its_not_about_you_m/"&gt;Scouting For Girls - its not about you - Scouting For Girls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonei-me por esta musica dos Scouting for Girls a primeira vez que a ouvi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica a letra :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouting For Girls - It's Not About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said its not about you &lt;br /&gt;it's not about you, it's me &lt;br /&gt;She said it's not about you &lt;br /&gt;it's not about you, it's me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes its good &lt;br /&gt;sometimes its bad &lt;br /&gt;but living with you, well it's driving me mad &lt;br /&gt;And sometimes its good &lt;br /&gt;sometimes its bad &lt;br /&gt;but living with you is, well it's becomming a drag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a beautiful smile, she's a gleam in your eye &lt;br /&gt;dresses like a princess, playing games in your mind &lt;br /&gt;Falling out of her top, runs a hand through her hair &lt;br /&gt;playing so hard to get, cause she knows that you care &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to love you more, how to love you more &lt;br /&gt;how to love you more, my friend &lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to love you more, how to love you more &lt;br /&gt;how to love you more, my.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we got, i guess we got &lt;br /&gt;i guess we got nothing to say &lt;br /&gt;I guess we got, i guess we got &lt;br /&gt;i guess we got... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about you(don't you go) &lt;br /&gt;i guess we got &lt;br /&gt;It's not about you(don't you go) &lt;br /&gt;i guess we got &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes its good &lt;br /&gt;sometimes its bad &lt;br /&gt;but living with you, well it's driving me mad &lt;br /&gt;And sometimes its good &lt;br /&gt;sometimes its bad &lt;br /&gt;but living with you is, well it's making me sad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is this how it ends? Well nobody knows &lt;br /&gt;she'll be gone for a year and we'll see how it goes &lt;br /&gt;Moving out of your flat, slipping right through your hands &lt;br /&gt;she's a difficult girl and your a sillier man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to love you more… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about about you &lt;br /&gt;(don't you go home, don't you go home, don't you leave me here alone)*3 &lt;br /&gt;(And sometimes its good &lt;br /&gt;sometimes its bad &lt;br /&gt;but living with you, well it's driving me mad &lt;br /&gt;And sometimes its good &lt;br /&gt;sometimes its bad &lt;br /&gt;but living with you is, well your driving me...)*1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i don't know, i don't know &lt;br /&gt;how to love you, but i love you so &lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i don't know, i don't know &lt;br /&gt;why i love you, but i love you so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we got, i guess we got …. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about about you …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6476251294600745871?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6476251294600745871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-not-about-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6476251294600745871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6476251294600745871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-not-about-you.html' title='It&apos;s Not About You'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4989946430556943288</id><published>2009-01-06T21:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:45:42.297Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Pensamento do Dia</title><content type='html'>Para os erros...há perdão&lt;br /&gt;Para os fracassos...oportunidades&lt;br /&gt;Para os amores impossíveis...tempo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4989946430556943288?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4768148557726528518</id><published>2008-12-19T07:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:55:22.650Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Odeio..</title><content type='html'>ESTAR DOENTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada mãe e pai que cuidaram de mim e me mimaram durante o meu grave estado de enfermidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4768148557726528518?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4768148557726528518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/12/odeio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4768148557726528518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4768148557726528518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/12/odeio.html' title='Odeio..'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5287032294634270367</id><published>2008-12-17T12:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:55:51.850Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagens'/><title type='text'>Feliz Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ooc5eJc5SHA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ooc5eJc5SHA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano não vai haver nem mensagens, nem telefonemas, nem e-mails a desejar um Feliz Natal. Aqui ficam os meus votos nesta quadra. Uma música gira que se enquadra no espírito natalício.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijokas natalícias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5287032294634270367?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/5287032294634270367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5287032294634270367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5287032294634270367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-2445704163272276211</id><published>2008-12-16T10:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:54:53.770Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><title type='text'>Me, Myself and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2449958197309122719&amp;amp;site=widget-9f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2449958197309122719&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/p1/2449958197309122719/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2449958197309122719&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/p2/2449958197309122719/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2449958197309122719&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/p4/2449958197309122719/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14484751-2445704163272276211?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/2445704163272276211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-myself-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2445704163272276211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2445704163272276211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-myself-and-i.html' title='Me, Myself and I'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3261623924899076836</id><published>2008-11-28T08:31:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:56:49.921Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Precipício</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SS-syhT8HWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8e1Ou2oMVuQ/s1600-h/abismo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SS-syhT8HWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8e1Ou2oMVuQ/s320/abismo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273623672609578338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"À beira de um precipício só há uma maneira de andar para a frente: é dar um passo atrás" &lt;br /&gt;(M. de Montaigne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E existem tantos precípícios nas nossas vidas. Uns separam-nos, outros unem-nos. De um lado do precipício percebemos uma coisa, do outro lado dizem-nos outra. É confuso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tenho medo de saltar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3261623924899076836?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3261623924899076836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/precipcio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3261623924899076836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3261623924899076836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/precipcio.html' title='Precipício'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SS-syhT8HWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8e1Ou2oMVuQ/s72-c/abismo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5986773633125164636</id><published>2008-11-25T14:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:42:29.544Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Broken Strings</title><content type='html'>Já sei, já sei, mais uma música, mas é mais forte que eu. &lt;br /&gt;Adoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Morrison com Nelly Furtado, viciem-se!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrZcB-9i7I0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrZcB-9i7I0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you&lt;br /&gt;For the last time&lt;br /&gt;It’s the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me&lt;br /&gt;Now I can’t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;It’s so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I’m speaking&lt;br /&gt;It’s the voice of someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it’s not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can’t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don’t want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you something that ain’t real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;A lie is worse&lt;br /&gt;I can’t like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what are we doing&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there’s nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It’s like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hold but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forgive but it’s not enough&lt;br /&gt;To make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can’t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don’t want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you something that ain’t real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;I can’t like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we’re running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there’s nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;It’s like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t play our broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can’t feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don’t want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you something that ain’t real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;I can’t like it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love you a little less than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It’s the last change to feel again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5986773633125164636?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/5986773633125164636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken-strings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5986773633125164636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5986773633125164636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken-strings.html' title='Broken Strings'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-1390872025614000219</id><published>2008-11-18T11:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:46:04.873Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Gotta Be Somebody </title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2rZ8Y1yY64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2rZ8Y1yY64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta Be Somebody- Nickelback &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I wonder what it feels like &lt;br /&gt;To find the one in this life &lt;br /&gt;The one we all dream of &lt;br /&gt;But dreams just aren't enough &lt;br /&gt;So I´ll be waiting for the real thing. &lt;br /&gt;I'll know it by the feeling. &lt;br /&gt;The moment when we´re meeting &lt;br /&gt;Will play out like a scene straight off the silver screen &lt;br /&gt;So I`ll be holdin’ my breath &lt;br /&gt;Right up to the end &lt;br /&gt;Until that moment when &lt;br /&gt;I find the one that I'll spend forever with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to be the last one there. &lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands. &lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to go it on their own &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody else that feels the same somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight out on the street out in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;And damn it this feels too right &lt;br /&gt;It´s just like Déjà Vu &lt;br /&gt;Me standin’ here with you &lt;br /&gt;So I´ll be holdin`my breath &lt;br /&gt;Could this be the end? &lt;br /&gt;Is it that moment when &lt;br /&gt;I find the one that I spend forever with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause nobody wants to be the last one there &lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands. &lt;br /&gt;There´s gotta be somebody for me like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause nobody wants to go it on their own &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody else that feels the same somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;There`s gotta be somebody for me out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can´t give up! &lt;br /&gt;When you're Lookin´ for a diamond in the rough &lt;br /&gt;Because you never know when it shows up &lt;br /&gt;Make sure you´re holdin` on &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it could be the one, the one you´re waiting on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause nobody wants to be the last one there. &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands. &lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me &lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to go it on their own &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they´re not alone. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody else that feels the same somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;There `s gotta be somebody for me out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants to be the last one there &lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to feel like someone cares. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody else that feels the same somewhere? &lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me out there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando viciada nesta música. Eu sei, eu sei, mais uma. &lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias, várias vezes por dia. &lt;br /&gt;Até criámos o momento Nickelback na hora das 9h :)&lt;br /&gt;O ritmo é contagiante e a letra espelha tanta coisa com que me identifico. &lt;br /&gt;Oiçam e espero que fiquem viciados como eu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1390872025614000219?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1390872025614000219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/gotta-be-somebody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1390872025614000219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1390872025614000219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/gotta-be-somebody.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Gotta Be Somebody &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-1771325506462885793</id><published>2008-11-17T09:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:56:18.815Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Estado...</title><content type='html'>...de rastos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-1771325506462885793?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/1771325506462885793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/estado.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1771325506462885793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/1771325506462885793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/estado.html' title='Estado...'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8856706787683905777</id><published>2008-11-11T07:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:59:15.912Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>Dia do Ex</title><content type='html'>Hoje é aquele dia que também se assinala no calendário.&lt;br /&gt;Não é que tenha tido muitos namorados, mas os que tive todos deixam recordações. Boas ou más, muitas ou poucas, para recordar com carinho e saudade ou odiar lembrar, eles (os Ex) fazem parte das nossas vidas. Pelos menos alguns fizeram e já não fazem mais, outros vão fazendo. &lt;br /&gt;E com eles aprendemos, independentemente de ter sido ou não um erro, de ter corrido bem ou não, de ter durado muito ou pouco.&lt;br /&gt;Amei, fui amada, alguns não me amaram como eu amei. Não enganei, mas fui enganada. Chorei e fiz chorar.&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me que quando me apaixonei pela primeira vez pensei que ia ser para sempre. Enganei-me! E voltei a enganar-me umas quantas vezes. Só acreditei nisso quando o meu coração quase parou de bater por um grande amor.&lt;br /&gt;Guardo todas as recordações, mas claro que prefiro falar nas boas. &lt;br /&gt;Aqueles momentos que jamais esquecerei e que recordo frequentemente: os beijos, dos mais suaves aos mais ardentes; dos abraços calorosos, em que parece que o meu corpo encaixa perfeitamente no dele; do perfume dele e do cheiro contagiante da pele dele; dos tiques; do sorriso; do olhar; das piadas; até dos momentos em que cantava ao som de uma música que gostava…&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem tudo é um mar de rosas e há coisas que quero esquecer-me de lembrar-me. Tarefa difícil! Mas amar é sofrer. E por vezes paro para pensar em muita coisa..há momentos em que tenho dúvidas, não sei se sei amar e se sei ser amada. Não sei se exijo muito ou pouco dos outros ou de mim…não sei tanta coisa...mas espero aprender.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, o coração tem razões que a própria razão desconhece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10 Novembro)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8856706787683905777?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8856706787683905777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/dia-do-ex.html#comment-form' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8856706787683905777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8856706787683905777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/11/dia-do-ex.html' title='Dia do Ex'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-5748701952980376649</id><published>2008-10-06T09:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:01:03.928Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caricatura'/><title type='text'>A minha caricatura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SOnTRc7T5nI/AAAAAAAAADU/57CEbttiKrw/s1600-h/Caricatura+T%C3%A2nia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SOnTRc7T5nI/AAAAAAAAADU/57CEbttiKrw/s320/Caricatura+T%C3%A2nia.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253962737080591986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidi partilhar a minha caricatura feita por um amigo muito querido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito obrigada, Miguel. Adorei!&lt;br /&gt;Beijinho grande&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-5748701952980376649?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/5748701952980376649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/10/minha-caricatura.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5748701952980376649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/5748701952980376649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/10/minha-caricatura.html' title='A minha caricatura'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SOnTRc7T5nI/AAAAAAAAADU/57CEbttiKrw/s72-c/Caricatura+T%C3%A2nia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-7756487271033825843</id><published>2008-09-30T11:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:01:31.903Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><title type='text'>Friends </title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2449958197301229750&amp;site=widget-b6.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;ct=1&amp;at=un&amp;id=2449958197301229750&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/d1/2449958197301229750/ok_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide12.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;ct=1&amp;at=un&amp;id=2449958197301229750&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/d2/2449958197301229750/ok_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14484751-7756487271033825843?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7756487271033825843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7756487271033825843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7756487271033825843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Friends &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-771353803107618514</id><published>2008-09-15T17:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:46:21.558Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved </title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s5Ds1zndYwk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s5Ds1zndYwk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you, &lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move, &lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand, &lt;br /&gt;Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am, &lt;br /&gt;Some try to hand me money they don't understand, &lt;br /&gt;I'm not...broke I'm just a broken hearted man, &lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do, &lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I'm still in love with you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me, &lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be, &lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet, &lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving... &lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says son you can't stay here, &lt;br /&gt;I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows, &lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me, &lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be, &lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet, &lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving... &lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving... &lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy&lt;br /&gt;Who's waiting on a girl... &lt;br /&gt;Oohoohwoo&lt;br /&gt;There are no holes in his shoes&lt;br /&gt;But a big hole in his world... &lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved, &lt;br /&gt;And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news, &lt;br /&gt;And you'll come running to the corner... &lt;br /&gt;Cos you'll know it's just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me, &lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be, &lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet, &lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving... &lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you, &lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou apaixonada pelo grupo e por esta música!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já sei, já sei, só ponho letras de músicas e vídeos, mas não há tempo para mais. Prometo em breve publicar as fotos das férias :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-771353803107618514?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/771353803107618514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/09/script-man-who-cant-be-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/771353803107618514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/771353803107618514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/09/script-man-who-cant-be-moved.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;The Script - The Man Who Can&apos;t Be Moved &lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-2303183499054065663</id><published>2008-08-13T15:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:02:23.367Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>Sudoeste 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SKL2vW8dwpI/AAAAAAAAADM/oRziAQB1nlg/s1600-h/SUC51219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SKL2vW8dwpI/AAAAAAAAADM/oRziAQB1nlg/s320/SUC51219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234017010431410834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah pois é, amigos!! &lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrei a Yael Naim no Festival do Sudoeste, que passou completamente despercebida aos restantes, mas fui lá e tirei uma foto com ela e com a minha maninha. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ela no concerto reconheceu-nos...estávamos mesmo nas grades da frente :)&lt;br /&gt;A música "New Soul" foi o ponto alto da actuação dela.&lt;br /&gt;Foi o melhor concerto desse dia!!! Amei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s-Esqueçam lá os cabelos no ar, estava vento, ok??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-2303183499054065663?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/2303183499054065663/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/08/sudoeste-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2303183499054065663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/2303183499054065663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/08/sudoeste-2008.html' title='Sudoeste 2008'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/SKL2vW8dwpI/AAAAAAAAADM/oRziAQB1nlg/s72-c/SUC51219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-7527321589079584143</id><published>2008-06-04T11:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:46:50.919Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Intervalo</title><content type='html'>Ouvi a primeira vez esta música e fiquei apaixonada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per7ume é um novo projecto musical de alguns ex-membros dos Ornatos Violeta e dos Blunder, dois grupos que deixam saudades.&lt;br /&gt;Este é o primeiro single do disco de estreia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica a letra e o videoclip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Per7ume ft Rui Veloso - Intervalo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida em câmara lenta, &lt;br /&gt;Oito ou oitenta, &lt;br /&gt;Sinto que vou emergir, &lt;br /&gt;Já sei de cor todas as canções de amor, &lt;br /&gt;Para a conquista partir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz que tenho sal, &lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes mal, &lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li, &lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi, &lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei, &lt;br /&gt;Noticia do jornal &lt;br /&gt;O quadro minimal… &lt;br /&gt;Sou eu… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida à média rés, &lt;br /&gt;Levanta os pés &lt;br /&gt;Não vás em futebois, apesar… &lt;br /&gt;Do intervalo, que é quando eu falo, &lt;br /&gt;Para não me incomodar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz que tenho sal, &lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes mal, &lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li, ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes já &lt;br /&gt;Historia que não terminou &lt;br /&gt;Não me deixes… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No livro que eu não li, &lt;br /&gt;No filme que eu não vi, &lt;br /&gt;Na foto onde eu não entrei, &lt;br /&gt;Noticia do jornal &lt;br /&gt;O quadro minimal… &lt;br /&gt;Sou eu… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nzv9R5kFnLk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nzv9R5kFnLk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-7527321589079584143?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/7527321589079584143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/06/intervalo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7527321589079584143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/7527321589079584143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/06/intervalo.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Intervalo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-191769185838609808</id><published>2008-04-28T15:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:03:07.978Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>CV resumido</title><content type='html'>Ao longo dos meus 26 anos de vida já aprendi muita coisa e já posso dizer que já tenho um vasto currículo.&lt;br /&gt;Conheci a minha melhor amiga na barriga da minha mãe.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi a dividir e a partilhar tudo na vida desde que nasci.&lt;br /&gt;Fiz os trabalhos de casa da minha irmã para que ela não tivesse falta.&lt;br /&gt;Colei muitas pastilhas no cabelo sem querer, sempre fui desastrada.&lt;br /&gt;Parti a cabeça vezes sem conta.&lt;br /&gt;Caí e chorei muito em criança, mas os meus pais ensinaram-me a levantar.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que não canto bem, mas ainda assim continuo a cantar porque gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Quis ser professora, bailarina, actriz e já fiz um bocadinho de cada.&lt;br /&gt;Já queimei tachos e panelas…sou distraída.&lt;br /&gt;Parti loiça de valor, até parti o coração de alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que sou doida por chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que a melhor parte de se fazer um doce ou uma sobremesa é lamber a taça ou os dedos no final.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi a nadar com o meu irmão.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi com o meu pai o que sei sobre agricultura e descobri que, apesar de não gostar, até tenho jeito.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que sabe melhor apanhar a fruta das árvores e comê-la no momento.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não se escolhe de quem se gosta.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que amar é sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que é preferível dizer sempre a verdade, ainda que esta magoe.&lt;br /&gt;Também aprendi que por vezes o silêncio é a melhor palavra.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que o medo é psicológico e que podemos superá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que mãe há só uma e a minha é única, no bom e no mau.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que estar vivo é uma luta diária.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que as pessoas que queremos esquecer são as mais difíceis de esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que nada é eterno.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que se deve beber com moderação porque a ressaca é lixada.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que existe a verdadeira amizade, e eu tenho os melhores amigos do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que há sonhos que se tornam realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que as coisas boas também nos acontecem a nós.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que podemos chorar em qualquer sítio, até mesmo em locais públicos.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que uma alegria partilhada é uma dupla alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que uma tristeza partilhada é mais fácil de suportar.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que todos temos uma criança dentro de nós e que esse lado é o que dá cor e alegria à vida.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não podemos ser sempre orgulhosos e às vezes temos que “dar o braço a torcer”.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que dói muito perder alguém de quem se gosta e que teremos sempre saudades.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que nos conseguimos sentir sozinhos mesmo estando rodeados de uma multidão de pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que não sou perfeita, mas ninguém é.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que eu sou assim.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que ainda tenho muito para aprender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-191769185838609808?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/191769185838609808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/04/cv-resumido.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/191769185838609808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/191769185838609808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/04/cv-resumido.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;CV resumido&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-8923563519072520009</id><published>2008-04-11T10:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:04:09.426Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento'/><title type='text'>Não tenho pressa</title><content type='html'>Não tenho pressa.&lt;br /&gt;Pressa de quê?&lt;br /&gt;Não têm pressa o sol e a lua: &lt;br /&gt;estão certos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter pressa é crer que a gente &lt;br /&gt;passa adiante das pernas.&lt;br /&gt;Ou que, dando um pulo, salta &lt;br /&gt;por cima da sombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não; não tenho pressa.&lt;br /&gt;Se estendo um braço, &lt;br /&gt;chego exactamente onde &lt;br /&gt;o meu braço chega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem um centímetro mais longe.&lt;br /&gt;Toco só onde toco, não onde penso.&lt;br /&gt;Só me posso sentar onde estou.&lt;br /&gt;E isto faz rir como todas as verdades &lt;br /&gt;absolutamente verdadeiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que faz rir a valer é que nós &lt;br /&gt;pensamos sempre noutra cousa.&lt;br /&gt;E somos vadios do nosso corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alberto Caeiro)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-8923563519072520009?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/8923563519072520009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-tenho-pressa.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8923563519072520009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/8923563519072520009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-tenho-pressa.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Não tenho pressa&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-3375103249214468419</id><published>2008-04-09T08:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:47:07.934Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R_x2d3L98jI/AAAAAAAAADE/KVJkOuMN7FM/s1600-h/cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R_x2d3L98jI/AAAAAAAAADE/KVJkOuMN7FM/s320/cc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187151126226399794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colbie Caillat - Realize&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize,&lt;br /&gt;That your warmth is. Crashing down on in.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize,&lt;br /&gt;That I am on your side&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I, Didn't I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you,&lt;br /&gt;No it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;No I cant spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;and will never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realized what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;we'd never have to wonder if&lt;br /&gt;we missed out on each other now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh I'm on your side&lt;br /&gt;didn't I, didn't I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;This all can pass you by.. Didn't I tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you,&lt;br /&gt;no its never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;no I can't spell it out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realized what I just realized…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always the same&lt;br /&gt;no it's never the same&lt;br /&gt;if you don't feel it to.&lt;br /&gt;If you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;If you would meet me half way.&lt;br /&gt;It could be the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realized what I just realized…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Das músicas que mais ouço nos últimos dias...linda!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-3375103249214468419?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/3375103249214468419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/04/realize.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3375103249214468419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/3375103249214468419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/04/realize.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Realize&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R_x2d3L98jI/AAAAAAAAADE/KVJkOuMN7FM/s72-c/cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-419485576146864143</id><published>2008-03-28T10:13:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:04:34.236Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>Impacto Total 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-zF2nL98iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0AFB2W9P_uo/s1600-h/SUC59773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-zF2nL98iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0AFB2W9P_uo/s320/SUC59773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182734813219385890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Miguel não ficou com marcas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah pois é....eu estive com as estrelas do Wrestling e para comprovar que eles não são tão maus como se diz...aqui ficam as fotos.&lt;br /&gt;Raven, Eugene e Joey Matthews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-zFXHL98hI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JUU67Bgbp7k/s1600-h/SUC59782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-zFXHL98hI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JUU67Bgbp7k/s320/SUC59782.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182734272053506578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-zFPnL98gI/AAAAAAAAACs/5p_JqNe6nzY/s1600-h/SUC59776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-zFPnL98gI/AAAAAAAAACs/5p_JqNe6nzY/s320/SUC59776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182734143204487682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey Matthews, Eu, Eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-419485576146864143?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/419485576146864143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/03/impacto-total-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/419485576146864143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/419485576146864143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/03/impacto-total-2.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Impacto Total 2&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-zF2nL98iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0AFB2W9P_uo/s72-c/SUC59773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-4775252915458675436</id><published>2008-03-20T15:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:47:32.866Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Superwoman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-KDvXL98fI/AAAAAAAAACk/G04Q8RktRnI/s1600-h/aliciakeyslisboa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-KDvXL98fI/AAAAAAAAACk/G04Q8RktRnI/s320/aliciakeyslisboa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179847371130794482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui ver!!!&lt;br /&gt;Muito bom!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-4775252915458675436?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/4775252915458675436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/03/superwoman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4775252915458675436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/4775252915458675436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/03/superwoman.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Superwoman&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R-KDvXL98fI/AAAAAAAAACk/G04Q8RktRnI/s72-c/aliciakeyslisboa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14484751.post-6636224397143934866</id><published>2008-03-04T11:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:05:01.067Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desabafos'/><title type='text'>P.S.- I LOVE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R804uSmyC_I/AAAAAAAAACc/Wk4GiaWVc04/s1600-h/1403349975_dd6f523619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R804uSmyC_I/AAAAAAAAACc/Wk4GiaWVc04/s320/1403349975_dd6f523619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173853914838207474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem fui ver o filme P.s-I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica o resumo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mais importante fica por dizer...&lt;br /&gt;Holly Kennedy (interpretada por Hilary Swank) é bonita, inteligente e casada com o amor da sua vida – Gerry – um apaixonado, divertido e impetuoso irlandês. &lt;br /&gt;Quando Gerry morre, a vida de Holly parece também ter terminado. Ninguém a conhece como Gerry. Mas ele não partiu sem planear tudo com antecedência. Antes de morrer, Gerry escreve a Holly várias cartas que a ajudarão a reencontrar a alegria de viver.&lt;br /&gt;No seu 30º aniversário, Holly recebe um bolo e uma cassete gravada por Gerry que a incita a sair e celebrar a vida. &lt;br /&gt;Nas semanas e meses seguintes Holly recebe novas cartas, entregues de formas surpreendentes, que terminam todas com P.S. I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;Cada carta é um passo em frente no processo de recuperação de Holly, que lentamente volta a acreditar na felicidade. &lt;br /&gt;Com as palavras de Gerry como seu guia, Holly embarca numa tocante, excitante e por vezes hilariante viagem de redescoberta numa história sobre casamento, amizade e como a força do amor consegue transformar a morte num novo começo de vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui ficam algumas citações das quais gostei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Gerry Kennedy: [holding Holly by the shoulders] What do you want? I know what I want, cause I'm holding it in my hands. You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Gerry Kennedy: I know what I want, because I have it in my hands right now. You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Patricia: I bet you've had a hard time walking into a room full of people on your own, right? Yeah. I know that. I know what it is not to feel like your in the room until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense, just to let everyone know... you're with him. You're his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Daniel Connelly: What do women want?&lt;br /&gt;Holly Kennedy: [whispering] We have no idea what we want.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Connelly: I knew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Jerry: I don't worry about your remembering me... I worry about your remembering yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver o filme com a minha mana e com a Marta. Escusado será dizer que chorámos as 3 que nem umas Madalenas! &lt;br /&gt;Eu fui mais subtil. &lt;br /&gt;A Marta ainda tentou disfarçar, se bem que é impossível disfarçar os olhos de choro quando a luz se acende. &lt;br /&gt;Agora a minha irmã…foi hilariante. Ela limpava as lágrimas que jorravam, e não estou a exagerar, ela limpava as lágrimas às mangas da camisola…lindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para além das cenas tristes e comoventes o filme teve muitos e bons momentos de humor que também nos fizeram dar umas valentes gargalhadas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito da companhia, do filme, dos actores, da música, das mensagens… &lt;br /&gt;Gostava de ser o “Gerry” de alguém (é preciso ir ver o filme para perceber isso).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14484751-6636224397143934866?l=taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/feeds/6636224397143934866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/03/ps-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6636224397143934866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14484751/posts/default/6636224397143934866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taniaqcarvalho.blogspot.com/2008/03/ps-i-love-you.html' title='P.S.- I LOVE YOU'/><author><name>Tânia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404497885090781389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/S5UE_Cm0eqI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1bGn3M37lzE/S220/Tania.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21hcTSrtLY/R804uSmyC_I/AAAAAAAAACc/Wk4GiaWVc04/s72-c/1403349975_dd6f523619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
