<?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-4175740740516248979</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:11:36.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O mundo de Karine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-6563255949057935138</id><published>2009-11-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:01:19.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quer levar minha bagagem?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SwdJgF97TsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v3vvkcDSKJc/s1600/espa%C3%A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406370693388127938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SwdJgF97TsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v3vvkcDSKJc/s200/espa%C3%A7o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Como dois estranhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;cada um na sua estrada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nos deparamos, numa esquina, num lugar comum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E aí? Quais são seus planos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Eu até que tenho vários. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Se me acompanhar, no caminho eu possso te contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E mesmo assim, eu queria te perguntar, se você tem ai contigo alguma coisa pra me dar, se tem espaço de sobra no seu coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Quer levar minha bagagem ou não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E pelo visto, vou te inserir na minha paisagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;e você vai me ensinar as suas verdades e se pensar, a gente já queria tudo isso desde o inicio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;De dia, vou me mostrar de longe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;De noite, você verá de perto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;O certo e o incerto, a gente vai saber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E mesmo assim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Queria te contar que eu tenho aqui comigo alguma coisa pra te dar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Tem espaço de sobra no meu coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Eu vou levar sua bagagem e o que mais estiver à mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-6563255949057935138?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/6563255949057935138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=6563255949057935138' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/6563255949057935138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/6563255949057935138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/2009/11/quer-levar-minha-bagagem.html' title='Quer levar minha bagagem?!?!?!'/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SwdJgF97TsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v3vvkcDSKJc/s72-c/espa%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-2236758394513515852</id><published>2009-03-29T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:02:08.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/Sc_gejweARI/AAAAAAAAACk/BSzLvhM_Ews/s1600-h/07022009(089).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318716500547076370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/Sc_gejweARI/AAAAAAAAACk/BSzLvhM_Ews/s320/07022009(089).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Essa boneca tem manual?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sou uma menina - mulher que se descobre a cada dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que se irrita e que fica encabulada com os elogios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que chora vendo comercial de Tv,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que sente saudades dos amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;que nem sempre tem oportunidade de tê-los por perto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que esquece os aniversários de quem mais ama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que se perde no meio da agenda lotada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que perde o ônibus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que perde a hora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mas sem perder o destino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sei onde quero ir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que tem preguiça de acordar cedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que tem pavor de despertador tocando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que todos os dias logo pela manhã repete a mesma frase: "Ninguém merece levantar cedo!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mas levanto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que nem sempre sabe esperar na fila,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que perde a paciência com as mocinhas do Mcdonalds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que não sabe viver longe da poesia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que ama os poetas, os loucos, os avessos, os contrários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que se emociona com pequenas coisas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que ri de si mesmo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que ri dos outros, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que gosta de roupas bonitas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;De ficar cheirosa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;De deixar a cama esticadinha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e de sorvete de flocos e chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que gosta de amar as pessoas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ainda que no limite do meu amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Porque acredito que essa vida é curta demais para perdê-la com rancores desnecessários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que já sofreu muito, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mas que também já colheu muitas alegrias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que é cheia de contradições.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que tem encantos escondidos por toda parte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Preste atenção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;São miúdos, mas constantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Minha casa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ela é azul e verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cercada de grandes árvores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-2236758394513515852?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/2236758394513515852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=2236758394513515852' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-3910784077276859154</id><published>2009-02-26T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:49:05.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um brinde a amizade que resiste ao tempo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SacTXoiv8tI/AAAAAAAAACc/NgYodcYuxv0/s1600-h/DSC02291.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307231982620504786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SacTXoiv8tI/AAAAAAAAACc/NgYodcYuxv0/s320/DSC02291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SacPQfTfXaI/AAAAAAAAACU/vO99P5ncUSk/s1600-h/DSC02291.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chegou a hora de vocês conhecerem mais um pedacinho de mim, na escola éramos chamadas de trio parada dura, as meninas super poderosas, para mim, sempre foram as minhas melhores amigas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não existia uma única reunião de pais, que minha mãe não chegasse brava comigo, pois os professores diziam que falávamos de mais, que era bem verdade, porém negávamos tudo até a morte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brincávamos de esconde-esconde, pega-pega e dançávamos chiquititas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E por isso Apresento-vos da esquerda para direita minhas grandes amigas Clara e Michelli ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Acredito que já nos conhecemos há mais ou menos 12 anos, e cada dia de nossas vidas juntas foi um verdadeiro aprendizado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Neste último sábado dia 21/02 a nossa caçulinha a Mi, se casou reparem bem em sua alegria esta foto foi tirada saindo da igreja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu e a Clarinha fomos madrinhas, e digo que verdadeira honra de ser testemunhas de um amor tão puro e verdadeiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E nesses últimos tempos só uma coisa passou pela minha cabeça, nós crescemos e não houve outro jeito ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ainda consigo lembrar me de um dia na casa da Michelli deveríamos ter por volta de uns 13, 14 anos estávamos na cozinha de sua casa e fizemos um pacto com ketchup e prometemos que só iríamos nos casar depois dos 23 e e a Mi insistiu muito e disse que não, que era muito tarde, que por favor deixassem que ela prometesse depois dos 22...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pois bem aquele pacto funcionou hoje eu com 23 ainda não casei e não penso nisto no momento, mas a Mi conforme prometido se casou aos 22 anos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E posso dizer, ela estava linda, a felicidade era nítida e fiquei e fico muito feliz em ver que mais uma vez tive a oportunidade de participar de sua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoje tenho certeza que a nossa amizade, foi construída no amor de Deus, que nos ensinou que não importa a distância, nem se conseguimos nos ver apenas 1 vez ao ano, o que importa é que o laço que foi criado na infância perdurou e resistiu ao tempo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-3910784077276859154?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/3910784077276859154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=3910784077276859154' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/3910784077276859154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/3910784077276859154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-brinde-amizade-que-resiste-ao-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SacTXoiv8tI/AAAAAAAAACc/NgYodcYuxv0/s72-c/DSC02291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-1535076241854948394</id><published>2009-02-08T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:54:30.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Constelação Karine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskK43xOtFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/w9K4go_4UfI/s1600-h/Karine+montagem+sozinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388850401284895826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskK43xOtFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/w9K4go_4UfI/s200/Karine+montagem+sozinha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SY8JB9uYOqI/AAAAAAAAABk/XkKGlXflX7Y/s1600-h/Karine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E é tão fácil não lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que a vida logo passa e ninguém vai te esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Longe de casa, perto do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O vento no seu rosto, histórias pra contar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Muito forte, lá no alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sempre vão brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Milhões de estrelas coloridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rumo ao infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tudo faz sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vai ser bem melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O que te faz chorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amanhã já te faz rir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meu coração bate ao contrário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pronto pra explodir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um abraço forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bem melhor agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gira e tudo muda de lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Todos os amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Já foram embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Apaga a luz lá fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sempre é hora de brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu gritei, ninguém me ouviu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tentei fugir, ninguém me viu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Correndo pro céu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem vai se importar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me dá a mão e vem comigo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apaga a luz e vem comigo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Correr pelo céu pras estrelas tocar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vai ser bem melhor&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SY8Iqq5hcrI/AAAAAAAAABc/peHJXsrQed0/s1600-h/66.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-1535076241854948394?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/1535076241854948394/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=1535076241854948394' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/1535076241854948394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/1535076241854948394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/2009/02/constelacao-karine-e-e-tao-facil-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskK43xOtFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/w9K4go_4UfI/s72-c/Karine+montagem+sozinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-9149592408652031901</id><published>2009-02-08T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:24:32.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SY8D7tcMySI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y1tjsCR9VCg/s1600-h/07022009(043).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300459610783402274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SY8D7tcMySI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y1tjsCR9VCg/s320/07022009(043).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dia de Folga!!! Uhuhuh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Enfim, desde que o ano começou este foi o meu primeiro fim de semana de folga ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;E posso dizer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Eu estava precisando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Estava cansada;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Estressada;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Irritada;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Mas Deus foi tão bom comigo, que meu deu um dia de paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Em um lugar tão maravilhoso, que não consigo nem explicar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Preciso de mais dias de paz!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-9149592408652031901?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/9149592408652031901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=9149592408652031901' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/9149592408652031901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-7872961850765665221</id><published>2009-01-30T15:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:40:46.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SYOMGv9JQmI/AAAAAAAAABE/550fXKGEEcQ/s1600-h/DSC09658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297231634297864802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SYOMGv9JQmI/AAAAAAAAABE/550fXKGEEcQ/s200/DSC09658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"Em um coração cheio há espaço para tudo, e em um coração vazio não há espaço para nada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Eu não sei se a vida é que vai rápida demais ou se sou eu que estou mais lenta.&lt;br /&gt;O que sei é que ando me atropelando nos próprios passos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Eu resolvi desacelerar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Eu vou no rítmo que posso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Não é fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;É sabedoria que requer aprendizado!&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero aprender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;O descompasso é a causa de todo cansaço.&lt;br /&gt;O corpo é rápido, mas o coração não.&lt;br /&gt;O corpo anda no compasso da agenda.&lt;br /&gt;O coração anda é no compasso do amor miúdo.&lt;br /&gt;O corpo sobrevive de andares largos.&lt;br /&gt;O coração sobrevive de pequenos passos e de demoras.&lt;br /&gt;Eu já fui e voltei a inúmeros lugares e o coração nem saiu do lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;O mistério é saber reconciliar as partes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Conciliar um ritmo que seja bom para os dois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Eu quero aprender.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero o martírio antes da hora.&lt;br /&gt;Quero é o direito de saborear o tempo como se fosse um menina que perdeu a pressa.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Chega de vida complicada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Eu preciso é de simplicidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-7872961850765665221?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/7872961850765665221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=7872961850765665221' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/7872961850765665221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/7872961850765665221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/2009/01/em-um-coracao-cheio-ha-espaco-para-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SYOMGv9JQmI/AAAAAAAAABE/550fXKGEEcQ/s72-c/DSC09658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-6037835483953724615</id><published>2009-01-08T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:16:41.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"A transformação pessoal requer substituição de velhos hábitos por novos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-6037835483953724615?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/6037835483953724615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=6037835483953724615' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/6037835483953724615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/6037835483953724615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/2009/01/transformao-pessoal-requer-substituio.html' title=''/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-5237266743382027490</id><published>2009-01-03T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:22:41.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ano Novo - Vida Nova</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mais um ano se inicia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E lá se vai as promessas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Esse ano não quero saber de promessas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sempre fui péssima nisso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mas vou fazer uma listinha de coisas que eu gostaria de fazer este ano, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Isso não quer dizer que eu, logo eu comecei o ano fazendo as benditas ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mas eu pelo menos tentarei organizar melhor meu ano..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vamos lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Obs:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Essa lista não está em ordem de prioridades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. Atualizar meu blog com mas frequência ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. Andar mais vezes de bicicleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. Encontrar um grande amor, aqueles que dão frio na barriga sabe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. Sair mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. Curtir mais a minha família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. Levar meus pais para conhecerem todos os lugares maravilhosos que eu já conheci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7. Conhecer novos lugares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. Ser mais paciente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;9. Trabalhar menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;10. Ganhar mais dinheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;11. Comprar novas roupas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;12. Ajudar mais o próximo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;13. Ouvir mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;14. Falar menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;15. Comprar novos cd's - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;16. Aprender a tocar um instrumento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;17. Levar o inglês mais a sério&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;18. Me esforçar mais na faculdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;19. Ler mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;20. Comprar novos livros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;21. Ser mais humilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;22. Ser mais atenciosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;23. Ser mais decidida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;24. Acabar de vez com o passado que vive rodando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;25. Viajar mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;26. Conhecer novas pessoas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;27. Fazer pelo menos uma nova grande amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;28. Dar mais atenção aos meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;29. Levar a sério o tratamento de Rinite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;30. Deixar de ser sedentaria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;31. Fazer uma viagem sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;32. Ir ao cinema sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;33. Me amar mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;34. E amar ainda mais o próximo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;35. Aprender a controlar mais os gastos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;36. Guardar dinheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;37. Conhecer melhor a minha cidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;38. Ir ao zoológico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;39. Comprar mais uma temporada de Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;40. Dançar mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;41. Exprimentar comida japonesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;42. Ver um show inesquecível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;43. Doar sangue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;44. Inventar menos desculpas e ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;45 . Inovar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;46. Ter mais coragem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;47. Mudar alguns hábitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;48. Almoçar em lugares diferentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;49. Experimentar mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;50. Comprar mais sapatos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;51. Ir mais ao teatro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;52. Ou melhor ir mais vezes ver minha querida amiga se apresentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;53. Comer mais frutas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;54. Colocar no meu cardapio diário legumes e verduras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;55. Brincar mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;56. Visitar meu afilhado mais vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;57. Comer menos chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;58. Dormi mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;59. Acertar os números da mega sena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;60. Ir mais ao cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;61. Levar minha mãe a praia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;62. Levar meu pai ao cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;63. Voltar a escrever poesias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;64. Chorar menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;65. Rir mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Há um tempo em que é preciso abandonar as roupas usadas ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que já tem a forma do nosso corpo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E esquecer os nossos caminhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que nos levam sempre aos mesmos lugares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;É o tempo da travessia e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Se não ousarmos fazê-la, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Teremos ficado para sempre, à margem de nós mesmos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-5237266743382027490?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/5237266743382027490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=5237266743382027490' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/5237266743382027490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/5237266743382027490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/2009/01/ano-novo-vida-nova.html' title='Ano Novo - Vida Nova'/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175740740516248979.post-6611702750633696543</id><published>2008-06-01T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:28:00.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um domingo chuvoso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reencontro com amigos sábado a noite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheguei muito tarde... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dormi pouco....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas acordei sorrindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qta saudade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinha esquecido de como era bom...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vocês fazem falta no meu mundo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No mundo que foi criado com a ajuda de vcs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missa logo cedo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Domingo chuvoso...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papai e Mamãe saíram... (vou ter que fazer o almoço hj :( ... )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninguém para ajudar a cantar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas mesmo assim nessa manhã me senti mais próxima do criador...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fazia tempo que eu não me sentia assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso rezar mais ... é o q vou fazer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um filme romântico a tarde ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sozinha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso é triste...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas estou em fase de mudanças...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chegou o tempo em que é preciso abandonar as roupas usadas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que já tem a forma do nosso corpo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E esquecer os nossos caminhos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nos levam sempre aos mesmos lugares.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; É o tempo da travessia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e ...... se não ousarmos fazê-la,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; teremos ficado, para sempre, à margem de nós mesmos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não é isso que quero pra mim....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175740740516248979-6611702750633696543?l=omundodekarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/feeds/6611702750633696543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175740740516248979&amp;postID=6611702750633696543' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/6611702750633696543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175740740516248979/posts/default/6611702750633696543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundodekarine.blogspot.com/2008/06/um-domingo-chuvoso.html' title='Um domingo chuvoso...'/><author><name>O Impossivel Me Espera do lado de lá...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01219990661369106452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2awNx4wlLPI/SskFmxYsCvI/AAAAAAAAADM/TKzw1fG2Jbg/S220/Formatura+Irene+067.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
