<?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-2441790750885172923</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:19:58.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>***Sweet breathing***</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8698166156712659358</id><published>2010-02-20T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:48:04.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/S3-vM6BIXcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_C1QRmrUpNw/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440259511154138562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/S3-vM6BIXcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_C1QRmrUpNw/s320/IMG_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de um tempo a gnt descobre que algumas coisas sempre vão continuar as mesmas... (infelizmente)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8698166156712659358?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8698166156712659358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8698166156712659358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2010/02/depois-de-um-tempo-gnt-descobre-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/S3-vM6BIXcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_C1QRmrUpNw/s72-c/IMG_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1461909214063574305</id><published>2009-11-22T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:39:59.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Swn13IWOU6I/AAAAAAAAAek/8m4s5rc9Z3A/s1600/PAR09_03894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407123155117298594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Swn13IWOU6I/AAAAAAAAAek/8m4s5rc9Z3A/s320/PAR09_03894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como as coisas podem mudar em tão pouco tempo?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lembra como era bom não sentir nada...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-1461909214063574305?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1461909214063574305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1461909214063574305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/11/como-as-coisas-podem-mudar-em-tao-pouco.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Swn13IWOU6I/AAAAAAAAAek/8m4s5rc9Z3A/s72-c/PAR09_03894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-3756242091802386507</id><published>2009-11-07T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:41:50.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Around you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SvW_R19TFOI/AAAAAAAAAec/QAhYknNZEXM/s1600-h/Carol%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401433641363641570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SvW_R19TFOI/AAAAAAAAAec/QAhYknNZEXM/s320/Carol%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time is gonna take my mind&lt;br /&gt;and carry it far away where I can fly &lt;div&gt;The depth of life will dim my temptation to live for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were to be alone silence would rock my tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause it's all about love and I know better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How life is a waving feather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I put my arms around you around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know that I'll be living soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes are on you they're on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you see that I can't stop shaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I won't step back but I'll look down to hide from your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause what I feel is so sweet and I'm scared that even my own breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh could burst it if it were just a bubble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'd better dream if I have to struggle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I put my arms around you around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope that I will do no wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes are on you they're on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope that you won't hurt me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm dancing in the room as if I was in the woods with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No need for anything but music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music's the reason why I know time still exists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time still exists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time still exists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I put my arms around you around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope that I will do no wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes are on you they're on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope that you won't hurt me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I put my arms around you around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope that I will do no wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes are on you they're on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-3756242091802386507?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3756242091802386507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3756242091802386507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/11/around-you.html' title='Around you.....'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SvW_R19TFOI/AAAAAAAAAec/QAhYknNZEXM/s72-c/Carol%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2940737242673824285</id><published>2009-11-02T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:09:34.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teclados...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Su8gVn_kDMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NBm3Q5ZUaEc/s1600-h/happy+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399570034125442242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Su8gVn_kDMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NBm3Q5ZUaEc/s320/happy+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mas tudo o resto (...) podia também ser uma forma de música. E mesmo o silêncio fazia parte de ouvir - o silêncio entre uma coisa e outra, a respiração ou a pausa, antes que outra coisa acontecesse.Ouvir era deixar o mundo entrar em si. Ficava sem defesa, escutando. O som seguia o seu curso e ela deixava de existir separadamente, tornava-se parte do que acontecia. (...)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2940737242673824285?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2940737242673824285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2940737242673824285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/11/teclados.html' title='Teclados...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Su8gVn_kDMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NBm3Q5ZUaEc/s72-c/happy+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-308396522096426289</id><published>2009-10-15T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:58:31.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/StfhJruUyhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qXUAFMaACcI/s1600-h/carol+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393026635271555602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/StfhJruUyhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qXUAFMaACcI/s320/carol+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easy come, easy go!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days are going by so fast... it makes me wonder if i made the right choice by accepting the coincidences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-308396522096426289?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/308396522096426289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/308396522096426289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/10/easy-come-easy-go-days-are-going-by-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/StfhJruUyhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qXUAFMaACcI/s72-c/carol+258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-5319653988534992703</id><published>2009-10-04T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:23:02.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SsmCr8iX48I/AAAAAAAAAd4/Tkx48IHv2S0/s1600-h/happy.bus+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388982120621794242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SsmCr8iX48I/AAAAAAAAAd4/Tkx48IHv2S0/s320/happy.bus+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you think you can seriously mess with me?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a different person now and some things just make me feel disgusted....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the new me now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I can see her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause every girl in here wanna be her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh shes a divaI feel the same and I wanna meet her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say she low down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just a rumor and I don't believe em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say she needs to slow down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baddest thing around town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing you can compare to your neighbourhood whore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way that booty movin' I can't take no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to stop what i'm doin so I can pull her close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn you'se a sexy bitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sexy bitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-5319653988534992703?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5319653988534992703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5319653988534992703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-you-think-you-can-seriously-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SsmCr8iX48I/AAAAAAAAAd4/Tkx48IHv2S0/s72-c/happy.bus+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-3240866198984397382</id><published>2009-09-22T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:15:25.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SrmD9AUaqmI/AAAAAAAAAdw/TuKHv9kUHRk/s1600-h/carol+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384479913579031138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SrmD9AUaqmI/AAAAAAAAAdw/TuKHv9kUHRk/s320/carol+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora já não há mais segredos, almost... Por que as coisas tem que ser tão difíceis???&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de férias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Isn't she lovely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't she wonderful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly the angel's best]&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/2441790750885172923-3240866198984397382?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3240866198984397382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3240866198984397382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/09/agora-ja-nao-ha-mais-segredos-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SrmD9AUaqmI/AAAAAAAAAdw/TuKHv9kUHRk/s72-c/carol+256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4220317326464259717</id><published>2009-09-13T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:24:30.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sq23ZIaCmCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fci4YYfwo50/s1600-h/carol+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381158772158928930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sq23ZIaCmCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fci4YYfwo50/s320/carol+255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause this is a battle and it's your final last call &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a trial, you made a mistake, we know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why arent you sorry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why arent you sorry, why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this can be better, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you should be happy, try! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4220317326464259717?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4220317326464259717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4220317326464259717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/09/cause-this-is-battle-and-its-your-final.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sq23ZIaCmCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fci4YYfwo50/s72-c/carol+255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8523085752145593963</id><published>2009-09-09T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:33:37.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sqf03qaQtMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-soiceUbbPY/s1600-h/carol+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379537517031765186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sqf03qaQtMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-soiceUbbPY/s320/carol+248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sqf0VKxA6oI/AAAAAAAAAc4/SmPqHskrgeQ/s1600-h/DSC06548%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember all the things we wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now all our memories, they're haunted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even without fists held high, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never would have worked out right, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were never meant for do or die &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't want us to burn out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't come here to hurt you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop I want you to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That it doesn't matter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where we take this road &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone's gotta go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I want you to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You couldn't have loved me better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I want you to move on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm already gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at you makes it harder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know that you'll find another&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't always make you wanna cry Started with a perfect kiss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we could feel the poison set in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfect couldn't keep this love alive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know that I love you so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you enough to let you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That it doesn't matter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where we take this road &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone's gotta go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I want you to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You couldn't have loved me better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I want you to move on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm already gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't make it feel right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you know that it's wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Already gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no moving on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm already gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8523085752145593963?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8523085752145593963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8523085752145593963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/09/remember-all-things-we-wanted-now-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sqf03qaQtMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-soiceUbbPY/s72-c/carol+248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4126619373895896338</id><published>2009-09-02T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:56:34.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sp7N3tXtCdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/W4K9L7b_WIs/s1600-h/carol+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376961362082466258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sp7N3tXtCdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/W4K9L7b_WIs/s320/carol+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was born with the wrong sign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the wrong house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the wrong ascendancy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the wrong road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That led to the wrong tendencies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in the wrong place at the wrong time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the wrong day of the wrong week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used the wrong method with the wrong technique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something wrong with me chemically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot be something wrong with me inherently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wrong mix in the wrong genes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the wrong plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the wrong hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the wrong theory for the wrong man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wrong questions with the wrong replies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was marching to the wrong drum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the wrong scum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pissing out the wrong energy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using all the wrong lines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the wrong signs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the wrong intensity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the wrong page of the wrong book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made the wrong move, every wrong night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WrongWrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4126619373895896338?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4126619373895896338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4126619373895896338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/09/wrong-wrong-wrong-wrong-i-was-born-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sp7N3tXtCdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/W4K9L7b_WIs/s72-c/carol+251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-568466848530770485</id><published>2009-08-24T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:27:09.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When your mind's made up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SpNZwCUizrI/AAAAAAAAAco/O83eVCFdMYg/s1600-h/carol+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373737462174764722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SpNZwCUizrI/AAAAAAAAAco/O83eVCFdMYg/s320/carol+250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, if you want something &lt;div&gt;And you call, call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I'll come running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To fight, and I'll be at your door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When there's nothing worth running for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no point trying to change it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no point trying to stop it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, you're just like everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the shit falls all you want to do is run, away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hide all by yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're far from me, there's nothing else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no point trying to change it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no point even talking&lt;br /&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your mind's made up&lt;br /&gt;There's no point trying to fight it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you ever want something&lt;br /&gt;And you call, call&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll come running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-568466848530770485?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/568466848530770485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/568466848530770485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-your-minds-made-up.html' title='When your mind&apos;s made up'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SpNZwCUizrI/AAAAAAAAAco/O83eVCFdMYg/s72-c/carol+250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1655818057990492769</id><published>2009-08-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:54:38.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SookwBNQjgI/AAAAAAAAAcg/OtPGDz2sf28/s1600-h/carol+foto+loka.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371145912969104898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SookwBNQjgI/AAAAAAAAAcg/OtPGDz2sf28/s320/carol+foto+loka.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to find my way back home&lt;br /&gt;But the old me's dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;Dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;And oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long&lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to find my way back home&lt;br /&gt;But the old me's dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;Dead and gone, dead and gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-1655818057990492769?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1655818057990492769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1655818057990492769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SookwBNQjgI/AAAAAAAAAcg/OtPGDz2sf28/s72-c/carol+foto+loka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-7022907969388997582</id><published>2009-08-12T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:44:33.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely, maybe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SoOnqKCaSoI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jr-S7psyeok/s1600-h/DSC06548%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369319523446573698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SoOnqKCaSoI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jr-S7psyeok/s320/DSC06548%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um brinde às novas conquistas.. Finalmente tá tudo entrando nos eixos, praticamente 712 dias depois vou conseguir uma coisa essencial pra minha vida: CLOSURE!!! Keepin' my fingers crossed, TEM QUE DAR CERTO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maya Hayes: Did you know that penguins mate for life? Although, Mr. Monell told us that sometimes the husband and wife penguins get separated because of their migraine patterns.&lt;br /&gt;Will Hayes: Migratory.&lt;br /&gt;Maya Hayes: Well, sometimes they're apart for years, but they almost always find each other. Do you know what the husband and wife penguins do after they find each other after all that time? Throw back their heads, flap their flippers, and sing as loud as they can!&lt;br /&gt;(Definitely, maybe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-7022907969388997582?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/7022907969388997582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/7022907969388997582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/definitely-maybe.html' title='Definitely, maybe...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SoOnqKCaSoI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jr-S7psyeok/s72-c/DSC06548%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1921236449077219745</id><published>2009-07-28T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:13:40.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sm9N2R3Rl2I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EPEGVk-rqqs/s1600-h/carol+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363591276125067106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sm9N2R3Rl2I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EPEGVk-rqqs/s320/carol+249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ninety miles outside Chicago &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't stop driving I don't know why &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many questions, that need an answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two years later, you're still on my mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday we'll know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If love can move a mountain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday we'll know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why the sky is blue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday we'll know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Samson loved Delilah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day I'll go Dancing on the moon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday you'll know that I was &lt;strong&gt;the one for you&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/2441790750885172923-1921236449077219745?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1921236449077219745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1921236449077219745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sm9N2R3Rl2I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EPEGVk-rqqs/s72-c/carol+249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-326312069012189254</id><published>2009-07-14T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:10:30.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectativa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sl1yywnOdkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ft34hlMuiFs/s1600-h/passaporte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358565348009211458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sl1yywnOdkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ft34hlMuiFs/s320/passaporte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se expectativa matasse eu já tava enterrada do avesso! hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dia 08/08 se aproxima e eu tô cada vez mais ansiosa... eu quero resolver tudo isso logo pra começar a ter certezas! Até agora só tenho incógnitas e a espera tá me matando!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em menos de um mês serei a pessoa mais feliz do UNIVERSO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-326312069012189254?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/326312069012189254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/326312069012189254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/expectativa.html' title='Expectativa...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sl1yywnOdkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ft34hlMuiFs/s72-c/passaporte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-3467925746423820056</id><published>2009-06-24T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:54:52.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SkMRHE36keI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3v5anhSku4E/s1600-h/picmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351139595511304674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SkMRHE36keI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3v5anhSku4E/s320/picmon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalmente minhas férias chegaram... vou poder corujar sem peso na consciência de passar mais uma noite sem dormir, pq agora eu tenho o dia pra dormir! Vou poder ler tudo o que naum consegui durante o semestre, vou poder sair durante a semana e vou poder descansar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só quero que o tempo passe logo....o fim do ano promete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-3467925746423820056?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3467925746423820056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3467925746423820056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SkMRHE36keI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3v5anhSku4E/s72-c/picmon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-7020523939095010600</id><published>2009-06-22T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:43:02.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SkBA9OcNewI/AAAAAAAAAb4/mDKwSeMX5iw/s1600-h/carol+foto+loka.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350347777908767490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SkBA9OcNewI/AAAAAAAAAb4/mDKwSeMX5iw/s320/carol+foto+loka.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu fico chocada com a capacidade que as pessoas têm em serem egoístas... Sempre o que vale mais é sair-se bem em qualquer situação, não importando em quem você terá que pisar pra isso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dizem que esse é o mundo real, e se é assim mesmo que as coisas funcionam eu acho que já está mais do que na hora de essas "pessoas reais" reverem seus conceitos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ninguém ganha nada com egoísmo e o pior é que as pessoas só caem em si quando alguém ganha no egoísmo e passa por cima delas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ATENÇÃO: cuidado para não esperar estar no chão para aprender que as pessoas que os cercam também sentem e machucá-las para garantir seus interesses will back fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu ABOMINO egoísmo e torço para que quem cultiva essa prática aprenda, sentindo na pele, os efeitos de ser passado pra trás!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-7020523939095010600?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/7020523939095010600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/7020523939095010600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/06/selfish.html' title='Selfish...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SkBA9OcNewI/AAAAAAAAAb4/mDKwSeMX5iw/s72-c/carol+foto+loka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4661693584807334906</id><published>2009-06-18T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:28:22.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely, maybe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sjsv-lbxSbI/AAAAAAAAAbw/pAsFe3BXIi0/s1600-h/california+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348921734679579058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sjsv-lbxSbI/AAAAAAAAAbw/pAsFe3BXIi0/s320/california+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maya Hayes: Did you know that penguins mate for life? Although, Mr. Monell told us that sometimes the husband and wife penguins get separated because of their migraine patterns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will Hayes: Migratory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maya Hayes: Well, sometimes they're apart for years, but they almost always find each other. Do you know what the husband and wife penguins do after they find each other after all that time? Throw back their heads, flap their flippers, and sing as loud as they can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Definitely, maybe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“The truth is, everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4661693584807334906?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4661693584807334906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4661693584807334906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/06/definitely-maybe.html' title='Definitely, maybe...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sjsv-lbxSbI/AAAAAAAAAbw/pAsFe3BXIi0/s72-c/california+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2094678898282106525</id><published>2009-06-18T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:12:13.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start spreading the news...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SjseIWaZQHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y_d65bnVfzU/s1600-h/carol+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348902111236669554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SjseIWaZQHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y_d65bnVfzU/s320/carol+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i'm up for new starts... If someone could do it for me it would be a lot better, but in the end it's all on me and there's no escape from that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can talk about being happy and making new plans, which sounds pretty good; what i can't talk about is how am i gonna get that! With new endings approaching the feeling i have is emptiness, like "what's next?!"... I just know i'm throwing myself out there and for the first time in ages i really don't care about consequences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost myself a long time ago...i'm only trying to find me back! It doesn't seem so impossible anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you're dreaming with a broken heart, waking up is the hardest part... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December is near... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start spreading the news, I'M LEAVING!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2094678898282106525?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2094678898282106525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2094678898282106525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/06/start-spreading-news.html' title='Start spreading the news...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SjseIWaZQHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Y_d65bnVfzU/s72-c/carol+232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4291076329878081409</id><published>2009-06-05T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:42:55.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SioB0QweoII/AAAAAAAAAbg/LdrPI5pWKCY/s1600-h/2.1+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344085905191641218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SioB0QweoII/AAAAAAAAAbg/LdrPI5pWKCY/s320/2.1+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comparisons are easily doneOnce you've had a taste of perfectionLike an apple hanging from a treeI picked the ripest oneI still got the seedYou said move onWhere do I goI guess second bestIs all I will knowCause when I'm with himI am thinking of youThinking of youWhat you would do ifYou were the oneWho was spending the nightOh I wish that IWas looking into your eyesYou're like an Indian summerIn the middle of winterLike a hard candyWith a surprise centerHow do I get betterOnce I've had the bestYou said there'sTons of fish in the waterSo the waters I will testHe kissed my lipsI taste your mouthHe pulled me inI was disgusted with myselfCause when I'm with himI am thinking of youThinking of youWhat you would do ifYou were the oneWho was spending the nightOh I wish that IWas looking into...You're the bestAnd yes I do regretHow I could let myselfLet you goNow, now the lesson's learnedI touched it I was burnedOh I think you should knowCause when I'm with himI am thinking of youThinking of youWhat you would do ifYou were the oneWho was spending the nightOh I wish that IWas looking into your eyesLooking into your eyesLooking into your eyesOh won't you walk throughAnd bust in the doorAnd take me awayOh no more mistakesCause in your eyes I'd like to staystay....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4291076329878081409?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4291076329878081409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4291076329878081409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-you.html' title='Of you...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SioB0QweoII/AAAAAAAAAbg/LdrPI5pWKCY/s72-c/2.1+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8713579720821258457</id><published>2009-05-31T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:36:15.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet breathing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SiMwhGmfbJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JqiQVCtTcvI/s1600-h/carol+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342166928257412242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SiMwhGmfbJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JqiQVCtTcvI/s320/carol+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it seems that things are getting back on track, and the plans I promised I'd never make, are turning out better than expected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8713579720821258457?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8713579720821258457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8713579720821258457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-breathing.html' title='Sweet breathing...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SiMwhGmfbJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JqiQVCtTcvI/s72-c/carol+228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-6368328877588891638</id><published>2009-05-11T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:55:45.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SgjzIgGThFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_nuROqdMh-g/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334781086001235026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SgjzIgGThFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_nuROqdMh-g/s320/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que eu quero pro dia de hoje!? Sorrisos intermináveis....!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A melhor parte do dia vai ser, O DIA TODO, simplesmente pq ele será meu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um brinde aos amigos!Aos MELHORES amigos do universo... Um brinde aos sorrisos, às palhaçadas, putarias e desabafos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um brinde aos amores da minha vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nem por você, nem por ninguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu me desfaço dos meus planos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero saber bem mais que os meus 20 e poucos anos!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-6368328877588891638?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6368328877588891638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6368328877588891638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-day.html' title='B-day'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SgjzIgGThFI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_nuROqdMh-g/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-67889405917068935</id><published>2009-05-01T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:12:49.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sfu6J1ZEOZI/AAAAAAAAAao/1X7N1523ooI/s1600-h/carol+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331059262036916626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sfu6J1ZEOZI/AAAAAAAAAao/1X7N1523ooI/s320/carol+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Solo queria hacerte saber que...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;quizas no es la mejor forma pero...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;que de la misma forma que yo respete tu primer adios,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;espero que tu tambien respetes que...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;esta vez soy yo el que quiero irme y que solo espero que..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;puedas reconocer y encontrarte un dia contigo misma...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;y que reconoscas una sola cosa...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;que yo soy el unico que te ha amado...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adios....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-67889405917068935?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/67889405917068935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/67889405917068935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sfu6J1ZEOZI/AAAAAAAAAao/1X7N1523ooI/s72-c/carol+225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-276678660708004344</id><published>2009-04-28T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:11:38.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hunf... =/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SffFYfPBHCI/AAAAAAAAAag/7K2xOKXVWd4/s1600-h/carol+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329945708508290082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SffFYfPBHCI/AAAAAAAAAag/7K2xOKXVWd4/s320/carol+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais um ano e a data temida se aproxima! Preferia sempre pular ela, dormir e fingir que nada aconteceu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que eu sinto pode diariamente ser resumido em uma frase:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Nichts ist übriggeblieben...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-276678660708004344?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/276678660708004344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/276678660708004344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/04/hunf.html' title='hunf... =/'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SffFYfPBHCI/AAAAAAAAAag/7K2xOKXVWd4/s72-c/carol+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-6857701957376696350</id><published>2009-04-15T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:01:02.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Seap7R4nnWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/eHy-1fdnYIg/s1600-h/z%C3%B3io.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325130445290446178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Seap7R4nnWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/eHy-1fdnYIg/s320/z%C3%B3io.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Num piscar de olhos tudo muda! É fácil perceber as coisas acontecendo, o mundo girando, as decisões nos levando pra caminhos totalmente diferentes do que imaginamos no começo da jornada...&lt;br /&gt;Eu odeio mudanças. Nunca consegui me adaptar facilmente a elas por teimosia, por medo, por insegurança. Eu resisto a aceitá-las, até não me restar outra escolha! A vida se impõe, não adianta querer lutar contra os planos que ELA tem pra nós...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Está mais do que provado que o ser-humano não manda em nada, ele apenas VIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porém cada passo que ficou pra trás deixa marcas permanentes, é inevitável... Portanto, a palavra dita, os amores declarados, os erros e acertos, ficarão todos cristalizados num lugar bem longe do tempo presente e nos é permitido apenas olhar pra tudo isso e sentir &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saudades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (a palavra intraduzível!), afinal é impossível esquecer ou ignorar aquilo que um dia nos fez feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um dia eu soube o que era felicidade!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-6857701957376696350?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6857701957376696350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6857701957376696350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_15.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Seap7R4nnWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/eHy-1fdnYIg/s72-c/z%C3%B3io.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1003869618271331085</id><published>2009-04-07T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:20:45.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Importante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SdwmFMmft8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pnAa7fqfJz8/s1600-h/skol+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322170730368972738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SdwmFMmft8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pnAa7fqfJz8/s320/skol+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presta atenção no que eu vou falar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MULHER BRASILEIRA EM PRIMEIRO LUGAR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desculpa, não é porque eu sou uma, mas a competição é NO MÍNIMO &lt;strong&gt;DESLEAL!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Agora eu me sinto uma gigante!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hAHahuaHUAhuaHUAhuahUAuaHUAhuahuahuaHUahuAHUHUahuAHUa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-1003869618271331085?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1003869618271331085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1003869618271331085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/04/importante.html' title='Importante!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SdwmFMmft8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pnAa7fqfJz8/s72-c/skol+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2229844128521526334</id><published>2009-04-05T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:37:53.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SdmG8gGyY7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/LoxLZfX6rng/s1600-h/skol+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432808683627442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SdmG8gGyY7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/LoxLZfX6rng/s320/skol+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't try to fix what's been broken for a long time! Sometimes we try to ignore the signals, but they always come back to haunt us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been trying to live according to other peoples' expectations, but I've learned that this is not the way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This too shall pass...someday! Like you, I don't care anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2229844128521526334?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2229844128521526334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2229844128521526334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SdmG8gGyY7I/AAAAAAAAAaI/LoxLZfX6rng/s72-c/skol+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-248433798944479127</id><published>2009-03-21T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T05:30:36.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/ScTZxE9e8xI/AAAAAAAAAaA/KBZRGLRi4D4/s1600-h/tattoo_modificada.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315612897372467986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/ScTZxE9e8xI/AAAAAAAAAaA/KBZRGLRi4D4/s320/tattoo_modificada.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O que seria de nós se não voltássemos atrás nas nossas decisões? Às vezes o orgulho só atrapalha, porque ele é o grande responsável por uma série de erros imbecis que fazemos.Não há nenhum problema em mudar de idéia e isso não faz das pessoas mais fracas ou menos confiáveis.Tá na hora de alguém aprender isso... eu sei quando alguém não está feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entenda que só porque você tomou uma decisão e acha que deve ir até o fim com ela, não significa que esse seja seu único caminho. O fim é QUANDO VOCÊ QUISER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm walking in new shoes now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a new song to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I walk in a room every head turns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every eye is on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad you're not here to see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time you get this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be so long gone and far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-248433798944479127?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/248433798944479127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/248433798944479127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/03/listen.html' title='Listen...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/ScTZxE9e8xI/AAAAAAAAAaA/KBZRGLRi4D4/s72-c/tattoo_modificada.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-5822260673648466681</id><published>2009-03-15T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:33:23.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora's box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sb3Wi9ssP6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8RSxRbSNYgQ/s1600-h/carol+217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313639031532961698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sb3Wi9ssP6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8RSxRbSNYgQ/s320/carol+217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A caixa de Pandora se recusa a me revelar seus segredos e tbm naum realiza meu único desejo!... =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qdo me disseram que o pra sempre, sempre acaba, eu não quis acreditar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-5822260673648466681?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5822260673648466681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5822260673648466681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/03/pandoras-box.html' title='Pandora&apos;s box'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/Sb3Wi9ssP6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8RSxRbSNYgQ/s72-c/carol+217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1202844010113109060</id><published>2009-02-15T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:09:58.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SZjmoS7_aEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bQSGSuV1hfo/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303242141181372482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SZjmoS7_aEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bQSGSuV1hfo/s320/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanha eh um dia de recomeço e, pra variar, com alguns bumps in the road!Mas faz parte, o importante é aprender a transpor obstáculos e vencer no final...&lt;br /&gt;Liberdade é pouco, o que eu quero ainda não tem nome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu tenho que voltar pra faculdade e vou acordar daqui há exatamente 4 horas, e cadê o sono?!Acho que ele me abandonou faz tempo viu...*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ordem do dia é: keep your fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;As frases do fim de semana foram: observe eu naum me importar..........................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and) Ain que saudadeeeees...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora chega!Cada um com as suas escolhas, abrindo mão do que é importante e eu só lamento!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-1202844010113109060?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1202844010113109060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1202844010113109060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SZjmoS7_aEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bQSGSuV1hfo/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1398562474501334053</id><published>2009-02-03T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:48:02.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desesperadamente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SYkd71LksLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ouZwhCpjt2E/s1600-h/P1300015%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298799350303207602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SYkd71LksLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ouZwhCpjt2E/s320/P1300015%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i carry your heart with me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i carry your heart with me(i carry it in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart)i am never without it(anywhere &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by only me is your doing,my darling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and whatever a sun will always sing is you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e.e. cummings&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/2441790750885172923-1398562474501334053?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1398562474501334053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1398562474501334053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/02/desesperadamente.html' title='Desesperadamente...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SYkd71LksLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ouZwhCpjt2E/s72-c/P1300015%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-5291389204032827874</id><published>2009-01-12T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:34:20.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É agora ou nunca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWwLsjzuEQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sKJxqiSxpIU/s1600-h/Newport+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290616522407809282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWwLsjzuEQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sKJxqiSxpIU/s320/Newport+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A partir de agora tudo vai ser diferente, porque eu quero!Porque eu PRECISO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chega de ter medo de ir em frente, afinal de contas minha vida nunca parou... esse ano chegou com promessas interessantíssimas e eu tô mto afim de ver onde cada uma delas vai dar. Meu passado determina o que sou hoje, mas isso não significa que eu preciso ser isso pra sempre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mudanças....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-5291389204032827874?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5291389204032827874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5291389204032827874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/01/agora-ou-nunca.html' title='É agora ou nunca!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWwLsjzuEQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sKJxqiSxpIU/s72-c/Newport+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-3761178785051008417</id><published>2009-01-06T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:59:01.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lockdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWRElSWX1QI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ESCBBOhX3Ws/s1600-h/carol+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288427269811328258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWRElSWX1QI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ESCBBOhX3Ws/s320/carol+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying so freakin' hard to find some peace of mind! It's hard to do so when you know that you're never gonna get where you want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not being pessimistic, but I have the tendency to get involved in dangerous situations and it's imperative that I stop!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had the best conversation EVER... and I made some promises that I intend to keep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É AGORA OU NUNCA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-3761178785051008417?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3761178785051008417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3761178785051008417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/01/lockdown.html' title='Lockdown...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWRElSWX1QI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ESCBBOhX3Ws/s72-c/carol+190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2257130184921861064</id><published>2009-01-05T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:24:58.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWJefMmqhwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ls7774b-JZs/s1600-h/california+534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287892802538735362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWJefMmqhwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ls7774b-JZs/s320/california+534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa é a pequena liberdade... ela eh do tamanho do meu dedo mindinho, mas representa uma coisa que eu procuro já há bastante tempo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez ontem eu tenha conseguido um pouco de liberdade de espírito, uma liberdade com a qual eu vivo sonhando. Ela ainda está beeem pequenininha, menor ainda do que essa aí da foto mas sabe de uma coisa?! Descobri que tudo vai acontecendo aos poucos e que ela não ia vir de uma só vez pra mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Às vezes a gente tem que exagerar na dose pra poder falar a verdade e ontem eu percebi uma verdade importantíssima pra fazer desse ano tudo o que 2008 não foi! Não foi fácil e não vai ser fácil, disso eu tenho certeza. Só que é preciso começar de algum jeito e o meu, foi levando patada!!!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tô calejada já e pronta pra levantar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obrigada por mais uma chance de recomeçar!!! É AGORA OU NUNCA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2257130184921861064?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2257130184921861064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2257130184921861064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/01/freedom.html' title='Freedom!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SWJefMmqhwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ls7774b-JZs/s72-c/california+534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-6472690894436213954</id><published>2008-12-28T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:37:15.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fergie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SVgpeP87zHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/dj_-LEl1cUY/s1600-h/show+11%5B1%5D.11.2006+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285019762374200434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SVgpeP87zHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/dj_-LEl1cUY/s320/show+11%5B1%5D.11.2006+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá escuro, mas dá pra ver que eh a Fergie, que ela eh mto foda e que esse show foi perfeito!&lt;br /&gt;Passando por um momento nostalgia básico... foto de 2006, o MELHOR ANO de todos...até agora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes are not that high for 2009, let's see what comes out of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-6472690894436213954?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6472690894436213954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6472690894436213954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/12/fergie.html' title='Fergie'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SVgpeP87zHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/dj_-LEl1cUY/s72-c/show+11%5B1%5D.11.2006+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-3347655842162692256</id><published>2008-12-23T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:30:03.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SVGeJstrAaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/zHkDIQRjx-4/s1600-h/casamento+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283177727341035938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SVGeJstrAaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/zHkDIQRjx-4/s320/casamento+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse ano foi difícil em uma série de aspectos incontáveis... é impossível enumerar todos eles. Mas apesar dos pesares, coisas boas também aconteceram e é por essas coisas que eu agradeço sempre que coloco a minha cabeça no travesseiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu tenho plena consciência de que há muita coisa pela qual ser grata, como as pessoas maravilhosas que entraram na minha vida, as pessoas maravilhosas que CONTINUARAM nela e aquelas que ficaram me aguentando num período de loucura extrema. Viajei, conheci gente incrível e tenho casa pra me hospedar em todos os cantos do mundo...*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não vejo a hora de sair daqui e espero ser essa uma surpresa que os anos que vem por aí me reservam... preciso de ar pra respirar e por aqui isso tá qse impossível de se conseguir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queria do fundo do meu coração que certas coisas não tivessem mudado e, queria do fundo do meu coração, que outras mudassem na velocidade da luz... Já aceitei que qse nunca a gente tem o que quer, na hora que quer, então o segredo pra continuar indo em frente é ignorar tudo isso e viver a vida atropelando tudo o que surge na nossa frente, sem se importar com qualquer tipo de obstáculo..mesmo que ele seja um sentimento!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi um ano duro, de aprendizado monstro...acho que cresci uns 15 anos só em 2008 e o mais impressionante de tudo isso é que foi NA MARRA! Então, qdo as pessoas dizem que eu estou diferente, SIM estou! Só não sei se mudei pra pior ou pra melhor e, na real, não me interessa saber...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muita gente vai fazer falta neste Natal e amanhã, já posso adiantar, o dia não vai ser mais fácil do que tantos outros pelos quais tive que passar durante o ano de 2008...E de todas essas pessoas que estão longe (as quais eu poderia nomear em apenas uma linha) a que mais vai fazer falta é vc VÓ!!! Vai ser duro não ter a senhora presente na nossa ceia, sempre com medo de comer muito, tentando vencer a idade pra dançar a noite toda e a depressão pra nos mostrar a fortaleza que a senhora sempre foi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenha certeza de que amanhã a senhora estará em nossos pensamentos a noite toda e nos meus, bem pertinho de todas as pessoas que não estão do meu lado nesse momento!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amo e sinto muito a sua falta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-3347655842162692256?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3347655842162692256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3347655842162692256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SVGeJstrAaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/zHkDIQRjx-4/s72-c/casamento+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-3152608612849876231</id><published>2008-12-21T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:57:19.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HO HO HO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SU8CArf6jOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dKuic8Wsl4Q/s1600-h/PC180010%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282443098628721890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SU8CArf6jOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dKuic8Wsl4Q/s320/PC180010%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feliz Natal adiantado?!?! Naum...naum... isso sou eu pronta pra causar na Happy Fantasy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rolê perfeito, com amigos perfeitos, FIM DE SEMANA PERFEITO com as pessoas que eu mais amo nesse mundo...além de tequila, vodka e cerva!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAuauAHHuauHahuaHUAhuaHUAhuAHUAhuAHUAHuahUHauahUHUaaHUAHua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fiquei só o pó mas já to pronta pra próxima!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bjomeliga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-3152608612849876231?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3152608612849876231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3152608612849876231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='HO HO HO'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SU8CArf6jOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dKuic8Wsl4Q/s72-c/PC180010%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4735996619091368487</id><published>2008-12-08T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:17:48.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/ST3U73ewV_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1mbenKtBtDk/s1600-h/espetaculo09+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277608463318407154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/ST3U73ewV_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1mbenKtBtDk/s320/espetaculo09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minha casa é aqui, mesmo que às vezes eu faça mta merda!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Espetáculo ontem, bom demais!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4735996619091368487?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4735996619091368487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4735996619091368487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/12/fever.html' title='Fever...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/ST3U73ewV_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1mbenKtBtDk/s72-c/espetaculo09+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-9027496414332986244</id><published>2008-11-30T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:10:26.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Até o chão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/STNSwEuSFyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Hv-Qa3yL420/s1600-h/happy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274650574436046626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/STNSwEuSFyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Hv-Qa3yL420/s320/happy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra dizer que o fim de semana foi bom, obrigada!&lt;br /&gt;Espetáculo chegando.... contagem regressiva!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.S.: Post gêmeo com o flog pq eu naum tenho nd demais pra falar!*rs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADA SENHOR PELOS FINAIS DE SEMANA E OS MELHORES AMIGOS DO U-N-I-V-E-R-S-O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Causar pra que neh?!?!Pq a gnt PODE!!!hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu to abismada com algumas coisas. Como a vida é engraçada neh? E o pior é que eu sei EXATAMENTE o que tá acontecendo...&lt;br /&gt;O triste de tudo isso é perceber que, talvez, meu coração esteja mais gelado do que eu gostaria (ou esperava) que ele estivesse!!! Pra falar a verdade eu sei que nunca mais vou ser a mesma Carol de um tempo atrás e, sim, EU MUDEI.&lt;br /&gt;Cansei de máscaras, desculpas esfarrapadas e enigmas indecifráveis. Eu não quero nada complicado, pq de complicado já basta a minha vida inteira! Cansei de brincar de marionete sabia!?&lt;br /&gt;Eu to tão amortecida que consigo ficar indiferente pras coisas que mais deveriam me atingir no mundo!Talvez isso seja um bom sinal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como eu sempre digo: "Observe eu não me importar!......................................................................................................................................................................"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-9027496414332986244?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/9027496414332986244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/9027496414332986244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-o-cho.html' title='Até o chão!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/STNSwEuSFyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Hv-Qa3yL420/s72-c/happy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1281677788557397864</id><published>2008-11-28T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:57:52.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only for tonight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/STChg8JN9gI/AAAAAAAAAUM/59aU4Fc4Y5Q/s1600-h/cachacaria+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273892750923527682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/STChg8JN9gI/AAAAAAAAAUM/59aU4Fc4Y5Q/s320/cachacaria+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've got a midnight bottle gonna drink it down&lt;br /&gt;A one way ticket takes me to the times we had before &lt;div&gt;When everything felt so right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only for tonight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a midnight bottle gonna ease my pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From all these feelings driving me insane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of you and everything's all right if only for tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I forgot how good it felt to be in a dream just like you had me&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/2441790750885172923-1281677788557397864?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1281677788557397864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1281677788557397864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-only-for-tonight.html' title='If only for tonight...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/STChg8JN9gI/AAAAAAAAAUM/59aU4Fc4Y5Q/s72-c/cachacaria+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-3151151766746794145</id><published>2008-11-23T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:41:11.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem ligo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SSnqCsawfPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/xtI9dc9oSQM/s1600-h/09112008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272002170817903858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SSnqCsawfPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/xtI9dc9oSQM/s320/09112008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse post é super auto-explicativo, no entanto um pouco inútil...[*rs] Se liga na msg:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Observe eu não me importar......................................................................."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAUhauHAUhauhAUHuahUHAUhauHAUHuahUHAuhauHAUhaUHAUhauhUAHHAa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ontem foi foda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: Prova do Véio amanhã e eu com PÂNICO absoluto... Deus estará com o ouvido ocupado em breve!!!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-3151151766746794145?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3151151766746794145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/3151151766746794145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/11/nem-ligo.html' title='Nem ligo!!!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SSnqCsawfPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/xtI9dc9oSQM/s72-c/09112008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-5816603014485357170</id><published>2008-11-16T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:26:40.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who ya gonna run to?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SSBWcw51XLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mjTAjUMl1Ic/s1600-h/Newport+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269306616187280562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SSBWcw51XLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mjTAjUMl1Ic/s320/Newport+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby please, you don't have to explain the reasons&lt;br /&gt;This is me, I know your mind can change like the seasons &lt;div&gt;Go your way, I know the world is calling your name boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay, cuz what we got it ain't gonna change boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as we've been together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've always been the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody knows you better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When all is said and done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your friends start to trip &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're loosin your grip &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you cant find your way back home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your world falls apart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're lost in the dark &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know that your all alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you just can deal, and you need something real &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone that'll always come through&lt;br /&gt;Who ya gonna run to? Who ya gonna run to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There ain't nobody who can ever understand like I do &lt;/div&gt;So when you realise you need the one you said goodbye to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who ya gonna run to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-5816603014485357170?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5816603014485357170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5816603014485357170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-ya-gonna-run-to.html' title='Who ya gonna run to?!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SSBWcw51XLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mjTAjUMl1Ic/s72-c/Newport+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-9068123953927882943</id><published>2008-11-09T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:26:20.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qta saúde!*rs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SRc5Smrnq1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/EDkleDtuINw/s1600-h/carol+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266741281017015122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SRc5Smrnq1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/EDkleDtuINw/s320/carol+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais seguuuuura essa menina!hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada como o tempo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A big burden will finally be lifted off you today. Make sure to celebrate getting that weight off your shoulders!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tá dito aí então!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: Seeeeete tequilas moço...mas tira a roupa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAUhauHAUhauhUAHuhauHAUhauhUAHuahUAHuhauHAUhauHAUhauhauHAUhauHaua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-9068123953927882943?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/9068123953927882943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/9068123953927882943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/11/qta-saders.html' title='Qta saúde!*rs'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SRc5Smrnq1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/EDkleDtuINw/s72-c/carol+198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-5895051962945232217</id><published>2008-11-06T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:08:27.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ufa....falei!*rs</title><content type='html'>Hoje, depois de perder a hora e consequentemente mais um dia de facul, eu fui ler o meu horóscopo e ele dizia que minhas decisões eram maiores do que mim mesma, mas que eu tinha que tomar cuidado e pensar em quem eu estaria afetando com elas.&lt;br /&gt;Isso me fez rir, porque exatamente o oposto acontece comigo... As pessoas que me cercam (e que fazem diferença na minha vida) tomam suas decisões sem nem considerar o que está acontecendo em volta. Por isso eu me pergunto, por que raios eu deveria fazer diferente?&lt;br /&gt;Minha última decisão importante foi tomada por medo de me envolver e eu magoei uma pessoa sim...mas e daí?! Eu também já fui magoada diversas vezes, por pessoas que eu jamais esperava, então não vou andar por aí com a cabeça baixa achando que eu sou o pior ser-humano do mundo porque fiz alguém sofrer...&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi com o tempo a não me importar, aprendi que na verdade quem deve sempre vir em primeiro lugar SOU EU! Agora é assim que eu levo os meus dias, me colocando na frente do mundo e esperando não ser atropelada por ele!&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu tô me sentindo maior, mais forte! Eu posso abraçar o mundo se eu quiser e o melhor de tudo é o fato de não precisar me preocupar com os laços que serão desfeitos pra que eu consiga isso... Eu não crio mais laços, eu vivo o momento e se as pessoas não vão estar por aqui pra sempre tudo bem...&lt;br /&gt;Fui acabando aos poucos, todos sabem disso, mas assim que cheguei ao fim de uma vez e percebi que não sobrou nenhum pedaço da antiga Carol pra contar história, vi que dava pra eu ser feliz comigo mesma! Não há mais necessidade de ficar me preocupando com o que PASSOU...&lt;br /&gt;Minhas memórias estão guradadas num cantinho beeeem fundo dentro de mim e eu não me atrevo mais a mexer nelas, simplesmente porque não vale a pena!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-5895051962945232217?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5895051962945232217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5895051962945232217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/11/ufafaleirs.html' title='Ufa....falei!*rs'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-7072050934504158810</id><published>2008-11-04T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:14:10.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a new day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SRDjRU4Ru6I/AAAAAAAAATs/hUFF1lUL_tc/s1600-h/carol+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264957851198143394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SRDjRU4Ru6I/AAAAAAAAATs/hUFF1lUL_tc/s320/carol+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[NEM ACREDITO QUE O ANO JÁ TÁ NO FIM....]&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada tempo por passar tão rapidinho, vc tem sido bem legal comigo! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em que ponto a gnt começa a passar dos limites? Talvez eu ainda não tenha chegado lá!*rs&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora de chegarem as férias e eu ficar sem fazer absolutamente nada por obrigação... quero sossegoooo!!! (e um bronzeado, nem que for de leve...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe o que eu faço todas as noites antes de dormir?&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço por ter os melhores amigos do mundo e tbm por terem inventado o álcool!hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Minhas aventuras estão apenas começando...não quero parar nunca mais pq eu to começando a conhecer a verdadeira Carol!&lt;br /&gt;Sabe como é, né?! "Vou causar....tô causando....CAUSEI!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAUhauHAUhuahAHuhauHAUhauAHUhauHAUhauHAUhauHAUhuahUAHuha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai...ai...Seguuuuuura essa menina! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-7072050934504158810?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/7072050934504158810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/7072050934504158810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-new-day.html' title='It&apos;s a new day'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SRDjRU4Ru6I/AAAAAAAAATs/hUFF1lUL_tc/s72-c/carol+196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4972407257158016857</id><published>2008-10-27T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:25:59.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De vermelho né...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SQaGBS2KSoI/AAAAAAAAATk/B6JNyNGLQCQ/s1600-h/carol+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262040571425999490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SQaGBS2KSoI/AAAAAAAAATk/B6JNyNGLQCQ/s320/carol+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain esse vestido.... se ele soubesse falar!....puuuutz....*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pensando melhor, tavez seja uma vantagem o fato de ele naum falar nada!!!hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4972407257158016857?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4972407257158016857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4972407257158016857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/de-vermelho-n.html' title='De vermelho né...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SQaGBS2KSoI/AAAAAAAAATk/B6JNyNGLQCQ/s72-c/carol+184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4288428249225147068</id><published>2008-10-26T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:21:49.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A noite interminável...</title><content type='html'>Ow...vc mente e EU FINJO TÃO BEM que acredito!!!hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Triste pra vc, naum pra mim!NEM LIGOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma noite quente, calma e solitária, a única coisa que conseguia romper o silêncio era o rodopiar das pás do ventilador ligado na velocidade máxima.Mesmo com o calor escaldante ela dormia coberta pelo edredom. Talvez porque o vento das pás estivesse forte demais, ou simplesmente por ela se sentir sozinha e aquele emaranhado de panos pesados talvez a fizesse sentir o que antes lhe era proporcionado pelos braços daquele que a mantinha acordada até tão tarde.Esquerda, direita, barriga para cima, barriga para baixo... nenhuma posição parecia confortável o suficiente, não havia nada que a pudesse fazer pegar no sono. Ah, como seria bom ter um botão que desligasse meus pensamentos, pensava ela enquanto inutilmente se virava na cama mais uma vez.Não havia nada. Não havia os braços dos quais tanto sentia falta, não havia o cheiro que costumava permanecer docemente impregnado nos lençóis, não havia os suspiros enquanto ele dormia. Ela estava sozinha.Esquerda, direita, barriga para cima, barriga para baixo. Não havia nada.Talvez fosse tudo culpa do ventilador! Como fazê-lo se calar sem que o calor sufocante voltasse? Como conseguir pegar no sono quando se está sendo atacada por um turbilhão de pensamentos? A noite não era feita pra pensar, dizia para si mesma, mas nada afastava de sua mente a imagem do que parecia estar perdido.Com um movimento brusco que nem ela conseguia entender de onde vinha, resolveu que se levantaria um pouco, afinal de nada adiantava ficar na cama pois não conseguiria dormir. Foi até a cozinha, bebeu um copo de água e espiou a rua pela sacada. Nào havia nada.Ao voltar para o quarto se deparou com uma gaveta entreaberta. Aproximou-se e com apenas um movimento rápido a abriu sem fazer barulho, afinal não queria que ninguém acordasse. Para sua surpresa entre insensos, caixas de fósforo e papéis - uma péssima combinação para ter na gaveta, diga-se de passagem - ela encontrou as cartas que ele havia lhe escrito quando ainda exalava paixão de seus olhos.O coração foi parar na boca e foi com o pavor de relembrar o que um dia ela havia significado pra ele, que levou as cartas de volta consigo para a cama onde estava protegida de tudo e todos. Lê-las parecia um desafio ainda maior do que pegar no sono, porque mesmo sabendo de cor cada palavra que estava escrita ali, ela não queria piorar o turbilhão que a impedia de dormir.Mas agora já estou com elas nas mãos, não custa nada ler; pensava ela tentando se convencer de que esta era a coisa certa a fazer. Aqueles envelopes carregavam um aroma doce, não por causa da gaveta de insensos, mas sim porque dentro deles estava registrada a época em que fora mais feliz em toda a sua vida.Respirou fundo, pegou o primeiro envelope e o abriu. Enquanto lia as palavras dele - sim! Aquele que fazia seu corpo todo arder de paixão - lágrimas começaram a umedecer sua pele macia e sardenta. A cada nova carta que lia seu coração apertava por causa de tantas lembranças doces. Eu nunca fui tão feliz, pensava.Após ler a última carta juntou todos os envelopes em um bolo, abraçou-os como se fossem ele e se sentiu abraçada por todas aquelas palavras como se fossem os braços dele. De repente ele estava ali ao lado dela!Finalmente dormiu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4288428249225147068?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4288428249225147068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4288428249225147068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/noite-interminvel.html' title='A noite interminável...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8512474113834916331</id><published>2008-10-26T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:47:18.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...hunf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SQS7IQpMYDI/AAAAAAAAATc/Hz33vGAWTnk/s1600-h/california+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261536015256674354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SQS7IQpMYDI/AAAAAAAAATc/Hz33vGAWTnk/s320/california+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Um homem precisa viajar. Por sua conta, não por meio de histórias, imagens, livros ou TV. Precisa viajar por si, com seus olhos e pés, para entender o que é seu... Um homem precisa viajar para lugares que não conhece para quebrar essa arrogância que nos faz ver o mundo como o imaginamos, e não simplesmente como é ou pode ser; que nos faz professores e doutores do que não vimos, quando deveríamos ser alunos e simplesmente ir ver”- Amyr Klink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8512474113834916331?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8512474113834916331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8512474113834916331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/hunf.html' title='...hunf...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SQS7IQpMYDI/AAAAAAAAATc/Hz33vGAWTnk/s72-c/california+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8746736238102919278</id><published>2008-10-21T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:07:41.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a boy...</title><content type='html'>If I were a Boy&lt;br /&gt;Even Just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I'd Roll outta bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go&lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I'd kick it with who I wanted&lt;br /&gt;And I'd never get confronted for it&lt;br /&gt;Cause they'd stick up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'd be a better man&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I would turn off my phone&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone it's broken&lt;br /&gt;So they'd think that I was sleeping alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'd put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that she'd be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To como home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say it's just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think I'd forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8746736238102919278?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8746736238102919278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8746736238102919278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-were-boy-even-just-for-day-id-roll.html' title='Just a boy...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2541604822848642462</id><published>2008-10-16T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:45:45.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SPf6f3KucpI/AAAAAAAAATU/h0OK7QAKvQY/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257946515270169234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SPf6f3KucpI/AAAAAAAAATU/h0OK7QAKvQY/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A palavra "saudade" não serve mais nem de longe pra descrever o que se passa aqui dentro! Precisamos inventar um novo termo pra isso... =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Puta dia do cão!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[*I'm still trying to figure things out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Será que eu parei no tempo?!]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2541604822848642462?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2541604822848642462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2541604822848642462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/palavra-saudade-no-serve-mais-nem-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SPf6f3KucpI/AAAAAAAAATU/h0OK7QAKvQY/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-6050153186419882324</id><published>2008-10-12T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:05:46.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELVETIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SPKCwiE9g2I/AAAAAAAAATM/Kj6p0M0j5NY/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256407485387735906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SPKCwiE9g2I/AAAAAAAAATM/Kj6p0M0j5NY/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance like no one is watching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-6050153186419882324?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6050153186419882324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6050153186419882324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/helvetia.html' title='HELVETIA'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SPKCwiE9g2I/AAAAAAAAATM/Kj6p0M0j5NY/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8739035650504388004</id><published>2008-10-09T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:26:18.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SO49_nZsZkI/AAAAAAAAATE/CaXK-LdfDLA/s1600-h/cachacaria+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255205978305750594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SO49_nZsZkI/AAAAAAAAATE/CaXK-LdfDLA/s320/cachacaria+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nome completo: Carolina Vieira Veríssimo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apelido: Cá, Carol, Cuca, Bitch, branquela...entre outros &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cor favorita: tenho duas - verde e roxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: normalmente torço pra bola, depende do jogo!hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Data de aniversário: 12/05/1988&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde mora: no trabalho, pq é só isso que eu faço agora!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Programa de tv favorito: Gilmore Girls, Friends e filmes em geral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheiro favorito: cheiro de "acabei de sair do banho"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pior sentimento do mundo: inveja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melhor sentimento do mundo: respeito (isso é sentimento?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dois defeitos seus: ansiedade e curiosidade extrema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duas qualidades suas: companheirismo e lealdade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qual é a primeira coisa que você pensa quando acorda de manhã:mais um dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você é romântico? Sem exageros, mas sim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Montanha russa: gosto, mas dá medo!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caneta ou lápis: caneta, de todas as cores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quantos toques antes de atender o telefone: depende, eu nunca ouço o telefone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De quem você sente saudade: &lt;strong&gt;acho que essa é a pergunta mais óbvia de todas!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comida favorita: Macarrão com molho de tomate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem você tem como irmã (o): tenho várias pessoas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namorar ou ficar: os dois, depende do meu humor!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você tem muitos amigos: OS MELHORES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como se sente quando rodeado por eles: em paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que você mais gosta de fazer: ler, dançar, dormir, dormir, dormir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate ou baunilha: Chocolate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorvete preferido: Flocos, certeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Torrada ou bacon: nenhum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sente medo de: solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem você levaria para uma ilha deserta: deixa quieto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qual seu signo do zodíaco: Touro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qual sua bebida favorita: Sex on the beach e caipirinha de saque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para tingir seu cabelo de uma cor, qual seria: não faço idéia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que tem nas paredes do seu quarto: fotos e tranqueiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que tem debaixo da sua cama: uma mala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você é destro, canhoto ou ambi-destro: Destro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qual seu número favorito: tenho aversão aos números.*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noite ou dia: noite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esporte favorito: dormir e dançar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um grande amor de sua vida: tem coisas que não precisam ser ditas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Está apaixonado no momento: .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Está sendo correspondido: deixa eu consultar minha bola de cristal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vale a pena amar: SEMPRE, intensamente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ae Nath... tá respondido!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bjo e eu tbm quero te ver!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8739035650504388004?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8739035650504388004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8739035650504388004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SO49_nZsZkI/AAAAAAAAATE/CaXK-LdfDLA/s72-c/cachacaria+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-9109081123820323870</id><published>2008-10-05T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:12:01.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SOktcI4QQMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9qXq2beNE-Q/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253780401747411138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SOktcI4QQMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9qXq2beNE-Q/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I could press rewind&lt;br /&gt;And rewrite every line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the story of me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get you out my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it don't get no better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As each day goes by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got nothin to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to hear from you soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I'm still not over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[I guess you thought that I would put it all behind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it seems there's always somethin right there to remind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I hear our song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get that same old feeling]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-9109081123820323870?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/9109081123820323870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/9109081123820323870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/u.html' title='U...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SOktcI4QQMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/9qXq2beNE-Q/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1141674869747261202</id><published>2008-10-02T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T18:46:20.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SOV5MNH5m3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/JkzE-XWLvbE/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252737790985739122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SOV5MNH5m3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/JkzE-XWLvbE/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O amor é tal qual uma brincadeira de mal gosto, no final alguém sempre sai machucado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E TENHO DITO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-1141674869747261202?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1141674869747261202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1141674869747261202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-amor-tal-qual-uma-beincadeira-de-mal.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SOV5MNH5m3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/JkzE-XWLvbE/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-6853435989065032182</id><published>2008-09-27T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:51:46.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SN649HjgTKI/AAAAAAAAASs/gd_37B3Hvis/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250837575700073634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SN649HjgTKI/AAAAAAAAASs/gd_37B3Hvis/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something always brings me back to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it never takes too long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-6853435989065032182?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6853435989065032182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6853435989065032182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-always-brings-me-back-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SN649HjgTKI/AAAAAAAAASs/gd_37B3Hvis/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-5079233824991390564</id><published>2008-09-25T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:30:54.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNtMLtjZY9I/AAAAAAAAASk/XYjMmhS8IH0/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249873554720777170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNtMLtjZY9I/AAAAAAAAASk/XYjMmhS8IH0/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tienes que saber que es lo último que pido&lt;br /&gt;que estoy desesperado y según mis latidos&lt;br /&gt;no me queda mucho tiempo a mi favor&lt;br /&gt;Y antes de perder de vista mi camino&lt;br /&gt;quiero mirarte un poco y soñar que el destino es junto a ti mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Quédate un segundo aquí a hacerme compañía&lt;br /&gt;y quédate tantito más quiero sentirte mía&lt;br /&gt;y abrázame y abrázame y abrázame...&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me he dado cuenta que no había sentido tanto miedo&lt;br /&gt;antes que yo no decido que Dios va a ser mejor&lt;br /&gt;Y antes de perder de vista mi camino&lt;br /&gt;quiero mirarte un poco y soñar que el destino es junto a ti mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Quédate un segundo aqui a hacerme compañia&lt;br /&gt;y quédate tantito más quiero sentirte mía&lt;br /&gt;y abrázame y abrázame y abrázame, no no y abrázame.&lt;br /&gt;Dame una razón para quedarme&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero tu compasión&lt;br /&gt;quiero que estés conmigo&lt;br /&gt;hasta que me haya ido&lt;br /&gt;y abrázame&lt;br /&gt;y abrázame&lt;br /&gt;y abrázame... y abrázame.&lt;br /&gt;(abrázame) Dame una razón para quedarme&lt;br /&gt;sólo dame una razón&lt;br /&gt;(abrázame) Dame una razón solo dame&lt;br /&gt;dame solo una razón&lt;br /&gt;(y abrázame) Dame una razón para quedarme&lt;br /&gt;yo no quiero tu compasión (y abrázame)&lt;br /&gt;Dame una razón Sólo dame una razón...&lt;br /&gt;Tienes que saber que es lo último que pido&lt;br /&gt;que estoy desesperado y segun mis latidos no me queda mucho&lt;br /&gt;... tiempo a mi... favor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-5079233824991390564?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5079233824991390564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/5079233824991390564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/09/tienes-que-saber-que-es-lo-ltimo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNtMLtjZY9I/AAAAAAAAASk/XYjMmhS8IH0/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-6005157106419139725</id><published>2008-09-21T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:58:26.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNa1YYzXAHI/AAAAAAAAASc/v3FjbAUKSkU/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248581846326247538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNa1YYzXAHI/AAAAAAAAASc/v3FjbAUKSkU/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jetzt ist es wohl soweit, du wirst nie mehr wiederkehren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ich werde es erst glauben können, wenn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;du nicht mehr vor mir stehst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-6005157106419139725?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6005157106419139725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6005157106419139725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNa1YYzXAHI/AAAAAAAAASc/v3FjbAUKSkU/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8292464057183556413</id><published>2008-09-18T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:06:14.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In these city lights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNMHjw4Ca-I/AAAAAAAAASU/bUP-y-fCRIY/s1600-h/city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247546301813517282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNMHjw4Ca-I/AAAAAAAAASU/bUP-y-fCRIY/s320/city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a harvest each Saturday night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place you can stand for one night and get gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's clear this conversation ain't doing a thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause these boys only listen to me when I sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't feel like singing tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the same songs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In these deep city lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl could get lost tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finding every reason to be gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing here to hold on to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could I hold you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The situation's always the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You got your wolves in their clothes whispering &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hollywood's name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stealing gold from the silver they see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's not me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calling out somebody save me I feel like I'm fading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calling out somebody save me I feel like I'm fading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm fading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: Lembra qdo eu recomecei esse blog e disse que o que tinha aqui antes não tinha mais importância???Então, era mentira!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I still be your mountain???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8292464057183556413?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8292464057183556413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8292464057183556413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-these-city-lights.html' title='In these city lights...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SNMHjw4Ca-I/AAAAAAAAASU/bUP-y-fCRIY/s72-c/city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2550163404436857727</id><published>2008-09-07T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:21:39.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my freedom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SMTDRvoKGbI/AAAAAAAAASM/xcGr9uGlvM8/s1600-h/Irvine+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243530575776192946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SMTDRvoKGbI/AAAAAAAAASM/xcGr9uGlvM8/s320/Irvine+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SMTB_QSKUzI/AAAAAAAAASE/fYwvAqYhWaY/s1600-h/bonfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243529158613160754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SMTB_QSKUzI/AAAAAAAAASE/fYwvAqYhWaY/s320/bonfire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SMTB1bgYILI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-ViQZsMLuUY/s1600-h/irvine+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243528989826883762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SMTB1bgYILI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-ViQZsMLuUY/s320/irvine+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've learned to listen through silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave unsaid unspoken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eyes wide shut unopened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always between the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell myself all the words he surely meant to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2550163404436857727?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2550163404436857727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2550163404436857727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-my-freedom.html' title='Missing my freedom...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SMTDRvoKGbI/AAAAAAAAASM/xcGr9uGlvM8/s72-c/Irvine+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1367030504941473033</id><published>2008-08-31T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:00:06.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZm60FHI/AAAAAAAAARU/dmdqf_RiWx8/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240788528877802610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZm60FHI/AAAAAAAAARU/dmdqf_RiWx8/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZhlSG7I/AAAAAAAAARc/s_1qWk1AUPg/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240788527445318578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZhlSG7I/AAAAAAAAARc/s_1qWk1AUPg/s320/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZnji94I/AAAAAAAAARk/08CVkPlrWPo/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240788529048647554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZnji94I/AAAAAAAAARk/08CVkPlrWPo/s320/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZ62ci-I/AAAAAAAAARs/RnwQo5egIhE/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240788534228192226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZ62ci-I/AAAAAAAAARs/RnwQo5egIhE/s320/pic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZ15yP4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/QgL-E_QyX2U/s1600-h/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240788532900020098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZ15yP4I/AAAAAAAAAR0/QgL-E_QyX2U/s320/pic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's only now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's only here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give in to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or live in fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No other path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No other way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No day but today&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/2441790750885172923-1367030504941473033?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1367030504941473033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1367030504941473033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-of-nyc.html' title='Some of NYC'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLsFZm60FHI/AAAAAAAAARU/dmdqf_RiWx8/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2103195563568486369</id><published>2008-08-23T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:22:14.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLD-CZcTd8I/AAAAAAAAARM/3NVQdCmWMFg/s1600-h/california+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237965683774683074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLD-CZcTd8I/AAAAAAAAARM/3NVQdCmWMFg/s320/california+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por onde quer que eu vá vou te levar pra sempre...&lt;br /&gt;A culpa não foi sua os caminhos não são tão simples&lt;br /&gt;mais eu vou seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Viajem e pensamento numa estrada de ilusão que eu&lt;br /&gt;procuro dentro do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que eu fecho os olhos é pra te encontrar a&lt;br /&gt;distância entre nos não pode separar o que eu sinto por&lt;br /&gt;você não vai passar .&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto é muito pouco pra poder falar a distancia&lt;br /&gt;entre nos não pode separar, e no final eu sei que vai&lt;br /&gt;voltar.&lt;br /&gt;Por onde quer que eu vá vou te levar pra sempre a vida&lt;br /&gt;continua os caminhos não são tão simples temos que&lt;br /&gt;seguir viajem e pensamento uma estrada de ilusões que eu&lt;br /&gt;procuro dentro do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que eu fecho os&lt;br /&gt;olhos é pra te encontrar a distancia entre nos não&lt;br /&gt;pode separar o que sinto por você não vai passar&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto é muito pouco pra poder fala a distancia&lt;br /&gt;entre nos não pode separar.&lt;br /&gt;E no final... eu sei&lt;br /&gt;E no meu coração a onde quer que eu vá, sempre levarei o&lt;br /&gt;teu sorriso em meu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;(em meu olhar)&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que eu fecho os olhos é pra te encontrar a&lt;br /&gt;distancia entre nos não pode separar o que sinto por&lt;br /&gt;você não vai passar.&lt;br /&gt;Um minuto é muito pouco pra poder falar a distância&lt;br /&gt;entre nos não pode separar.&lt;br /&gt;E no final eu sei que vai voltar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que vai voltar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2103195563568486369?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2103195563568486369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2103195563568486369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/08/por-onde-quer-que-eu-v-vou-te-levar-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SLD-CZcTd8I/AAAAAAAAARM/3NVQdCmWMFg/s72-c/california+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4841000469999403206</id><published>2008-08-15T16:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:21:39.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O.C. Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPY3GXi-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/GECezK3VUWA/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234888536646716386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPY3GXi-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/GECezK3VUWA/s320/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPY96slnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/K3DLWUISE4A/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234888538476811890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPY96slnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/K3DLWUISE4A/s320/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPZH3yulI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q9CHA6IoxBA/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234888541148985938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPZH3yulI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q9CHA6IoxBA/s320/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPZKivvpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BFgMYILPVPY/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234888541866016402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPZKivvpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BFgMYILPVPY/s320/pic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPZfJCTGI/AAAAAAAAARE/eD_lHtwswbU/s1600-h/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234888547395325026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPZfJCTGI/AAAAAAAAARE/eD_lHtwswbU/s320/pic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;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 rain&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;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;I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on 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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4841000469999403206?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4841000469999403206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4841000469999403206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/08/oc-fair.html' title='O.C. Fair'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SKYPY3GXi-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/GECezK3VUWA/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8074531630856633115</id><published>2008-08-07T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:25:41.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SJvYz2dvmnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/h9KLAqN5gf8/s1600-h/Camino-capistrano+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232013777426160242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SJvYz2dvmnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/h9KLAqN5gf8/s320/Camino-capistrano+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's over and i wish i could go back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, i will!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;***Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8074531630856633115?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8074531630856633115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8074531630856633115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-home.html' title='Back home...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SJvYz2dvmnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/h9KLAqN5gf8/s72-c/Camino-capistrano+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4151763011816713459</id><published>2008-08-03T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:39:19.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhando acordada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SJZ53P3QRbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OCIvO82YBlQ/s1600-h/california+486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230502007295460786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SJZ53P3QRbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OCIvO82YBlQ/s320/california+486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New York...new york!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em breve posto as fotos todas (ou qse todas) daqui!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nem consigo acreditar no lugar em que estou... Do you believe in magic??? NOW, I do!!!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4151763011816713459?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4151763011816713459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4151763011816713459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/08/sonhando-acordada.html' title='Sonhando acordada!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SJZ53P3QRbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/OCIvO82YBlQ/s72-c/california+486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8375497852029680964</id><published>2008-07-25T01:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:39:29.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ74CV-lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/zpr8evdFdqs/s1600-h/Huntinton+Beach+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226868200869067346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ74CV-lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/zpr8evdFdqs/s320/Huntinton+Beach+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ8CPKR3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yGAiiAmLoaA/s1600-h/Huntinton+Beach+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226868203607181170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ8CPKR3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yGAiiAmLoaA/s320/Huntinton+Beach+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ8sLJd3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/AionCyN3VbU/s1600-h/Huntinton+Beach+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226868214864639858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ8sLJd3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/AionCyN3VbU/s320/Huntinton+Beach+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ89SZFqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/e4MYHCDj2us/s1600-h/Newport+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226868219458426530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ89SZFqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/e4MYHCDj2us/s320/Newport+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ9AUtUpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kxsNio51buM/s1600-h/Newport+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226868220273447570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ9AUtUpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kxsNio51buM/s320/Newport+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We belong together,&lt;br /&gt;like the open seas and shores.&lt;br /&gt;wedded by the planet force,&lt;br /&gt;we've all been spoken for.&lt;br /&gt;All this indecision,&lt;br /&gt;all this independent strength,&lt;br /&gt;still, we've got our hearts on safe,&lt;br /&gt;we've got our hearts on safe.&lt;br /&gt;someday when you're lonley,&lt;br /&gt;sometime after all this bliss,&lt;br /&gt;somewhere lost in emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find this gift...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find this gift...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find this gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8375497852029680964?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8375497852029680964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8375497852029680964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-belong-together-like-open-seas-and.html' title='Praias'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SImQ74CV-lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/zpr8evdFdqs/s72-c/Huntinton+Beach+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1729353933935647056</id><published>2008-07-21T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:26:09.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWIbIip5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/E3nJGxCyYHo/s1600-h/Disney+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225396170379143058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWIbIip5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/E3nJGxCyYHo/s320/Disney+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWIgBUD8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/JqDYZwgVSTw/s1600-h/Disney+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225396171691003842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWIgBUD8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/JqDYZwgVSTw/s320/Disney+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWJCatS-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/H7rubo2OSqU/s1600-h/Disney+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225396180924320738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWJCatS-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/H7rubo2OSqU/s320/Disney+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWJoGUI2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/SimxbHTzLU0/s1600-h/Disney+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225396191039333218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWJoGUI2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/SimxbHTzLU0/s320/Disney+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWKCDAxaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-DfD9Q4R-i8/s1600-h/Disney+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225396198004802978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWKCDAxaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-DfD9Q4R-i8/s320/Disney+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-1729353933935647056?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1729353933935647056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1729353933935647056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/07/mais-disney.html' title='Mais Disney'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRWIbIip5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/E3nJGxCyYHo/s72-c/Disney+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2072036916992593602</id><published>2008-07-21T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:17:53.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where all your dreams come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUHfsAl8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/oTGXBSc6oGM/s1600-h/Disney+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225393955398522818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUHfsAl8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/oTGXBSc6oGM/s320/Disney+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUHvdKB_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/flwiEvS6TDQ/s1600-h/Disney+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225393959631194098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUHvdKB_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/flwiEvS6TDQ/s320/Disney+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUINiYdsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/PIOTgv6oJKo/s1600-h/Disney+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225393967706175170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUINiYdsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/PIOTgv6oJKo/s320/Disney+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUI55hK2I/AAAAAAAAAOM/s3nfU_67EsI/s1600-h/Disney+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225393979614374754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUI55hK2I/AAAAAAAAAOM/s3nfU_67EsI/s320/Disney+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUJBakRnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kZ-a47x0o-A/s1600-h/Disney+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225393981632038514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUJBakRnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kZ-a47x0o-A/s320/Disney+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOTOS DA DISNEY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SÓ TENHO A DIZER UMA COISA: FOI UM DIA &lt;strong&gt;MÁGICO&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/2441790750885172923-2072036916992593602?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2072036916992593602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2072036916992593602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-all-your-dreams-come-true.html' title='Where all your dreams come true'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SIRUHfsAl8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/oTGXBSc6oGM/s72-c/Disney+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4103285334338007572</id><published>2008-07-13T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T02:12:08.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnF7Rqwb-I/AAAAAAAAANM/XhNeX_sLKfA/s1600-h/Irvine+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222422865058492386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnF7Rqwb-I/AAAAAAAAANM/XhNeX_sLKfA/s320/Irvine+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnF8ebh3LI/AAAAAAAAANU/5V82NjRjQM0/s1600-h/Irvine+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222422885664152754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnF8ebh3LI/AAAAAAAAANU/5V82NjRjQM0/s320/Irvine+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnF_7Q7r6I/AAAAAAAAANc/mUD3sovwK8I/s1600-h/Irvine+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222422944943943586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnF_7Q7r6I/AAAAAAAAANc/mUD3sovwK8I/s320/Irvine+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnGAC9IgNI/AAAAAAAAANk/ZUooi_55EpU/s1600-h/Irvine+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222422947008381138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnGAC9IgNI/AAAAAAAAANk/ZUooi_55EpU/s320/Irvine+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnGA2AFPRI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ywc9qaqOcnc/s1600-h/Irvine+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222422960710958354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnGA2AFPRI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ywc9qaqOcnc/s320/Irvine+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais fotos da California...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto 1: Indo fazer compras na Fashion Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto 2: Home sweet home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto 3: Só a mulherada na festa que fizemos aqui em casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto 4: Patrick e Greg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto 5: Eu e as meninas na festinha (deu o maior trabalho, mas foi mó delícia!*rs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4103285334338007572?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4103285334338007572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4103285334338007572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/07/mais-fotos-da-california.html' title='...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHnF7Rqwb-I/AAAAAAAAANM/XhNeX_sLKfA/s72-c/Irvine+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-6305538144292265819</id><published>2008-07-05T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T17:38:30.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cali dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHAS5BdJMxI/AAAAAAAAANE/L2HozGhWqAc/s1600-h/Irvine+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219692738974921490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHAS5BdJMxI/AAAAAAAAANE/L2HozGhWqAc/s320/Irvine+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HbPTQxEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9McRR9tvRMs/s1600-h/UniversalCity+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219609763923412034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HbPTQxEI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9McRR9tvRMs/s320/UniversalCity+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HChsWJjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/HsIkkPHFxi8/s1600-h/UniversalCity+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HC8eIk8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ncg4F9dt0Js/s1600-h/LosAngeles+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219609346551878594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HC8eIk8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ncg4F9dt0Js/s320/LosAngeles+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HDF1UE8I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Wo-znc2s4DM/s1600-h/LosAngeles+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219609349065020354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HDF1UE8I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Wo-znc2s4DM/s320/LosAngeles+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HDQUy_dI/AAAAAAAAAMs/b0dA2AWuPvs/s1600-h/SantaMonica+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HD66XaEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TAjlrEaU1Kg/s1600-h/UniversalCity+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219609363313289282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SG_HD66XaEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/TAjlrEaU1Kg/s320/UniversalCity+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom, por aqui tudo muito quente!!!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claaaaro que é por causa do sol neh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheguei essa semana na faculdade e internet tá meio difícil... Ontem fui pra Laguna Beach ver os fogos do 4th of July, mto legal! E o melhor foi a aventura de encontrar um taxi que coubesse 12 pessoas e uma prancha pra voltarmos pra casa à meia-noite!TENSO!!!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem mto oriental por aqui, mas a nossa galera é composta por espanhóis, brasileiros, uma mexicana, um carinha de Luxemburgo, dois franceses e um russo...ah, claro....e alguns japas!!!hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mó salada cultural, mas mtoooo divertido!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minha roommate é turca e ontem ela estava me dando uma aula de língua e cultura turca!!!hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cá. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto1: Galera comemorando o 4th 0f July em Laguna Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto2: Antes de ir jogar uma partida de Futebol Americano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto3: Clássica neh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto4: Precisa explicar essa aqui?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foto5: No Universal Studios.&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/2441790750885172923-6305538144292265819?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6305538144292265819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/6305538144292265819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/07/cali-dream.html' title='Cali dream...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SHAS5BdJMxI/AAAAAAAAANE/L2HozGhWqAc/s72-c/Irvine+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-2564828221834750089</id><published>2008-06-30T00:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:31:47.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California dreaming 2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLtyyAkMI/AAAAAAAAALs/Xfv3xSJhcSA/s1600-h/LosAngeles+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217573787150618818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLtyyAkMI/AAAAAAAAALs/Xfv3xSJhcSA/s320/LosAngeles+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLuALa0MI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vocEDqlM8vI/s1600-h/LosAngeles+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217573790746857666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLuALa0MI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vocEDqlM8vI/s320/LosAngeles+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLuT1Q5YI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GHjJuTaUmME/s1600-h/LosAngeles+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217573796022642050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLuT1Q5YI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GHjJuTaUmME/s320/LosAngeles+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLuaR7BxI/AAAAAAAAAME/V4VKfaT5geI/s1600-h/LosAngeles+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217573797753456402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLuaR7BxI/AAAAAAAAAME/V4VKfaT5geI/s320/LosAngeles+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLulxJglI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UKw_D3hqH74/s1600-h/LosAngeles+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217573800837218898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLulxJglI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UKw_D3hqH74/s320/LosAngeles+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais algumas fotos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Todas essas são de Los Angeles, na calçada da fama! Depois coloco mais!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijo pra todo mundo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cá.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-2564828221834750089?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2564828221834750089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/2564828221834750089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/06/california-dreaming-2.html' title='California dreaming 2!!!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiLtyyAkMI/AAAAAAAAALs/Xfv3xSJhcSA/s72-c/LosAngeles+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8127904326857498154</id><published>2008-06-30T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:27:56.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California dreaming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKLw2_WoI/AAAAAAAAALE/cRRZTa76GMk/s1600-h/WestCovina+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217572103007459970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKLw2_WoI/AAAAAAAAALE/cRRZTa76GMk/s320/WestCovina+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMMQ5mYI/AAAAAAAAALM/2UH6THeS5Ko/s1600-h/WestCovina+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217572110363892098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMMQ5mYI/AAAAAAAAALM/2UH6THeS5Ko/s320/WestCovina+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMOApfnI/AAAAAAAAALU/o14VnwAzgyM/s1600-h/SantaMonica+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217572110832598642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMOApfnI/AAAAAAAAALU/o14VnwAzgyM/s320/SantaMonica+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMRvRm0I/AAAAAAAAALc/VHDSxuYIzVA/s1600-h/SantaBarbara+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217572111833471810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMRvRm0I/AAAAAAAAALc/VHDSxuYIzVA/s320/SantaBarbara+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMj4q9pI/AAAAAAAAALk/_FoiCQnO0fU/s1600-h/SantaBarbara+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217572116704720530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKMj4q9pI/AAAAAAAAALk/_FoiCQnO0fU/s320/SantaBarbara+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fotos da California pro povo que tá me cobrando!!!hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalmente eu comprei a minha câmera e consegui passar as fotos que tinha tirado com a velha pro PC! Aqui vai um gostinho de apenas algumas das coisas que eu já vi por aki!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LEGENDA DAS FOTOS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foto 1: Nosso quarto na casa das missionárias em West Covina!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foto 2: Eu e a Sassis tomando um cafézinho do Starbucks, logo após comprarmos nossas câmeras!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foto 3: Vista do pier de Santa Mônica, logo após termos visto Mr. Al Pacino...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foto 4: Sassis, Larry e euzinha numa loja em Santa Barbara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foto 5: Sassis, Larry e eu em Santa Barbara, na praia 'Carpinteria'...mto linda!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cá.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8127904326857498154?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8127904326857498154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8127904326857498154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/06/california-dreaming.html' title='California dreaming!!!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGiKLw2_WoI/AAAAAAAAALE/cRRZTa76GMk/s72-c/WestCovina+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-1461956620590066514</id><published>2008-06-23T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:31:09.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx4CW05AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N6WKb8PsFT4/s1600-h/Imagem+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215223207270081538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx4CW05AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N6WKb8PsFT4/s320/Imagem+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx4VFYvtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/o4ljv_9tsek/s1600-h/cachacaria+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215223212297207506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx4VFYvtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/o4ljv_9tsek/s320/cachacaria+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx4rXh02I/AAAAAAAAAK0/jQlSq0pcVKs/s1600-h/Imagem+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215223218278880098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx4rXh02I/AAAAAAAAAK0/jQlSq0pcVKs/s320/Imagem+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx5CyA72I/AAAAAAAAAK8/JwQcJcgWI9A/s1600-h/picnic+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215223224563986274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx5CyA72I/AAAAAAAAAK8/JwQcJcgWI9A/s320/picnic+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje vou colocar duas fotos, as primeiras são com a Nath e o Potter que foram se despedir de mim no sábado (na cachaçaria, é claro) e a segunda é uma foto antiga dos meus alunos mais lindos do mundo que, hoje, me fizeram uma festa surpresa de despedida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vai ficar faltando foto com a Naluh, Mario-Rosinha, Laís e Lilo pq eles são chatos e, apesar de tbm terem ido no sábado, não tiraram fotos comigo! Mas o importante é saber que eles estiveram lá, mesmo q eu naum me lembre de mta coisa!!!hehehehe (brincadeirinha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dream come true...aki vou eu!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: Nath, já anotei seu pedido e tenho uma coisa pra te dizer: ESTAMOS COMBINADAS!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-1461956620590066514?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1461956620590066514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/1461956620590066514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/06/2-days.html' title='2 days...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SGAx4CW05AI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N6WKb8PsFT4/s72-c/Imagem+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-4143862997145999166</id><published>2008-06-19T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:51:51.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SFtTeiFTp8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KzXYFa1MK84/s1600-h/fotinhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213852777621727170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SFtTeiFTp8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KzXYFa1MK84/s320/fotinhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passagem na mão, documentação certíssima e contagem regressiva a todo vapor!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só mais três trabalhos e uma prova (até terça) e EU TERMINEEEEEI!!!!hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cali...here I come!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: Preciso pedir desculpas pra todos que eu naum vou conseguir encontrar antes de ir. O tempo tá curto e eu tenho médico!!!HAUhauHAUuahuAUhauHAU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brincadeira...mas tah tenso pra arrumar tempo pra todos os que querem me ver! Só digo uma coisa: vai ser pouco tempo, entaum galera NO STRESS! Eu tbm amo todos e vou morrer de saudades...só q logo menos to de volta... ngm vai nem sentir o tranco!*rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-4143862997145999166?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4143862997145999166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/4143862997145999166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-days.html' title='5 days!!!'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SFtTeiFTp8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/KzXYFa1MK84/s72-c/fotinhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441790750885172923.post-8927082396825564713</id><published>2008-06-18T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T18:03:00.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SFmwK-5Pc6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ELqUi_kZtp0/s1600-h/anonovo-2007+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213391746386326434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SFmwK-5Pc6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ELqUi_kZtp0/s320/anonovo-2007+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a new start! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cali here I comeeeee!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Recomecei o blog do zero porque resolvi usar esse espaço para as minhas aventuras na terra do Tio Sam, mesmo porque, o que havia aqui antes já não tem grande importância!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quarta-feira começa essa nova fase, e eu não vejo a hora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bjo, Cá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.: Foto do verão...só pra entrar no clima!!!*rs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441790750885172923-8927082396825564713?l=sweetbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8927082396825564713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441790750885172923/posts/default/8927082396825564713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetbreathing.blogspot.com/2008/06/starting-over.html' title='Starting over...'/><author><name>Cá.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02830565338735612879</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/-9NGBhMxg-5U/TX5YRvu0hVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/JdenPDB1syE/s220/foto%2Bpequena.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27H0Uz3CYzk/SFmwK-5Pc6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/ELqUi_kZtp0/s72-c/anonovo-2007+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
