<?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-1917519990562620345</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:50:27.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloguito</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et le temps passe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;encore très vite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jusqu'à la fin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-2089539175748408549?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2089539175748408549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=2089539175748408549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/2089539175748408549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/2089539175748408549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2009/04/le-temps-qui-passe.html' title='Le temps qui passe..'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-6719761990630315842</id><published>2008-10-20T12:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:29:17.287+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I wish you bluebirds in the spring&lt;br /&gt;To give your heart a song to sing&lt;br /&gt;And then a kiss, but more than this&lt;br /&gt;I wish you love&lt;br /&gt;And in July a lemonade&lt;br /&gt;To cool you in some leafy glade&lt;br /&gt;I wish you health&lt;br /&gt;But more than wealth&lt;br /&gt;I wish you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breaking heart and I agree&lt;br /&gt;That you and I could never be&lt;br /&gt;So with my best&lt;br /&gt;My very best&lt;br /&gt;I set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;A cozy fire to keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;But most of all when snowflakes fall&lt;br /&gt;I wish you love&lt;br /&gt;But most of all when snowflakes fall&lt;br /&gt;I wish you love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-6719761990630315842?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6719761990630315842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=6719761990630315842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;So I snuck off&lt;br /&gt;To your bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought&lt;br /&gt;I'd just wait there&lt;br /&gt;Until I heard you&lt;br /&gt;Come up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;And I pretended&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And I was hoping&lt;br /&gt;You would creep in&lt;br /&gt;With me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your arm&lt;br /&gt;Around my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And it was&lt;br /&gt;As if the room&lt;br /&gt;Got colder&lt;br /&gt;And we moved closer&lt;br /&gt;In together&lt;br /&gt;Started talking about&lt;br /&gt;The weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Would be fun&lt;br /&gt;We could watch&lt;br /&gt;A place in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;Where this was going&lt;br /&gt;When you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you mine?&lt;br /&gt;Are you mine?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I stay here&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Watching tele&lt;br /&gt;Drinking wine&lt;br /&gt;Who'd of known?&lt;br /&gt;Who'd of known?&lt;br /&gt;When you'd flash up&lt;br /&gt;On my phone&lt;br /&gt;I'd no longer&lt;br /&gt;Feel alone&lt;br /&gt;No longer&lt;br /&gt;Feel alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't left here&lt;br /&gt;For days now&lt;br /&gt;And I'm becoming&lt;br /&gt;Amazed how&lt;br /&gt;You're quite&lt;br /&gt;Affectionate in public&lt;br /&gt;In fact your friend&lt;br /&gt;Said it made her&lt;br /&gt;Feel sick&lt;br /&gt;And even though&lt;br /&gt;It's moving forward&lt;br /&gt;There's just the right&lt;br /&gt;Amount of awkward&lt;br /&gt;And today&lt;br /&gt;You accidentally&lt;br /&gt;Called me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mine?&lt;br /&gt;Are you mine?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I stay here&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Watching tele&lt;br /&gt;Drinking wine&lt;br /&gt;Who'd of known?&lt;br /&gt;Who'd of known?&lt;br /&gt;When you'd flash up&lt;br /&gt;On my phone&lt;br /&gt;I'd no longer&lt;br /&gt;Feel alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just stay&lt;br /&gt;Let's just stay&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lie in bed&lt;br /&gt;All day&lt;br /&gt;We'll be laughing&lt;br /&gt;All the way&lt;br /&gt;You told your friends&lt;br /&gt;They all know&lt;br /&gt;We exist&lt;br /&gt;But we're&lt;br /&gt;Taking it slow&lt;br /&gt;Now let's just see&lt;br /&gt;How we go&lt;br /&gt;Now let's see&lt;br /&gt;How we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's just stay&lt;br /&gt;Let's just stay&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lie in bed&lt;br /&gt;All day&lt;br /&gt;we'll be laughing&lt;br /&gt;All the way&lt;br /&gt;You told your friends&lt;br /&gt;They all know&lt;br /&gt;We exist&lt;br /&gt;But we're&lt;br /&gt;Taking it slow&lt;br /&gt;And let's just see&lt;br /&gt;How we go&lt;br /&gt;Now let's see&lt;br /&gt;How we go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lily Allen, &lt;em&gt;Who'd of Known&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-6262750303709040435</id><published>2008-07-16T02:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T03:11:13.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Only you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only you, can make this world seem right&lt;br /&gt;Only you, can make the darkness bright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you, and you alone, can thrill me like you do&lt;br /&gt;And fill my heart with love for only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you, can make this change in me&lt;br /&gt;For it's true, you are my destiny&lt;br /&gt;When you hold my hand, I understand&lt;br /&gt;the magic that you do&lt;br /&gt;You're my dream come true&lt;br /&gt;my one and only you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and only you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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you...'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-2819348984852271573</id><published>2008-07-13T14:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:03:34.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai eu un joyeux anniversaire</title><content type='html'>Merci à tous! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-2819348984852271573?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2819348984852271573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-3186238484259828843</id><published>2008-07-11T04:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T04:53:27.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We both know what memories can bring...</title><content type='html'>Well I'll be damned&lt;br /&gt;Here comes your ghost again&lt;br /&gt;But that's not unusual&lt;br /&gt;It's just that the moon is full&lt;br /&gt;And you happened to call&lt;br /&gt;And here I sit&lt;br /&gt;Hand on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;Hearing a voice I'd known&lt;br /&gt;A couple of light years ago&lt;br /&gt;Heading straight for a fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I remember your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Were bluer than robin's eggs&lt;br /&gt;My poetry was lousy you said&lt;br /&gt;Where are you calling from?&lt;br /&gt;A booth in the midwest&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago&lt;br /&gt;I bought you some cufflinks&lt;br /&gt;You brought me something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We both know what memories can bring&lt;br /&gt;They bring diamonds and rust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you burst on the scene&lt;br /&gt;Already a legend&lt;br /&gt;The unwashed phenomenon&lt;br /&gt;The original vagabond&lt;br /&gt;You strayed into my arms&lt;br /&gt;And there you stayed&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily lost at sea&lt;br /&gt;The Madonna was yours for free&lt;br /&gt;Yes the girl on the half-shell&lt;br /&gt;Would keep you unharmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see you standing&lt;br /&gt;With brown leaves falling around&lt;br /&gt;And snow in your hair&lt;br /&gt;Now you're smiling out the window&lt;br /&gt;Of that crummy hotel&lt;br /&gt;Over Washington Square&lt;br /&gt;Our breath comes out white clouds&lt;br /&gt;Mingles and hangs in the air&lt;br /&gt;Speaking strictly for me&lt;br /&gt;We both could have died then and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you're telling me&lt;br /&gt;You're not nostalgic&lt;br /&gt;Then give me another word for it&lt;br /&gt;You who are so good with words&lt;br /&gt;And at keeping things vague&lt;br /&gt;Because I need some of that vagueness now&lt;br /&gt;It's all come back too clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes I loved you dearly&lt;br /&gt;And if you're offering me diamonds and rust&lt;br /&gt;I've already paid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Joan Baez, &lt;em&gt;Diamonds and Rust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-3186238484259828843?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3186238484259828843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-1392403069110379380</id><published>2008-07-07T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:56:27.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet, honey, dear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;oh boy... where do we go from here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-1392403069110379380?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1392403069110379380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=1392403069110379380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1392403069110379380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1392403069110379380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweet-honey-dear.html' title='Sweet, honey, dear...'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-4831575286048155448</id><published>2008-07-06T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:05:20.311+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the windmills of our mind...</title><content type='html'>What if we fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-4831575286048155448?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4831575286048155448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=4831575286048155448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4831575286048155448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4831575286048155448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/07/windmills-of-our-mind.html' title='the windmills of our mind...'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-4678078523655992366</id><published>2008-07-04T22:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:55:28.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu não sei dizer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-4678078523655992366?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4678078523655992366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=4678078523655992366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4678078523655992366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4678078523655992366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/07/eu-no-sei-dizer.html' title='Eu não sei dizer...'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-1992214266709409648</id><published>2008-06-30T03:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T04:22:01.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Déjà vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I repeat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulations&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-1992214266709409648?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1992214266709409648/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=1992214266709409648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1992214266709409648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1992214266709409648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/06/dj-vu.html' title='Déjà vu'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-3662021612560571536</id><published>2008-06-16T01:36:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:02:04.225+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never be a stepping stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alea jacta est&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E ainda &lt;em&gt;amigos&lt;/em&gt; que prometem nunca mais "meter-se" em nada entre nós mas quando chega a hora são sempre incapazes de guardar para si as suas &lt;em&gt;opiniões&lt;/em&gt; mesmo sabendo que essas &lt;em&gt;opiniões&lt;/em&gt; são o mesmo que dar força a um para fazer algo que afecta, directa ou indirectamente, o outro. Se é isto o conceito de "não se meter"... &lt;em&gt;I hope you're happy to&lt;/em&gt;... (ainda assim, quero acreditar que não seja por mal... enfim...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ADENDA EM 20-06-2008 2:36 - Mas cada vez mais começo a acreditar no que várias pessoas vão dizendo: que muito do que nos acontece ou aconteceu tem sempre o mesmo &lt;em&gt;dedo&lt;/em&gt; no meio... Intencionalmente ou não... Até com incitamento a convites para saídas...&lt;br /&gt;E há sites &lt;em&gt;de música&lt;/em&gt; por aí cuja principal finalidade é tão-somente a mesma que de muitos outros: conhecer pessoas e fazer aproximações, vulgo engate. Curioso como hoje em dia é sempre tudo feito com um pretexto inocente, tudo é sempre dissimulado... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-3662021612560571536?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3662021612560571536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=3662021612560571536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/3662021612560571536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/3662021612560571536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-will-never-be-stepping-stone.html' title='I will never be a stepping stone'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-7095809129026801963</id><published>2008-05-27T00:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:13:25.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Salto onírico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia pediste-me que fosse mais forte –&lt;br /&gt;Não sabes o quanto custou ouvir a tua voz desapontada&lt;br /&gt;Espetando facas em chamas na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;Sentir os estilhaços pairando no ar&lt;br /&gt;Uma explosão lenta.&lt;br /&gt;Cada segundo doía eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que sempre gostei de sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem sempre me persegui no interior dos sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Era uma mera contemplação&lt;br /&gt;E vieste tu perturbar a minha ataraxia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizeste tremer o meu universo e&lt;br /&gt;Encolhi ao tamanho de uma gota de sangue.&lt;br /&gt;Frágil e tão densa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até que toquei na tua mão e deixei-me envolver no teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;A tua voz tem o dom de me fazer sorrir e resplandecer.&lt;br /&gt;Levemente, passo a passo, tento chegar à nossa plenitude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinto-me tão pequenino quando estou nos teus braços – protegido, completo e tão sereno.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Someone very special wrote it to me one day...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-7095809129026801963?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7095809129026801963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=7095809129026801963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/7095809129026801963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/7095809129026801963'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apareces translúcido como uma doce melodia&lt;br /&gt;E o teu olhar sumiu para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Conseguiste o que querias?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by &lt;em&gt;someone special&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-7127026423052556086?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7127026423052556086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=7127026423052556086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/7127026423052556086'/><link rel='self' 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go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-1635935627932601319?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1635935627932601319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=1635935627932601319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1635935627932601319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1635935627932601319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wish-i-was-special.html' title='I wish I was special...'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-2801073920815016504</id><published>2008-05-20T00:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:58:53.821+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down the days to leave...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and then I think it will be forever. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will this 20th be the last to be remembered?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't loose me..&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-2801073920815016504?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/2801073920815016504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=2801073920815016504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/2801073920815016504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/2801073920815016504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/05/counting-down-days-to-leave.html' title='Counting down the days to leave...'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-7545677619821065200</id><published>2008-05-18T20:09:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:13:54.399+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I die...</title><content type='html'>you'll have had no kiss&lt;br /&gt;no hug&lt;br /&gt;no sweet eyes&lt;br /&gt;nor even my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm glad you're so happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-7545677619821065200?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-4243321632620540817</id><published>2008-05-17T01:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T01:51:15.727+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Queria ser terra firme, a tua certeza, o teu bem mais importante. Queria que nunca tivesses desistido de mim como não desistimos nunca de comer, de respirar, a não ser quando desistimos de viver&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in Eileen Almeida Barbosa, &lt;em&gt;Eileenístico: Contos e Crónicas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-4243321632620540817?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4243321632620540817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=4243321632620540817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4243321632620540817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4243321632620540817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/05/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-6540890724975844792</id><published>2008-05-14T20:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:48:26.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meatloaf for tonight!</title><content type='html'>That one... nham nham =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-1808411726802834567</id><published>2008-05-12T22:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:46:48.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode for cruelty</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love's a funeral of hearts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. - Parabéns.. para não variar e como já esperado, tal como eu dizia =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Vendo bem as coisas, acho que sempre te dei sorte loli &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-1808411726802834567?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1808411726802834567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=1808411726802834567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1808411726802834567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1808411726802834567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/05/ode-for-cruelty.html' title='Ode for cruelty'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-3337440445711564569</id><published>2008-04-22T02:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T02:30:54.999+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Requiem pour un con</title><content type='html'>..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-3337440445711564569?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3337440445711564569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Este dia fica marcado por... tudo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Um dia acordarei e tu dirás que já passou... *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-4415730911294906102?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4415730911294906102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=4415730911294906102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4415730911294906102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4415730911294906102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-kid-in-town.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-8727204241820372889</id><published>2008-04-03T01:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:19:12.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The littlest things that take me there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I receveid a letter with quite good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was at an amazing concert by Editors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it was an awful and sad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this blog, just like his owner, will disappear in outer space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little and simple 'yes' and maybe everything would be different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll never now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe pediu-me para te perguntar algo... esqueci-me de dizer-lhe (ou talvez não soubesse) que afinal não ia estar contigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de vocês...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu amei-te...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-8727204241820372889?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8727204241820372889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-1926834242230712598</id><published>2008-04-03T01:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:43:42.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll be together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;Even when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;I feel you in the air, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people say it'll never happen&lt;br /&gt;That we're just wasting time&lt;br /&gt;But good things come when you least expect them&lt;br /&gt;So I don't really mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together&lt;br /&gt;Come whatever&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just staring at the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just remember&lt;br /&gt;That no one else can tell us who we are&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together&lt;br /&gt;So don't ever stop listening to your heart&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't turn mine off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;This is a rehearsal for the real thing&lt;br /&gt;Because it's not, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know we're young&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help feeling what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;And I won't stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some things are meant to be and they'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the time is right&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know that...I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish it was tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together&lt;br /&gt;Come whatever&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just staring at the stars&lt;br /&gt;Just remember&lt;br /&gt;That no one else can tell us who we are&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together&lt;br /&gt;So don't ever stop listening to your heart&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't turn mine off &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;Even when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;I feel you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ashley Tisdale, &lt;em&gt;We'll be together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-1926834242230712598?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1926834242230712598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=1926834242230712598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1926834242230712598'/><link 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rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1497542064012641547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=1497542064012641547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1497542064012641547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/1497542064012641547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/04/break-leg.html' title=''/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-7691039641322517772</id><published>2008-04-01T21:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:33:56.668+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De battre mon coeur s'est arrêté</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;De tanto bater o meu coração parou&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok... acho que isto vai deixar de ser uma metáfora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-7691039641322517772?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7691039641322517772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-165119060508169974</id><published>2008-04-01T04:28:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T04:41:11.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia das mentiras</title><content type='html'>Albert Camus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma pessoa que eu conhecia costumava dividir os seres humanos em três categorias: aqueles que preferem nada ter a esconder de modo a não serem obrigados a mentir; &lt;strong&gt;aqueles que preferem mentir a não poderem esconder nada&lt;/strong&gt;; e, finalmente, aqueles que gostam de mentir e esconder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-165119060508169974?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/165119060508169974/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=165119060508169974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/165119060508169974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/165119060508169974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/04/dia-das-mentiras.html' title='Dia das mentiras'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-6853109661556575370</id><published>2008-04-01T03:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T03:50:48.499+01:00</updated><title type='text'>There's an ordinary world I have to find</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Came in from a rainy Thursday&lt;br /&gt;On the avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought I heard you talking softly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the lights, the TV&lt;br /&gt;And the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still I can't escape the ghost of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What has happened to it all?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some are saying&lt;br /&gt;Where is the life that I recognize?&lt;br /&gt;Gone away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't cry for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way&lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passion or coincidence&lt;br /&gt;Once prompted you to say&lt;br /&gt;"Pride will tear us both apart"&lt;br /&gt;Well now pride's gone out the window&lt;br /&gt;Cross the rooftops&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Left me in the vacuum of my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some'd say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is my friend when I need you most?&lt;br /&gt;Gone away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't cry for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way&lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers in the roadside&lt;br /&gt;Tell of suffering and greed&lt;br /&gt;Here today, forgot tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, here besides the news&lt;br /&gt;Of holy war and holy need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ours is just a little sorrowed talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I don't cry for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way&lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world, I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;Any one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world, I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;Any one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world&lt;br /&gt;Every one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                    &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Duran Duran, &lt;em&gt;Ordinary World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-6853109661556575370?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6853109661556575370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=6853109661556575370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/6853109661556575370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/6853109661556575370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-ordinary-world-i-have-to-find.html' title='There&apos;s an ordinary world I have to find'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-3085800969266824258</id><published>2008-04-01T03:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T05:23:06.468+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sozinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu julgas que te odeio. Não podias estar mais enganado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas afastei aquilo que que não conseguia ser afastado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou sozinho. E tu não. E estou feliz por isso. O importante era que ficasses bem e ficaste. Soubeste ultrapassar tudo ou quase tudo. E ficaste com os amigos. Ao contrário de mim. Provaste que eu tinha razão. Mais uma vez. No fim, e apesar de tudo e por mais que sejas tu a dar motivos para que te odeie e não o inverso, foste tu a ficar com eles. Com os amigos. Todos. Não reclamo. Há muito que deixei de acreditar na justiça deste mundo ou de qualquer outro. Não reclamo. Sempre desejei que se alguém tivesse de ficar bem em detrimento de outro, que fosses tu em meu lugar. Na noite em que partimos, amigos chamaram-te. Só a ti. Apenas a ti. E com eles estiveste. E com eles falaste. E com eles aliviaste a tua consciência. Amanhã haverá um concerto. Com outros amigos irás. Sempre com amigos. Sempre com alguém. E eu irei sozinho. Se for. Novamente. Acertei ao dizer que na hora da verdade, vocês são uns e eu sou outro. Eu não faço parto desse mundo. Embora possa haver quem goste de mim nele. Ontem fui ao cinema. Não adivinhas como? Sozinho. Enquanto te alegras por teres amigos com quem falar ao desbarato, eu caminho só. Enquanto fizeste de tudo para aprofundares uma amizade com alguém, deixaste cair a minha. Há três dias que tenho os nervos esfrangalhados. Há três dias que o meu olho esquerdo palpita sem cessar. Há três dias que tenho dores. Pelo menos desde ontem com a pulsação acima dos 100bpm em repouso. Tudo se intensificou desde sábado à noite. Limito-me a existir. Esperando que passe. De uma forma ou de outra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. - E a ti: Obrigado por ontem, neste deserto de imensa solidão, me teres dado a única palavra de conforto que recebi *&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o cinema soube um pouco melhor assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-3085800969266824258?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3085800969266824258/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=3085800969266824258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/3085800969266824258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/3085800969266824258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/04/tu-julgas-que-te-odeio.html' title='Sozinho'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-548737478173177900</id><published>2008-04-01T03:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T03:40:36.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When will I learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strange&lt;br /&gt;Thought I knew you well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thought I had read the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought I had read a change&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;so strange&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a world&lt;br /&gt;that I am not a part&lt;br /&gt;except when I can play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;it's stranger&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all&lt;br /&gt;what were you really&lt;br /&gt;looking for&lt;br /&gt;and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;when will I learn&lt;br /&gt;Blue isn't red&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows this&lt;br /&gt;and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;when will I learn&lt;br /&gt;when will I learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess I was in Deeper than&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was&lt;br /&gt;if I have enough love&lt;br /&gt;for the both of us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;just stay" you say&lt;br /&gt;"we'll build a nest"&lt;br /&gt;so I left my Life&lt;br /&gt;Tried on your friends&lt;br /&gt;Tried on your opinions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the Bridges froze&lt;br /&gt;and you did not come home&lt;br /&gt;I put our snowflake under a microscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all&lt;br /&gt;what was I really&lt;br /&gt;looking for&lt;br /&gt;and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;when will I learn&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my wish knew better&lt;br /&gt;than I did&lt;br /&gt;and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;when will I learn&lt;br /&gt;when will I learn&lt;br /&gt;guess I was in Deeper than&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was&lt;br /&gt;if I have enough love&lt;br /&gt;for the both of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so strange&lt;br /&gt;now I'm finally in&lt;br /&gt;the Party has begun&lt;br /&gt;it's not like I can't&lt;br /&gt;feel you still&lt;br /&gt;but strange&lt;br /&gt;what I will leave behind&lt;br /&gt;you call me one more time&lt;br /&gt;but now I must be leaving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tori Amos&lt;em&gt;, Strange&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-548737478173177900?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/548737478173177900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=548737478173177900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/548737478173177900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/548737478173177900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-will-i-learn.html' title='When will I learn?'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-6809397242988982735</id><published>2008-03-31T13:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:56:03.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>História linda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouve, quero contar-te uma história de amor,&lt;br /&gt;Dessas que a gente já sabe de cor,&lt;br /&gt;Igual a tantas que esta vida tem.&lt;br /&gt;Vais conhecer duas pessoas como outras quaisquer,&lt;br /&gt;Dois namorados que foram viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A história linda de quem se quer bem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonados, com o tempo à frente,&lt;br /&gt;Tinham carícias a queimar na mão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tocando a dor de quem se sente&lt;br /&gt;Um escravo do seu coração. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E num só corpo, quando se abraçavam,&lt;br /&gt;Beijando as horas com melancolia,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca as palavras lhes chegavam&lt;br /&gt;Para tudo o que no peito havia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeus querido, que me vou embora,&lt;br /&gt;Levo as saudades que te vou deixar,&lt;br /&gt;Hei-de lembrar-te noite fora,&lt;br /&gt;Assim como quem quer chorar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mar é longe e longa é a nossa espera,&lt;br /&gt;E as palavras vão de encontro ao cais,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeus querido, quem me dera,&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não partisse nunca mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então perguntas-me a razão da história,&lt;br /&gt;Assim tão simples como respirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É que eu aprendi a perceber melhor&lt;br /&gt;A importância das coisas normais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabes, amar é uma vitória e a vida é simples de contar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Adaptado de Carlos Paião, &lt;em&gt;História Linda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-6809397242988982735?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6809397242988982735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=6809397242988982735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/6809397242988982735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/6809397242988982735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/03/histria-linda.html' title='História linda'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917519990562620345.post-4685665116803952803</id><published>2008-03-31T01:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T01:43:01.484+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Regresso ou recomeço?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They can't take that away from me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia talvez...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917519990562620345-4685665116803952803?l=bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4685665116803952803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1917519990562620345&amp;postID=4685665116803952803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4685665116803952803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917519990562620345/posts/default/4685665116803952803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloguito-contigo.blogspot.com/2008/03/regresso-ou-recomeo.html' title='Regresso ou recomeço?'/><author><name>jjori</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
