<?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-8166303104406158104</id><updated>2012-01-15T15:25:19.748-02:00</updated><category term='Música'/><category term='Artes'/><category term='Sentimento'/><category term='MomentOo'/><category term='Casamento'/><category term='Casa'/><category term='Construções'/><title type='text'>..temPo..MomentOs...Vida...</title><subtitle type='html'>^ME PARECE SEM SENTIDO, MAS NEM TUDO TEM SENTIDO NA VIDA...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4696092966818593541</id><published>2012-01-15T12:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:25:19.752-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimento'/><title type='text'>Sufoco</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Estou sufocada, querendo explodir, querendo me livrar, querendo desabafar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não posso desabafar, eu tenho é mais que ficar quieta, sem direito a dialógo. Por que tentar dialogar se o que eu tenho são só gritos? E coisas jogadas na cara. Tenho mais é que suportar quietinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou encontrar um consolo: pensar que um dia isso tudo passará, é uma boa medida consoladora. E quando eu estava numa situação ruim esse sempre foi o meu consolo, pensar que um dia a fase ruim passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou saturada, outro consolo é poder escrever no blog, talvez seja a única maneira de me expressar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que pedir desculpa, me sinto na obrigação de pedir desculpas por ser UM ESTORVO. Sim, é isso que me sinto. Aviso: Vou sumir da sua vida o mais rápido possível. Quando eu puder. Tenha certeza disso. Eu e meus acompanhamentos sumiremos. Eu e meus trecos, trapos, cacarecos, eu e meus entulhos. Ou como preferir chamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inconformada por situações fora do meu controle&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto muito por essa ter sido a minha primeira postagem de 2012.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4696092966818593541?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4696092966818593541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4696092966818593541' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4696092966818593541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4696092966818593541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2012/01/sufoco.html' title='Sufoco'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6407229064511507267</id><published>2011-12-11T18:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:58:59.089-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casa'/><title type='text'>Cabeceiras para cama box...</title><content type='html'>Algumas opçoes de cabeceiras. Ideias criativas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcBq8U0DZVg/TuUYsYmkphI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Uf2CJKiBi9c/s1600/Cabeceira1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcBq8U0DZVg/TuUYsYmkphI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Uf2CJKiBi9c/s320/Cabeceira1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-SoFQUvnKg/TuUYukhCjgI/AAAAAAAAAag/xGBfd9wlMiw/s1600/Cabeceira3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-SoFQUvnKg/TuUYukhCjgI/AAAAAAAAAag/xGBfd9wlMiw/s320/Cabeceira3.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_NmD97428M/TuUYwmbwfzI/AAAAAAAAAao/4uzEulhJIA8/s1600/Cabeceira4.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_NmD97428M/TuUYwmbwfzI/AAAAAAAAAao/4uzEulhJIA8/s320/Cabeceira4.jpg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdaj4aFXMRg/TuUYyZfeLWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/W6Irg0S0KFc/s1600/Cabeceira7-1024x768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdaj4aFXMRg/TuUYyZfeLWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/W6Irg0S0KFc/s320/Cabeceira7-1024x768.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXhgjWV0TiE/TuUYzyrRqKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/anAHLTwdRfQ/s1600/Cabeceira23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXhgjWV0TiE/TuUYzyrRqKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/anAHLTwdRfQ/s320/Cabeceira23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n21I5eGkkg8/TuUY7I5AjeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/3OC2qymf6zw/s320/cabeceira451-1024x768.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-La3WoqMrI2g/TuUY8V2xNvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/LjsqQJL1Z_k/s1600/CabeceiradeCama3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-La3WoqMrI2g/TuUY8V2xNvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/LjsqQJL1Z_k/s320/CabeceiradeCama3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ugJyI4WpaM/TuUY9AZrpDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/neY5Si4B1zU/s1600/Cabeceiradepalets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ugJyI4WpaM/TuUY9AZrpDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/neY5Si4B1zU/s320/Cabeceiradepalets.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6407229064511507267?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6407229064511507267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6407229064511507267' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6407229064511507267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6407229064511507267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/12/cabeceiras-para-cama-box.html' title='Cabeceiras para cama box...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcBq8U0DZVg/TuUYsYmkphI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Uf2CJKiBi9c/s72-c/Cabeceira1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3576439983370503701</id><published>2011-11-30T23:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:59:54.493-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Resumo do Meu Casamento dos Sonhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; Ribeirão Preto, 30 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Quando eu menos imaginava, as coisas começaram a dar certo, marcamos a data, meu pai conseguiu viajar, consegui o vestido, o bouquett, a sandália, um almoço de comemoração, bolo com noivinhos e até uma fotógrafa. Foi muito melhor do que eu esperava. Obrigada meu Deus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3576439983370503701?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3576439983370503701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3576439983370503701' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3576439983370503701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3576439983370503701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/resumo-do-meu-casamento-dos-sonhos.html' title='Resumo do Meu Casamento dos Sonhos...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5167591689858264512</id><published>2011-11-25T21:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:18:16.163-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Falta menos de 1 dia</title><content type='html'>" Ribeirão Preto, 25 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Último dia de moça solteira, tudo está se encaixando, graças a Deus já  tenho o vestido, o buquê, a sandália, o almoço e o bolo com noivinhos  para comemorar-mos. Pra quem não tinha nada certo uns dias atrás, está  tudo perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo meu noivo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CWkXf5_nafo/TtAiLnfjdAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ngypPySDEfw/s1600/eu+e+thi.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CWkXf5_nafo/TtAiLnfjdAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ngypPySDEfw/s320/eu+e+thi.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5167591689858264512?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5167591689858264512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5167591689858264512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5167591689858264512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5167591689858264512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/falta-menos-de-1-dia.html' title='Falta menos de 1 dia'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CWkXf5_nafo/TtAiLnfjdAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ngypPySDEfw/s72-c/eu+e+thi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4668438367884589481</id><published>2011-11-23T06:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:28:17.142-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Faltam 4 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"Ribeirão Preto, 22 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora de casar logo com meu amor. Estou nervosa. Agora o tempo tá passando rápido!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que dê tudo certo!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo meu noivo!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4668438367884589481?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4668438367884589481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4668438367884589481' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4668438367884589481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4668438367884589481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-4-dias.html' title='Faltam 4 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-7439810842286240201</id><published>2011-11-19T17:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:28:19.907-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Faltam 7 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Ribeirão Preto, 19 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Posso dizer que 2011 foi o ano de mudanças, foi o ano da minha vida. E quando eu não esperava nada pra esse ano, olha eu quase casada ai...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Muito feliz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-7439810842286240201?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/7439810842286240201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=7439810842286240201' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7439810842286240201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7439810842286240201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-7-dias.html' title='Faltam 7 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6315210784752413321</id><published>2011-11-15T14:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:42:48.999-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Faltam 11 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i style="color: #444444;"&gt;Franca, 15 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dou Graças a Deus por ter uma pessoa como você ao meu lado. Quero que o nosso dia seja lindo, marcante, especial e todos os adjetivos possíveis porque eu sei que a gente será muito feliz. Pelo menos eu vou fazer tudo pra te fazer feliz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;=]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #444444;"&gt;Amo você meu noivo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6315210784752413321?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6315210784752413321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6315210784752413321' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6315210784752413321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6315210784752413321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-11-dias.html' title='Faltam 11 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3997325340944067243</id><published>2011-11-10T23:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:32:18.260-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Faltam 16 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;"Ribeirão Preto, 10 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aos poucos as coisas vão  dando certo. Até o grande dia estará tudo resolvido. Estava conversando com meu noivo ontem:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;_ Ainda bem que o nosso casamento está perto. Já pensou se a gente tivesse que esperar e planejar 12 meses antes? Eu teria um infarto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Espero estar calma no dia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E a contagem regressiva continua..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3997325340944067243?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3997325340944067243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3997325340944067243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3997325340944067243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3997325340944067243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-16-dias.html' title='Faltam 16 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2157639647919386148</id><published>2011-11-08T00:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T00:03:13.089-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Faltam 19 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ribeirão Preto,07  de Novembro de 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hoje eu acordei meio chateada, preocupada como sempre, mas só que um pouco mais que o normal, devo ter nascido antes do tempo por causa da ansiedade. Estava com medo de não encontrar AQUELE vestido dos sonhos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas agora, ao final do dia, estou super feliz, porque minha sogra iluminada(abençoada) me ajudou na escolha do vestido e me deu ótimas dicas. É lindo, um sonho de vestido branco. Provei, gostei, caiu como uma luva. Amei meu vestidinho.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nossa, meu humor está mudando demais por causa do grande dia. Estou sensível. Tomara que meu noivo me AGUENTE e me ENTENDA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alívio por já ter resolvido a parte do vestido e novamente Muito Feliz! Obrigada Josy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2157639647919386148?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2157639647919386148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2157639647919386148' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2157639647919386148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2157639647919386148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-19-dias.html' title='Faltam 19 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2961256152297082432</id><published>2011-11-06T23:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:35:57.406-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Faltam 20 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ribeirão Preto,06  de Novembro de 2011. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desde que marcamos a data do nosso casamento, já me sinto diferente. Deve ser a adaptação, que vem aos poucos. Até o dia chegar, já estarei adaptada, como uma senhora casada. É um grande passo na minha vida. Realmente, 2011 é o ano de nossas vidas. Tantas coisas passamos juntos. E agora, chegou a nossa vez. Estou Feliz, Feliz, Feliz. =]&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2961256152297082432?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2961256152297082432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2961256152297082432' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2961256152297082432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2961256152297082432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-20-dias.html' title='Faltam 20 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-705434595847028867</id><published>2011-11-05T15:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:53:56.873-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Faltam 21 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ribeirão Preto,05 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os dias correm e ao mesmo tempo param. Hoje, estava pensando no meu vestido, comentei com meu noivo com qual eu irei me casar. Observação do dia: Ele deu a maior importância e sugeriu que a gente fosse procurar hoje. Que lindo! Posso dizer que ele ganhou 10 pontinhos comigo.=D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*.*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-705434595847028867?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/705434595847028867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=705434595847028867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/705434595847028867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/705434595847028867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-21-dias.html' title='Faltam 21 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5221133840429934047</id><published>2011-11-05T00:43:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:35:17.779-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Presente de Casamento de Alexandre Quintães</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVOc0outmR0/TrVzy8ohcCI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0vjzW8yg7No/s1600/04112011232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVOc0outmR0/TrVzy8ohcCI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0vjzW8yg7No/s320/04112011232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adorei o conteúdo Cacau Show e Adorei o vidro. Concerteza terá um lugar na nossa cozinha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v2B0SZhtJ-E/TrSixguPLVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/BJ8X3GGR0YQ/s1600/04112011234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v2B0SZhtJ-E/TrSixguPLVI/AAAAAAAAAZY/BJ8X3GGR0YQ/s320/04112011234.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5221133840429934047?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5221133840429934047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5221133840429934047' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5221133840429934047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5221133840429934047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/presente-de-casamento-de-alexandre.html' title='Presente de Casamento de Alexandre Quintães'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVOc0outmR0/TrVzy8ohcCI/AAAAAAAAAZg/0vjzW8yg7No/s72-c/04112011232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8284180449160317841</id><published>2011-11-04T19:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T19:55:14.597-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Faltam 22 dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ribeirão Preto,04 de Novembro de 2011.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoje meu despertador natural atrasado despertou às 9 horas, quando a gente já deveria estar no cartório nesse horário. Nossa testemunha ligou. O casal atrasado. Pegamos toda a documentação e nos arrumamos rapidamente. Corremos para o cartório, ainda bem que é perto de casa. Entramos e pegamos a senha de Casamento. (Que lindo!) Tudo indo bem até que o noivo pergunta pra noiva: "Você está com o dinheiro da taxa?" Esqueci. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É fato, somos o casal "cabecinha de vento". &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A moça que nos atendeu, foi muito gentil e deixou a gente levar a outra testemunha e o dinheiro mais tarde. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tivemos sorte, quando estávamos voltando pra casa, encontramos a tia do noivo, e ela levou a gente até em casa para pegar o dinheiro e foi até o cartório para ser nossa testemunha. Quase concluímos o processo de dar entrada na papelada. Recebemos a Lista de padrinhos para entregarmos até o dia 16 de Novembro. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resultado:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; A noiva ficou nervosa à toa, e o noivo mais uma vez estava com a razão de que no fim tudo dá certo. O noivo estava tão calmo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-8284180449160317841?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8284180449160317841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8284180449160317841' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8284180449160317841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8284180449160317841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/faltam-22-dias.html' title='Faltam 22 dias...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4899637025266311560</id><published>2011-11-03T18:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:45:07.685-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Começando o Casamento de Verdade....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cronograma do nosso casamento...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ribeirão Preto, 03 de Novembro de 2011. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Uma bela manhã para resolvermos a situação do nosso casamento. Conseguimos a declaração do CRAS para levarmos no cartório. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Data do Casamento: 26/11/2011. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Não esperava casar esse ano. Estou muito feliz e nervosa. Nem chegou o dia ainda e já fiquei toda desorientada e o noivo bem nervoso. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A documentação está completa, só falta nós dois comparecermos no cartório da Rua Paraná amanhã juntamente com duas testemunhas. Que emoção! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hoje eu posso dizer que estou saltitante. Meu sogro querido do coração arranjou o dinheiro para pagarmos a taxa da documentação. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Agora começa a contagem regressiva. Estou muito ansiosa e não consigo parar de pensar no grande dia. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Alegria, alegria e alegria. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; =D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MCOMybl2eUU/TrHZutB_HsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/TtERKNfh-z4/s1600/sem+salto+alto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MCOMybl2eUU/TrHZutB_HsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/TtERKNfh-z4/s320/sem+salto+alto.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sem salto alto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8e3QBkHeUs/TrHZxgDbmNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3Ioq4kW5A8c/s1600/campo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8e3QBkHeUs/TrHZxgDbmNI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3Ioq4kW5A8c/s320/campo.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lindo campo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3321579054920767702?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3321579054920767702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3321579054920767702' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3321579054920767702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3321579054920767702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/11/casalcasamento.html' title='casal...casamento'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MCOMybl2eUU/TrHZutB_HsI/AAAAAAAAAY4/TtERKNfh-z4/s72-c/sem+salto+alto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5795137211605733618</id><published>2011-11-02T22:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:00:26.587-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MomentOo'/><title type='text'>Pimenta</title><content type='html'>Achada no Carrefour. 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Adoro morar aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como é hoje uma rua central:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVUdeRxFT7k/TqWujY4oxhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ha67FYMpc9U/s1600/general+osorio+hje.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVUdeRxFT7k/TqWujY4oxhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ha67FYMpc9U/s320/general+osorio+hje.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como era antes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Eec0ioBeK4/TqWukX7CxvI/AAAAAAAAAYA/zfctgzT25Qo/s1600/general+os%25C3%25B3rio.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Eec0ioBeK4/TqWukX7CxvI/AAAAAAAAAYA/zfctgzT25Qo/s320/general+os%25C3%25B3rio.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-29242550028767547?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/29242550028767547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=29242550028767547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/29242550028767547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/29242550028767547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/antes-e-depois.html' title='Antes e Depois'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVUdeRxFT7k/TqWujY4oxhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ha67FYMpc9U/s72-c/general+osorio+hje.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6317276571635196462</id><published>2011-10-23T23:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:28:59.605-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Lembrancinhas</title><content type='html'>Fofurasssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6QdEIIGtCbk/TqS8XqmLMoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/19olu7AnEYs/s1600/zouk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6QdEIIGtCbk/TqS8XqmLMoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/19olu7AnEYs/s320/zouk.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu quero uma casa diferente, única, com coisas reutilizadas e coisas práticas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6750660345242195064?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6750660345242195064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6750660345242195064' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6750660345242195064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6750660345242195064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/coisas-de-casa.html' title='Coisas de casa'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQg97cCoFXQ/TqS8Q6yrp5I/AAAAAAAAAW4/ivZ02P7kmzo/s72-c/BANHEIRO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6268368860450381162</id><published>2011-10-22T22:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:23:14.628-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimento'/><title type='text'>Sou uma sonhadora</title><content type='html'>=D&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero sonhar cada vez mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBnYFe4S9IQ/TqNex9KQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAWw/0LTVZtwXBYc/s1600/sonhadora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBnYFe4S9IQ/TqNex9KQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAWw/0LTVZtwXBYc/s320/sonhadora.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6268368860450381162?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6268368860450381162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6268368860450381162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6268368860450381162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6268368860450381162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/sou-uma-sonhadora.html' title='Sou uma sonhadora'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBnYFe4S9IQ/TqNex9KQ9mI/AAAAAAAAAWw/0LTVZtwXBYc/s72-c/sonhadora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4055755316821448054</id><published>2011-10-22T22:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:23:39.170-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Casamento...Eu quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eso_uggjy_o/TqNdByNRmPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/HtsVi0lPP_Y/s1600/eu+e+thi.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eso_uggjy_o/TqNdByNRmPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/HtsVi0lPP_Y/s320/eu+e+thi.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu e Thiago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B1rQgnMv4s/TqNdLegEAfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/M2McPFyrnAc/s1600/simples.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B1rQgnMv4s/TqNdLegEAfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/M2McPFyrnAc/s320/simples.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Simples assim...&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4055755316821448054?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4055755316821448054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4055755316821448054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4055755316821448054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4055755316821448054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/casamentoeu-quero.html' title='Casamento...Eu quero'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eso_uggjy_o/TqNdByNRmPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/HtsVi0lPP_Y/s72-c/eu+e+thi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4003594040847464</id><published>2011-10-15T22:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T22:40:51.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Foto nova...</title><content type='html'>...Tentei tanto mudar meu blog...&lt;br /&gt;A única coisa que gostei foi esta foto da viagem que eu fiz ao Mato Grosso....&lt;br /&gt;É como se fosse uma roupa, que eu tivesse que escolher. Tantas opções, pra voltar na opção inicial. Pelo menos alguma coisa eu deveira mudar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4003594040847464?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4003594040847464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4003594040847464' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4003594040847464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4003594040847464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/foto-nova.html' title='Foto nova...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8364672001687890101</id><published>2011-10-08T22:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:21:35.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CALVIN E HAROLDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQOL740zUYE/TpD3B_lhhEI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8yiNwLaCpq8/s1600/Calvin+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQOL740zUYE/TpD3B_lhhEI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8yiNwLaCpq8/s320/Calvin+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-8364672001687890101?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8364672001687890101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8364672001687890101' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8364672001687890101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8364672001687890101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/calvin-e-haroldo.html' title='CALVIN E HAROLDO'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQOL740zUYE/TpD3B_lhhEI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8yiNwLaCpq8/s72-c/Calvin+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5076116330275261444</id><published>2011-10-07T21:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:24:24.288-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Outubro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;O Outubro mais esperado da minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;...&amp;nbsp;mudou para 2012...&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe este Outubro ainda me traga alguma surpresa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5076116330275261444?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5076116330275261444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5076116330275261444' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5076116330275261444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5076116330275261444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/outubro.html' title='Outubro...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-7040096614227202952</id><published>2011-10-01T21:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T21:38:00.252-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O que eu vejo...</title><content type='html'>Meu mundo particular, onde posso imaginar o que ninguém nunca saberá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que alívio. Que bom que a cabeça não pode ser invadida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-7040096614227202952?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/7040096614227202952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=7040096614227202952' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7040096614227202952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7040096614227202952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-que-eu-vejo.html' title='O que eu vejo...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3950692316348655138</id><published>2011-09-30T18:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:28:21.601-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Variações...</title><content type='html'>Às vezes na vida pode acontecer &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;tudo ou nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Porque não fica no meio termo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo colocar na cabeça: Faz parte, é só aguentar.&amp;nbsp; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3950692316348655138?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3950692316348655138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3950692316348655138' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3950692316348655138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3950692316348655138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/09/variacoes.html' title='Variações...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3910949070373295634</id><published>2011-08-19T22:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T22:53:20.838-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos</title><content type='html'>... Sensação que a qualquer momento posso desistir de tudo...desistir de tentar, desistir de tolerar, desistir do bom humor...&lt;br /&gt;Mas talvez, eu não desista ainda... Porque não vou me sentir bem, se eu deixar pra trás o que eu quero.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ser feliz... Eu quero conquistar meus sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Quero muitas coisas... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3910949070373295634?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3910949070373295634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3910949070373295634' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3910949070373295634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3910949070373295634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/08/sentimentos.html' title='Sentimentos'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6104652255228777840</id><published>2011-07-10T19:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T19:11:03.574-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>De bem com a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que me fazem bem:&lt;br /&gt;* ouvir meu amor cantar/tocar,&lt;br /&gt;*ser acordada por ele...&lt;br /&gt;*sair sem hora pra voltar...&lt;br /&gt;* ou ficar sem fazer nada... Só vendo o tempo passar.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6104652255228777840?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6104652255228777840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6104652255228777840' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6104652255228777840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6104652255228777840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-bem-com-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4574903206795155161</id><published>2011-07-07T14:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:47:12.645-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Humor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Não me conformo em ser temperamental à essa altura da vida, depois de tudo o que aconteceu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Preciso mudar, aonde fica o botão para desligar essa função???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Até parece fácil, mas é tão difícil...&lt;/span&gt;&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/8166303104406158104-4574903206795155161?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4574903206795155161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4574903206795155161' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4574903206795155161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4574903206795155161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/07/humor.html' title='Humor...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4263249456249623660</id><published>2011-07-05T11:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:56:37.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Música Engenheiros do Hawaí</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu não vim até aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pra desistir agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8166303104406158104-4263249456249623660?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4263249456249623660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4263249456249623660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4263249456249623660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4263249456249623660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/07/musica-engenheiros-do-hawai.html' title='Música Engenheiros do Hawaí'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2001852431843673458</id><published>2011-06-04T15:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T15:16:03.052-03:00</updated><title type='text'>OBSERVAÇÃO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;MINHA VIDA É MUITO EMOCIONANTE...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2001852431843673458?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2001852431843673458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2001852431843673458' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2001852431843673458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2001852431843673458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/06/observacao.html' title='OBSERVAÇÃO...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5484175407150502872</id><published>2011-05-10T20:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:59:45.202-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>Sonho de buquê</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gvhnvE-ETg/TcnMuAzfjJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4VAmHO5Vf-Q/s1600/tulipas-brancass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gvhnvE-ETg/TcnMuAzfjJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4VAmHO5Vf-Q/s400/tulipas-brancass.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pode ser um buquê de flores vermelha, amarela, branca,rosa ou lilás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que eu consigo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5484175407150502872?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5484175407150502872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5484175407150502872' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5484175407150502872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5484175407150502872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/05/sonho-de-buque.html' title='Sonho de buquê'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9gvhnvE-ETg/TcnMuAzfjJI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4VAmHO5Vf-Q/s72-c/tulipas-brancass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-1751417752791741554</id><published>2011-04-25T22:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:13:53.890-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Casamento</title><content type='html'>"Não vejo a hora de casar com o meu amor. Um companheiro pra vida toda. Quando? 29 de Outubro de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;O Outubro mais esperado da minha vida."&lt;br /&gt;JT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-1751417752791741554?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/1751417752791741554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=1751417752791741554' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1751417752791741554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1751417752791741554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/04/casamento.html' title='Casamento'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4986102227580175699</id><published>2011-04-09T13:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:37:35.975-03:00</updated><title type='text'>30 seconds to mars - Closer to the edge pełna wersja PL</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fBkoaEZ9bk4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4986102227580175699?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4986102227580175699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4986102227580175699' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4986102227580175699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4986102227580175699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-seconds-to-mars-closer-to-edge-pena.html' title='30 seconds to mars - Closer to the edge pełna wersja PL'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fBkoaEZ9bk4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4685388556904076086</id><published>2011-04-09T13:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:29:21.769-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty Seconds To Mars - The Kill (Bury Me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8yvGCAvOAfM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4685388556904076086?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4685388556904076086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4685388556904076086' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4685388556904076086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4685388556904076086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/04/thirty-seconds-to-mars-kill-bury-me.html' title='Thirty Seconds To Mars - The Kill (Bury Me)'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8yvGCAvOAfM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-9200234570655455311</id><published>2011-04-07T18:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:26:12.342-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sumiço...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;De novo?&lt;br /&gt;Será que não pode parar com isso?&lt;br /&gt;Não imagina como me sinto não é verdade? Não deve fazer a mínima ideia. Mas pelo jeito faz parte da vida me deixar assim com esse sentimento, um pouco perdida e tentando manter a calma. E eu ainda saio como a dramática da história. Eu sei que sou. Chega de perguntas que só saberei a resposta quando o sumiço acabar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-9200234570655455311?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/9200234570655455311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=9200234570655455311' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/9200234570655455311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/9200234570655455311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/04/sumico.html' title='sumiço...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-1325286478200572826</id><published>2011-03-24T20:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T18:53:53.355-03:00</updated><title type='text'>End</title><content type='html'>"...O endereço do amor é a loucura lúcida..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-1325286478200572826?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/1325286478200572826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=1325286478200572826' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1325286478200572826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1325286478200572826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/03/caminho.html' title='End'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5518467400661109561</id><published>2011-03-08T12:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:29:44.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Espero...</title><content type='html'>Espero ansiosa por uma resposta...&lt;br /&gt;Será que eu vou conseguir?&lt;br /&gt;Se der certo....pulos de alegria...&lt;br /&gt;se não der... vamos ao próximo passo.&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/8166303104406158104-5518467400661109561?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5518467400661109561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5518467400661109561' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5518467400661109561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5518467400661109561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/03/espero.html' title='Espero...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-759286200760235158</id><published>2011-03-05T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T19:39:57.769-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog de cara nova...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Depois de alguns anos do mesmo jeito, agora o meu blog tá de cara nova...&lt;br /&gt;ficou lindo todo azul da cor do céu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-759286200760235158?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/759286200760235158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=759286200760235158' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/759286200760235158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/759286200760235158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-de-cara-nova.html' title='Blog de cara nova...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6178722445860536074</id><published>2011-03-05T19:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T19:28:38.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Observações de Júlia</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Esqueça do trânsito e observe o céu...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F4JALXGEZSE/TXK46f-277I/AAAAAAAAAVY/A_ye5F3frRg/s1600/esque%25C3%25A7a%2Bo%2Btr%25C3%25A2nsito%2Be%2Bobserve%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A9u.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F4JALXGEZSE/TXK46f-277I/AAAAAAAAAVY/A_ye5F3frRg/s400/esque%25C3%25A7a%2Bo%2Btr%25C3%25A2nsito%2Be%2Bobserve%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A9u.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6178722445860536074?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6178722445860536074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6178722445860536074' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6178722445860536074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6178722445860536074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/03/observacoes-de-julia.html' title='Observações de Júlia'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F4JALXGEZSE/TXK46f-277I/AAAAAAAAAVY/A_ye5F3frRg/s72-c/esque%25C3%25A7a%2Bo%2Btr%25C3%25A2nsito%2Be%2Bobserve%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A9u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2636474125197936479</id><published>2011-02-17T20:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:14:41.354-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sei</title><content type='html'>" Eu quase que nada não sei.&lt;br /&gt;Mas desconfio de muita coisa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guimarães Rosa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2636474125197936479?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2636474125197936479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2636474125197936479' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2636474125197936479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2636474125197936479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/02/sei.html' title='Sei'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3923821131942515959</id><published>2011-02-03T21:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T21:48:52.691-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dizem que eu sou calma demais, é cada situação que eu passo. Deve ser o meu jeito mesmo. Já aviso que eu não sou violenta eu apenas verbalizo aquilo que poderia acontecer. Eu imagino a cena como num flash de mangá ( é quando o desenho pensa em uma cena bem trágica mas não se concretiza).&lt;br /&gt;Hoje no meu trabalho chegou uma cliente irritada com a vida, foi até um pouco rude com os funcionários, ela se abaixou para mexer na bolsa e eu olhando ela de costas pra mim, pensei no que poderia acontecer se eu desse um chute nela. Será que ela ia me bater? Sei que ela levaria um tombo considerável. Imaginação fértil. Não teria coragem de fazer isso. Como disse, eu não sou violenta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3923821131942515959?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3923821131942515959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3923821131942515959' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3923821131942515959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3923821131942515959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/02/dizem-que-eu-sou-calma-demais-e-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-7771184571793340450</id><published>2011-01-31T21:42:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:44:16.043-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um dia daqueles...</title><content type='html'>...um dia daqueles que nunca termina.&lt;br /&gt;...um dia daqueles que tudo de ruim acontece num conjunto de tragédias pessoais.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia daqueles que voce comete todos os erros possíveis.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia daqueles que sempre tem que existir para se valorizar quando o dia for bom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-7771184571793340450?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/7771184571793340450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=7771184571793340450' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7771184571793340450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7771184571793340450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/um-dia-dakeles.html' title='Um dia daqueles...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-193781915783413178</id><published>2011-01-31T00:04:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:04:07.641-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DrAmA</title><content type='html'>Fazendo uma breve análise da minha personalidade eis o resultado: pessoa totalmente dramática. Transforma uma simples situação em um problema sem solução.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-193781915783413178?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/193781915783413178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=193781915783413178' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/193781915783413178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/193781915783413178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/drama.html' title='DrAmA'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6346492632862973351</id><published>2011-01-29T23:28:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:37:22.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Torre Antártica</title><content type='html'>... Linda torre e bem conservada aparentemente.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgePDN07EE8/TWm4aW6HaiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ysSby_LDHTo/s1600/torre%2BAnt%25C3%25A1rtica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgePDN07EE8/TWm4aW6HaiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ysSby_LDHTo/s200/torre%2BAnt%25C3%25A1rtica.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6346492632862973351?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6346492632862973351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6346492632862973351' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6346492632862973351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6346492632862973351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/torre-antartica.html' title='Torre Antártica'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgePDN07EE8/TWm4aW6HaiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ysSby_LDHTo/s72-c/torre%2BAnt%25C3%25A1rtica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2796043494440353660</id><published>2011-01-21T20:40:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T20:40:50.480-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressão</title><content type='html'>Um dia me perguntaram.. Como é viver 24h sobre pressão?&lt;br /&gt;Respondendo a essa questão:&lt;br /&gt;não é fácil, seria bom se pudesse passar a vez pra outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2796043494440353660?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2796043494440353660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2796043494440353660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2796043494440353660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2796043494440353660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/pressao.html' title='Pressão'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-7390453144119183858</id><published>2011-01-13T20:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T20:20:38.197-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhame?</title><content type='html'>Expressão de um amigo. Referindo-se a alguém que leva uma bronca.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah! Ela fez errado e é por que a chefe carcou o inhame nela."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Outra usada quando alguém apanha.&lt;br /&gt;"Arriou a mutamba"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me divirto com ele.=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-7390453144119183858?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/7390453144119183858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=7390453144119183858' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7390453144119183858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7390453144119183858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/inhame.html' title='Inhame?'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8050487153924330887</id><published>2011-01-11T22:25:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:39:26.922-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Ribeirão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSz2BqK3ieI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3lLbucCars8/s1600/Foto0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSz2BqK3ieI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3lLbucCars8/s200/Foto0068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561090148255893986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-8050487153924330887?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8050487153924330887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8050487153924330887' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8050487153924330887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8050487153924330887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='Minha Ribeirão'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSz2BqK3ieI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3lLbucCars8/s72-c/Foto0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8738630267787036751</id><published>2011-01-06T20:25:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T20:25:32.842-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Janeiro</title><content type='html'>Gosto de Janeiro, primeiro mes do ano. Um mes todo meu. Ano Novo, idade nova. &lt;br /&gt;Meu aniversário!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-8738630267787036751?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8738630267787036751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8738630267787036751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8738630267787036751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8738630267787036751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/janeiro.html' title='Janeiro'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-987000779996737918</id><published>2011-01-05T08:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:21:01.842-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin...</title><content type='html'>" Eu não sou quem eu gostaria de ser;&lt;br /&gt;eu não sou quem eu poderia ser, ainda, eu não sou quem eu deveria ser.&lt;br /&gt;Mas graças a Deus&lt;br /&gt;eu não sou mais quem eu era!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Luther King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-987000779996737918?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/987000779996737918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=987000779996737918' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/987000779996737918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/987000779996737918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2011/01/martin.html' title='Martin...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6440937086583099727</id><published>2010-12-30T19:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:23:54.769-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança...</title><content type='html'>... Eu quero que seja fácil mudar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6440937086583099727?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6440937086583099727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6440937086583099727' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6440937086583099727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6440937086583099727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/12/mudanca.html' title='Mudança...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6346874055784630244</id><published>2010-11-21T16:33:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:40:11.548-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Sumiço</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...sumiço mútuo, eu sumi pra ele e ele sumiu pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;E nenhum dos dois sabia que o outro não sabia que não foi por querer, que confuso.&lt;br /&gt;Seis longos dias, com horas se arrastando lentas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma saudade imensa, um não sei o que tá acontecendo que torturava.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, passou, no reencontro tudo voltou ao normal. Matando a saudade aos poucos&lt;br /&gt;Ufah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"&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/8166303104406158104-6346874055784630244?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6346874055784630244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6346874055784630244' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6346874055784630244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6346874055784630244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/11/sumico.html' title='...Sumiço'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3953341728540713088</id><published>2010-11-02T20:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T20:46:47.122-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Será que vou suportar?</title><content type='html'>"... Tudo andava bem, e de repente fico sem chão, e dessa vez não foi um tombo mas sim um sumiço. Um sumiço mais que inesperado. Tenho a sensação que não vou aguentar, mas pelo que percebo sou mais forte do que eu penso. E por isso tenho que suportar, porque também tenho esperança em meio a essa baderna interna."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3953341728540713088?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3953341728540713088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3953341728540713088' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3953341728540713088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3953341728540713088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/11/sera-que-vou-suportar.html' title='Será que vou suportar?'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3192033311837569265</id><published>2010-10-20T21:57:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:02:50.626-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Paciência...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Uma coisa que eu peço todo dia pra mim mesma é: paciência, e em grande quantidade para que eu possa entender o meu temperamento que pode mudar do dramático para o emotivo num segundo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8166303104406158104-3192033311837569265?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3192033311837569265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3192033311837569265' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3192033311837569265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3192033311837569265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/10/paciencia.html' title='Paciência...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5413830945267189786</id><published>2010-08-31T09:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:28:30.409-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulu Santos Acustico - Tempos modernos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/tQgvyTomW7Y/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQgvyTomW7Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQgvyTomW7Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5413830945267189786?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5413830945267189786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5413830945267189786' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5413830945267189786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5413830945267189786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/08/lulu-santos-acustico-tempos-modernos.html' title='Lulu Santos Acustico - Tempos modernos'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4094127114838787218</id><published>2010-08-31T09:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:13:51.387-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;O lema é: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Fazer o que eu realmente gosto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4094127114838787218?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4094127114838787218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4094127114838787218' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4094127114838787218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4094127114838787218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-lema-e-fazer-o-que-eu-realmente-gosto.html' title=''/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6119048747454328338</id><published>2010-08-22T13:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:32:57.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulu Santos- Tudo Bem ( Ao Vivo )</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/yV5pQdnoIH4/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yV5pQdnoIH4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yV5pQdnoIH4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6119048747454328338?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6119048747454328338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6119048747454328338' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6119048747454328338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6119048747454328338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/08/lulu-santos-tudo-bem-ao-vivo.html' title='Lulu Santos- Tudo Bem ( Ao Vivo )'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3619421841083705414</id><published>2010-08-22T13:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T20:43:50.073-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...O que Derreteu meu coração em 15/08/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amor, palavra que nos leva a pensar em porque existimos. Eu existo pra te fazer feliz e pra te amar. Você é tudo que mais preciso em minha vida, o ar que preenche meus pulmões, a brisa que refresca meu espírito. Desejo abraçar-te com todo meu amor e trazer-te emoções e sentimentos dos quais nunca foram experimentados por ti. Quero ver teus belos olhos castanhos sorrindo para mim todos os dias, seus beijos, seus abraços e todas as suas vontades voltadas para mim, porém que eu te dê motivos para te fazer feliz. Te amo tanto que já não há mais sentido a minha vida sem você minha Lua. Meus fins de semana são cada vez mais terríveis sem você. Continuo contando cada segundo pra poder te encontrar. Quis fazer desta imensa mensagem, uma pequena demonstração de todo amor que tenho por ti. Pena que todas essas palavras não consigam demonstrar todo o amor que tenho e sinto por você, meu jasmim, minha pérola e minha vida. Te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*PS:...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nunca amei tanto alguém como hoje eu o amo&lt;/span&gt;.&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/8166303104406158104-3619421841083705414?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3619421841083705414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3619421841083705414' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3619421841083705414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3619421841083705414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-que-derreteu-meu-coracao-em-15082010.html' title='...O que Derreteu meu coração em 15/08/2010'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4576574323988695504</id><published>2010-07-03T16:39:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T09:18:34.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O vendedor de Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TC-SFmnpIrI/AAAAAAAAASo/nOFCb_pFa_8/s1600/vendedor_de_sonhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489767095751746226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TC-SFmnpIrI/AAAAAAAAASo/nOFCb_pFa_8/s400/vendedor_de_sonhos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Um livro espetacular. Com ideias fora do "padrão" considerado normal. Faz a gente refletir sobre o que estamos fazendo da nossa vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-4576574323988695504?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4576574323988695504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4576574323988695504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4576574323988695504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4576574323988695504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-vendedor-de-sonhos.html' title='O vendedor de Sonhos'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TC-SFmnpIrI/AAAAAAAAASo/nOFCb_pFa_8/s72-c/vendedor_de_sonhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-733343423014668089</id><published>2010-03-20T18:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:33:25.018-03:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. Eu te amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S6U_FvkJF-I/AAAAAAAAASc/GWc-Zyf5FBU/s1600-h/ps+eu+te+amo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450832291901806562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S6U_FvkJF-I/AAAAAAAAASc/GWc-Zyf5FBU/s400/ps+eu+te+amo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;" Em 2008 uma grande amiga que sempre comentava dos filmes que assistia, um dia falou sobre P.S.Eu te amo. Gostei da história contada por ela mas acabei não assistindo. O tempo passou, a vida foi passando e agora em 2010 resolvi assistir ao filme, obrigada Fran eu deveria ter assistido antes mas me parece que veio no tempo certo. Uma linda história de amor com um final triste. Meu coração ficaria despedaçado numa situação dessas de perder o grande amor. Assistir a filmes assim querendo ou não a reflexão sobre a minha situação vem. Será que estou dando o devido valor às pessoas que amo? Recomendo esse filme mesmo com o final triste. A vida é assim uns tens finais felizes e outros nem tanto assim."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8166303104406158104-733343423014668089?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/733343423014668089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=733343423014668089' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/733343423014668089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/733343423014668089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/03/ps-eu-te-amo.html' title='P.S. Eu te amo'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S6U_FvkJF-I/AAAAAAAAASc/GWc-Zyf5FBU/s72-c/ps+eu+te+amo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-152304341566991440</id><published>2010-03-16T11:56:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:06:42.141-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaração...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S5-e7FytfiI/AAAAAAAAASU/-YZAOP9ffxU/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 284px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248812145933858" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S5-e7FytfiI/AAAAAAAAASU/-YZAOP9ffxU/s400/amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Eu quero ficar com você para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Se, por causa dos caminhos tortuosos da vida, um dia acabar, quero que seja lindo enquanto durar para restar boas lembranças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero compreender seus ideais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero fazer parte de sua vida, deixar a minha marca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero fazer você feliz porque é assim que eu fico feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero te ouvir e falar, ou somente ficar ao seu lado em silêncio no seu abraço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero lembrar de todos os seus detalhes, mesmo sabendo que sou esquecida, distraída, de cabeça lá na Lua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero o seu brilho na minha vida, afinal você é o meu Sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero sentir isso por toda a minha vida ou enquanto for mútuo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero ser importante na sua vida, porque você é muito importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero seu apoio em todos os momentos da minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero sua alegria contagiante quando estiver triste ou feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero ouvir elogios mesmo sabendo que vou ficar vermelha, sem graça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero estar ao seu lado, porque de todas as pessoas você é a mais interessante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero sinceridade, quero também ser sincera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero coisas novas para não cair na rotina, por isso quero você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero agradecer porque um dia você chegou e ficou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero sentir seu forte abraço porque me sinto segura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quero muitas coisas, quero você sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia Lemos&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/8166303104406158104-152304341566991440?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/152304341566991440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=152304341566991440' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/152304341566991440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/152304341566991440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/03/declaracao.html' title='Declaração...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S5-e7FytfiI/AAAAAAAAASU/-YZAOP9ffxU/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2418082827864007994</id><published>2010-03-04T16:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:03:18.617-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um tombo em algum dia de 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"... Seria uma manhã como outra qualquer, aparentemente, a garota indo encontrar o namorado antes de entrar no trabalho. Um belo passeio matinal ao lado do homem amado, que lindo! Mas, o namorado muito arteiro com aquelas brincadeiras que não é permitido que se faça com pessoas descoordenadas como o caso da garota, de passar o pé enquanto ela andava, um crime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ela segurando no braço dele firme para não cair mas, não foi o suficiente, duas ou no máximo três tentativas e lá se vai a namorada ao chão com gosto. O namorado sério, segurando riso, a namorada jogada ao chão, bolsa jogada um pouco mais à frente e o cabelo foi todo no rosto da garota. Quando ela finalmente cai em si, resolve levantar-se e pegar sua bolsa, olha o namorado e ele está sério, ela sem mais o que dizer solta um comentário sutil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;_ Fazia tempo que eu não levava um tombo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quebrando toda a seriedade do namorado os dois caem nas gargalhadas. Com um namorado desses para que serve os inimigos?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;História real, da vida de uma descoordenada que já levou tombos piores do que esse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444861858509902354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S5AJAx-OUhI/AAAAAAAAASM/6RbQ-cfCwMc/s400/tombo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2418082827864007994?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2418082827864007994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2418082827864007994' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2418082827864007994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2418082827864007994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-tombo-em-algum-dia-de-2009.html' title='Um tombo em algum dia de 2009'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S5AJAx-OUhI/AAAAAAAAASM/6RbQ-cfCwMc/s72-c/tombo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6407589845913193286</id><published>2010-03-02T14:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:35:00.262-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nota de falecimento ...23/01/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Chirô morreu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Um grande cachorro se foi hoje, para nunca mais voltar, só restou as boas lembranças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sua morte foi cruel,sem nenhuma chance de defesa, e sem nada que pudessemos fazer por ele.Apenas sentir sua partida repentina com tremenda tristeza. Foi um bom amigo, um bom membro da familia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sua companhia nos fazia muito bem, eu não dei permissão paraele ir embora, que egoísta, mas o que é a vida sem as perdas?Isso tudo faz parte dela, querendo ou não, quem sabe o tempo nos conforte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Posso chamar de dia negro, foi uma enorme perda apesar de um simples animal ele ocupava um grande espaço em nossas vidas.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeus Chirô.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444091127595906274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S41MCVk1tOI/AAAAAAAAASE/n53glD1k7Mg/s400/chiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6407589845913193286?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6407589845913193286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6407589845913193286' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6407589845913193286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6407589845913193286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/03/nota-de-falecimento-230110.html' title='Nota de falecimento ...23/01/10'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S41MCVk1tOI/AAAAAAAAASE/n53glD1k7Mg/s72-c/chiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-7316011292079935497</id><published>2010-03-02T14:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:26:08.462-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento solto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;O que é dito hoje amanhã pode mudar, que estranho mundo dos dizeres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-7316011292079935497?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/7316011292079935497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=7316011292079935497' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7316011292079935497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7316011292079935497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/03/pensamento-solto.html' title='Pensamento solto...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8724927005436996624</id><published>2010-02-03T10:56:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:58:30.393-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sei que sim</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dias melhores virão...que venham logo por favor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&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/8166303104406158104-8724927005436996624?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8724927005436996624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8724927005436996624' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8724927005436996624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8724927005436996624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-sei-que-sim.html' title='Eu sei que sim'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6725781672234146259</id><published>2010-01-04T12:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:00:18.368-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Correr da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Correr da vida estraga tudo; a vida é assim, esquenta e esfria, aperta e depois afrouxa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6725781672234146259?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6725781672234146259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6725781672234146259' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6725781672234146259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6725781672234146259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/01/correr-da-vida.html' title='Correr da vida'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5397335662368040941</id><published>2010-01-04T12:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:58:11.414-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tílburi de Praça_ Raul Pompéia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S0IB-83leRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cq8-dDie8Lc/s1600-h/tilburi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422899082310285586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S0IB-83leRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cq8-dDie8Lc/s400/tilburi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trecho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o coração da mulher é uma coisa complicada. Não se pode estudar e definir de uma só maneira.Há corações fechados que são como portas de que se perde a chave. Ninguém lhes entra, sem que um milagre da sorte ensine como. Então, é a imensa ventura. Há corações de uma só porta, como as casas seguras, onde a gente entra, sem custo instala-se, faz família dentro, e aí chega a netos tranqüilamente. Há corações de duas portas, que dão entrada a um afeto pela frente, diante da sociedade; a outro afeto pelos fundos.Há corações hotéis, onde todo o mundo entra, escandalosamente, quase simultaneamente, pagando à parte o seu cômodo, sem grande intriga, nem ciúmes. Há corações bodegas, que é um horror...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;o coração volante, e o coração rodante, que aceita amor, mas que não fixa, daqui para ali, a tanto por hora, a tanto por mês, o coração tílburi de praça, que aceita o passageiro em qualquer canto, que dobra a esquina, que corre, que pára, que vem, que desaparece, que passa pela gente às vezes, juntinho, sem que se possa ver quem vai dentro&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..."&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8166303104406158104-5397335662368040941?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5397335662368040941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5397335662368040941' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5397335662368040941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5397335662368040941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/01/tilburi-de-praca-raul-pompeia.html' title='Tílburi de Praça_ Raul Pompéia'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/S0IB-83leRI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cq8-dDie8Lc/s72-c/tilburi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-649654617419969147</id><published>2010-01-04T12:44:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:49:51.534-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Caso Perdido</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um pouco de poesia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Esse é um caso de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;caso passado, lutado e perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;caso estranho que ainda não acabou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mas que já passou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Caso que ainda está em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;arranhando, machucando e assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;caso vivo, cheio de lembranças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;porém perdido, não há esperan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nesse caso há ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;mas nao há emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;pois não tenho seu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;não tenho seu pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Queria tudo mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;já gastei minhas forças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;pensando em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;por horas e horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;horas que desperdicei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;horas que não planejei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;horas que ao tempo joguei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;horas que não voltam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Horas que agora não importam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Juh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-649654617419969147?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/649654617419969147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=649654617419969147' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/649654617419969147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/649654617419969147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/01/caso-perdido.html' title='Caso Perdido'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3078837293889084360</id><published>2010-01-04T12:37:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:43:48.831-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressão</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Como é impressionante um pôr-do-Sol, um espetáculo sem igual. A morte, uma ida sem volta. A maldade que deixa marcas difíceis de apagar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nossa boca, uma arma ou um belo instrumento, podemos nos arrepender quando xinhgamos uma pessoa sem ela estar errada. Falar o que quiser, sem pensar. Julgar pela primeira impressão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Com os pés, podemos ir a lugares errados. Talvez com ele não iremos ao lugar e hora certa, ou não chegar a tempo ao compromisso, mas aonde quer que formos com nossos pés, novas coisas viveremos e isso já vale para nosso livro da vida, até os pequenos momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Juh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3078837293889084360?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3078837293889084360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3078837293889084360' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3078837293889084360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3078837293889084360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2010/01/expressao.html' title='Expressão'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4076171014617785053</id><published>2009-12-18T15:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:30:47.246-02:00</updated><title type='text'>John Kennedy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;O Conformismo é o carcereiro da liberdade, o inimigo do crescimento&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8166303104406158104-4076171014617785053?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4076171014617785053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4076171014617785053' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4076171014617785053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4076171014617785053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/12/john-kennedy.html' title='John Kennedy...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-1581125890923307277</id><published>2009-12-18T15:20:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:26:17.877-02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Nunca desista de seus sonhos...de Augusto cury</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/Syu7KleuSbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/2TzhNQnh23s/s1600-h/nunca-desista-de-seus-sonhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416628767377213874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/Syu7KleuSbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/2TzhNQnh23s/s400/nunca-desista-de-seus-sonhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sem sonhos, as perdas se tornam insuportáveis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;as pedras no caminho se tornam montanhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;os fracassos se transformam em golpes fatais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Mas, se você tiver grandes sonhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;seus erros produzirão crescimento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;seus desafios produzirão oportunidades,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;seus medos produzirão coragem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Por isso o meu ardente desejo é que você nunca desista dos seus sonhos&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8166303104406158104-1581125890923307277?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/1581125890923307277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=1581125890923307277' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1581125890923307277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1581125890923307277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/12/nunca-desista-de-seus-sonhosde-augusto.html' title='...Nunca desista de seus sonhos...de Augusto cury'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/Syu7KleuSbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/2TzhNQnh23s/s72-c/nunca-desista-de-seus-sonhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2758731895365360700</id><published>2009-09-23T10:35:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:10:00.538-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casamento'/><title type='text'>..Nossa Aliança...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TM6fEm5HGeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5oY1u7gsHX4/s1600/Imag071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534535893593299426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TM6fEm5HGeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5oY1u7gsHX4/s400/Imag071.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/Srokmtw0QLI/AAAAAAAAARs/HFrAIMCrtPY/s1600-h/Imag075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384656552012824754" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/Srokmtw0QLI/AAAAAAAAARs/HFrAIMCrtPY/s400/Imag075.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;...Significa muito pra mim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;...Para lembrar da pessoa que eu não tiro do pensamento....o meu amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/8166303104406158104-2758731895365360700?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2758731895365360700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2758731895365360700' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2758731895365360700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2758731895365360700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/09/minha-alianca.html' title='..Nossa Aliança...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TM6fEm5HGeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5oY1u7gsHX4/s72-c/Imag071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-1053694923380986475</id><published>2009-09-10T11:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:17:39.489-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...Nosso Versículo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SqkKZqVtm4I/AAAAAAAAARk/pr2aExskTgk/s1600-h/esperanca-blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379842665849133954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SqkKZqVtm4I/AAAAAAAAARk/pr2aExskTgk/s400/esperanca-blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Porque, como as aflições de Cristo são abundantes em nós, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;assim também é abundante a nossa consolação por meio de Cristo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2Cor 1:05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8166303104406158104-1053694923380986475?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/1053694923380986475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=1053694923380986475' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1053694923380986475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1053694923380986475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/09/nosso-versiculo.html' title='...Nosso Versículo...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SqkKZqVtm4I/AAAAAAAAARk/pr2aExskTgk/s72-c/esperanca-blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5254738246794743979</id><published>2009-08-20T17:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:58:11.486-03:00</updated><title type='text'>..Casamento Aberto..Martha Medeiros</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Casamento aberto é                outra coisa, e pode inclusive ser monogâmico e muito feliz.                A abertura é mental, não precisa ser sexual. É                entender que com possessão não se chegará muito                longe. É amar o outro nas suas fragilidades e incertezas.                É aceitar que uma união é para trazer alegria                e cumplicidade, e não sufocamento e repressão. É                ter noção de que a cada idade estamos um pouquinho                transformados, com anseios e expectativas bem diferentes dos que                tínhamos quando casamos, e quem nos ama de verdade vai procurar                entender isso, e não lutar contra. Sendo aberto nesse sentido,                o casal construirá uma relação que seja plena                e feliz para eles mesmos, e não para a torcida. E o que eles                sofrerem, aceitarem, negociarem ou rejeitarem terá como único                intento o crescimento de ambos como seres individuais que são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enquanto não renovarmos nossa idéia de romantismo,                continuaremos a bagunçar aquilo que foi feito apenas para                dar prazer: duas pessoas vivendo juntas. Eu não conheço                nada mais difícil, mas também nada mais bonito. E                a beleza nunca está nas mesquinharias e infantilidades. A                beleza está sempre um degrau acima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8166303104406158104-5254738246794743979?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5254738246794743979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5254738246794743979' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5254738246794743979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5254738246794743979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/08/casamento-abertomartha-medeiros.html' title='..Casamento Aberto..Martha Medeiros'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-1415587973069233496</id><published>2009-07-24T13:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:35:11.568-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A cabana....William P. Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SmnleHJOxpI/AAAAAAAAARc/65Ptvnw_Bg4/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362069136837887634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 279px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SmnleHJOxpI/AAAAAAAAARc/65Ptvnw_Bg4/s400/a.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SmnlVT8UhAI/AAAAAAAAARU/wsRNAWLfnmw/s1600-h/AAAAAAAAAAAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Durante uma viagem de fim de semana, a filha mais nova de Mack Allen Phillips é raptada e evidências de que ela foi brutalmente assassinada são encontradas numa cabana abandonada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Após quatro anos vivendo numa tristeza profunda causada pela culpa e pela saudade da menina, Mack recebe um estranho bilhete, aparentemente escrito por Deus, convidando-o para voltar à cabana onde aconteceu a tragédia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Apesar de desconfiado, ele vai ao local do crime numa tarde de inverno e adentra passo a passo no cenário de seu mais terrível pesadelo. Mas o que ele encontra lá muda o seu destino para sempre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Em um mundo tão cruel e injusto, A cabana levanta um questionamento atemporal: Se Deus é tão poderoso, por que não faz nada para amenizar o nosso sofrimento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As respostas que Mack encontra vão surpreender você e podem transformar sua vida de forma tão profunda quanto transformou a dele. Você vai querer partilhar este livro com todas as pessoas que ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**Impressionante....Sem palavrass!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8166303104406158104-1415587973069233496?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/1415587973069233496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=1415587973069233496' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1415587973069233496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1415587973069233496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/07/cabanawilliam-p-young.html' title='A cabana....William P. Young'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SmnleHJOxpI/AAAAAAAAARc/65Ptvnw_Bg4/s72-c/a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6138767050305836565</id><published>2009-07-03T12:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T12:51:55.557-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CRISE MASCULINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quando eu completei 25 anos de casado , introspectivo, olhei paraminha esposa e disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Querida, 25 anos atrás nós tínhamos um fusquinha, um apartamentocaindo aos pedaços, dormíamos em um sofá-cama e víamos televisão em uma TVpreto e branco de 14 polegadas. Mas, todas as noites, eu dormia com umaloira de 25 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E continuei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Agora nós temos uma mansão, duas Mercedes, uma cama super King sizee uma TV de plasma de 50 polegadas,  mas eu estou dormindo com uma senhorade 50 anos. Parece-me que você é a única que não está evoluindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Minha esposa, que é uma mulher muito sensata, disse-me então, semsequer levantar os olhos do que estava fazendo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Sem problemas. Saia de casa e ache uma loira de 25 anos de idadeque queira ficar com você. Se isso acontecer, com o maior prazer eu fareicom que você, novamente, consiga viver em um apartamento caindo aos  pedaços,durma em um sofá-cama e não dirija nada mais do que um fusquinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sabe que fiquei curado da minha crise de meia-idade?Essas mulheres mais maduras são realmente demais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6138767050305836565?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6138767050305836565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6138767050305836565' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6138767050305836565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6138767050305836565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/07/crise-masculina.html' title='CRISE MASCULINA'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6861563828474723651</id><published>2009-06-07T17:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:37:48.191-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...meu...sonho...Paralamas do Sucesso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pode ser que meu sonho seja assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te dizer quase tudo que você é pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O que quero, o que espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sonho em te ver aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sem rodeio solto os freios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Canto o amor por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se me calo, tenha claro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que é por refletir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nas minúcias das carícias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que eu sonho em sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ter teu gosto ver teu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feliz a me pedir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mais carinho, mais promessas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que eu sonho em cumprir&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;..uma boa musica do paralamas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6861563828474723651?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6861563828474723651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6861563828474723651' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6861563828474723651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6861563828474723651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/06/meusonhoparalamas-do-sucesso.html' title='...meu...sonho...Paralamas do Sucesso'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3210973976375180680</id><published>2009-05-26T19:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:02:01.517-03:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conta certa lenda, que estavam duas crianças patinando num lago congelado.Era uma tarde nublada e fria, e as crianças brincavam despreocupadas.De repente, o gelo quebrou e uma delas caiu, ficando presa na fenda que se formou.A outra, vendo seu amiguinho preso, e se congelando, tirou um dos patins e começou a golpear o gelo com todas as suas forças, conseguindo por fim, quebrá-lo e libertar o amigo.Quando os bombeiros chegaram e viram o que havia acontecido, perguntaram ao menino:- Como você conseguiu fazer isso? É impossível que tenha conseguido quebrar o gelo, sendo tão pequeno e com mãos tão frágeis!Nesse instante, um ancião que passava pelo local, comentou:- Eu sei como ele conseguiu.Todos perguntaram:- Pode nos dizer como?- É simples: - respondeu o velho.- Não havia ninguém ao seu redor para lhe dizer que não seria capaz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que sempre tem alguém para nos dizer o que a gente nao é capaz?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3210973976375180680?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3210973976375180680/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3210973976375180680' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3210973976375180680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3210973976375180680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/05/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5965889901866324703</id><published>2009-04-17T12:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:22:35.381-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor em minuscula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SeiesfXXPYI/AAAAAAAAARM/rC1BeNO3FR0/s1600-h/amor+em+minuscula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325681046536535426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SeiesfXXPYI/AAAAAAAAARM/rC1BeNO3FR0/s400/amor+em+minuscula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Não suspeitava que a vida fosse me reservar uma surpresa pequena, mas de efeito devastador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;Como o movimento das asas da borboleta que causa um cataclismo do outro lado do globo, aproximava-se um vendaval que derrubaria as falsas paredes entre as quais minha vida fora encenada até então.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;Não há metereologistas capazes de prever esse tipo de temporal&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trecho do livro Amor em minúscula de Francesc Miralles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&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/8166303104406158104-5965889901866324703?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5965889901866324703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5965889901866324703' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5965889901866324703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5965889901866324703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/04/amor-em-minuscula.html' title='Amor em minuscula'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SeiesfXXPYI/AAAAAAAAARM/rC1BeNO3FR0/s72-c/amor+em+minuscula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-7081073687967403656</id><published>2009-04-04T12:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:06:48.215-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viver para Ensinar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-7081073687967403656?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/7081073687967403656/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=7081073687967403656' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7081073687967403656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7081073687967403656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5370883226316591117</id><published>2009-03-01T14:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:07:16.121-03:00</updated><title type='text'>....nada sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;...tenho tanto a aprenderr ainda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;...será que dá tempo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5370883226316591117?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5370883226316591117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5370883226316591117' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5370883226316591117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5370883226316591117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/03/nada-sei.html' title='....nada sei'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2750218657873349060</id><published>2009-02-23T13:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:13:58.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doe órgãoss</title><content type='html'>....num sei se é verdade..mas quase chorei quando vi esse comercial.....='''(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBmmBDPXwcY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBmmBDPXwcY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2750218657873349060?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2750218657873349060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2750218657873349060' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2750218657873349060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2750218657873349060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/02/doe-orgaoss.html' title='Doe órgãoss'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4664271667903973332</id><published>2009-02-23T12:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:58:47.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...por um comercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663333;"&gt;Não pretendemos que as coisas mudem, se sempre fazemos o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;A crise é a melhor benção que pode ocorrer com as pessoas e países, porque a crise traz progressos.&lt;br /&gt;A criatividade nasce da angústia, como o dia nasce da noite escura. É na crise que nascem as invenções, os descobrimentos e as grandes estratégias.&lt;br /&gt;Quem supera a crise, supera a si mesmo sem ficar “superado”.&lt;br /&gt;Quem atribue à crise seus fracassos e penúrias, violenta seu próprio talento e respeita mais aos problemasdo que às soluções.&lt;br /&gt;A verdadeira crise, é a crise da incompetência.&lt;br /&gt;O inconveniente das pessoas e dos países é a esperança de encontrar as saídas e soluções fáceis. Sem crise não há desafios, sem desafios, a vida é uma rotina, uma lenta agonia.&lt;br /&gt;Sem crise não há mérito. É na crise que se aflora o melhor de cada um. Falar de crise é promovê-la, e calar-se sobre ela é exaltar o conformismo.&lt;br /&gt;Em vez disso, trabalhemos duro. Acabemos de uma vez com a única crise ameaçadora, que é a tragédia de não querer lutar para superá-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albert Einstein&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/8166303104406158104-4664271667903973332?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4664271667903973332/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4664271667903973332' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4664271667903973332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4664271667903973332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/02/por-um-comercial.html' title='...por um comercial'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8930796699720391172</id><published>2009-02-13T11:30:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:35:34.580-02:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas de casal...</title><content type='html'>AMOR ' I '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querida, vamos terque começar a economizar.&lt;br /&gt;- Tudo bem... Mas como?&lt;br /&gt;- Aprenda a cozinhar e mande a empregada embora.&lt;br /&gt;- Tá legal... Então aprenda a fazer amor e pode dispensar o motorista.&lt;br /&gt;(NOSSA!!!! ESSA FOI A GOTA QUE FALTAVA...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor ' II '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cara pergunta para a mulher:&lt;br /&gt; - Querida, quando eu morrer, você vai chorar muito?&lt;br /&gt;- Claro querido. Você sabe que eu choro por qualquer besteira...&lt;br /&gt;(MISERICÓRDIA.....!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor ' III '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Na cama, o marido se vira para a jovem esposa e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Querida, me diga que sou o primeiro homem da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Ela olha para o babaca e responde:&lt;br /&gt;- Pode ser... Sua cara não me é estranha...&lt;br /&gt;(Santo Anjo do Senhor.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor ' IV ' - A melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um casal vinha por uma estrada do interior, sem dizer uma palavra.&lt;br /&gt;Uma discussão anterior havia levado a uma briga, e nenhum dos dois queria dar o braço a torcer. Ao passarem por uma fazenda em que havia mulas e porcos, o marido perguntou, sarcástico:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Parentes seus?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, respondeu ela. Cunhados e sogra...&lt;br /&gt;(Essa pode apostar que não é loira...!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor ' V '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marido pergunta pra mulher:&lt;br /&gt;- Vamos tentar uma posição diferente essa noite?&lt;br /&gt;A mulher responde:&lt;br /&gt;- Boa idéia, você fica aqui em pé na pia lavando a louça e eu sento no sofá!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; (Essa doeu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor ' VI'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O marido decide mudar de atitude.&lt;br /&gt;Chega em casa todo machão e ordena:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu quero que você prepare uma refeição dos deuses para o jantar e quando eu terminar espero uma sobremesa divina. Depois do jantar você vai me trazer um whisky e preparar um banho porque eu preciso relaxar. E tem mais: Quando eu terminar o banho, adivinha quem vai me vestir e me pentear?&lt;br /&gt;- O homem da funerária... Respondeu placidamente a esposa...&lt;br /&gt;(essa jamais será escrava de homem....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor ' VII'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Querida, o que você prefere? Um homem bonito ou inteligente?&lt;br /&gt;- Nem um, nem outro. Você sabe que eu só gosto de você.&lt;br /&gt;(Nossa...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor ' VIII '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marido e mulher estão tomando cerveja num barzinho. Ele vira pra ela e diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Você está vendo aquela mulher lá no balcão, tomando whisky sozinha? Pois eu me separei dela faz sete anos! Depois disso ela nunca mais parou de beber.&lt;br /&gt;A mulher responde: - Não diga bobagens. Ninguém consegue comemorar durante tanto tempo assim!&lt;br /&gt;(Sem comentários.....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-8930796699720391172?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8930796699720391172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8930796699720391172' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8930796699720391172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8930796699720391172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/02/coisas-de-casal.html' title='coisas de casal...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-3085555851861367755</id><published>2009-02-06T12:17:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:42:24.929-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Crepusculo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SYxMSUo-qQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JAE_zKQp0q8/s1600-h/creee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299694739170175234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SYxMSUo-qQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JAE_zKQp0q8/s400/creee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Isabella Swan vai morar com seu pai em uma nova cidade, depois que sua mãe decide casa´-se novamente. No colégio, ela fica fascinada por Edward Cullen, um garoto que esconde um segredo obscuro, conhecido apenas por sua familia. Eles se apaixonam, mas Edward sabe que quanto mais avançam no relacionamento, mais ele está colocando Bella e aqueles à sua volta em perigo. Quando ela descobre que Edward é, na verdade, um vampiro, ela age contra todas as expectativas e não tem medo da sede de sangue de seu Grande amor, mesmo sabendo que ele pode matá-la a qualquer momento.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putz....ki um filme muito bom....^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crepusculofilme.com.br/"&gt;http://www.crepusculofilme.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-3085555851861367755?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/3085555851861367755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=3085555851861367755' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3085555851861367755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/3085555851861367755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/02/crepusculo.html' title='Crepusculo'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SYxMSUo-qQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JAE_zKQp0q8/s72-c/creee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6335506607509937791</id><published>2009-01-26T13:21:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:36:32.484-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DEVO, NÃO PAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aro presidente Lula, antes de mais nada, gostaria de agradecer seus votos de um bom Natal. Sem dúvida, tive um dos melhores de minha vida. Tudo graças às suas orientações para que nós, brasileiros, comprássemos tudos o que tivéssemos vontade, como contribuição à saúde de nossa economia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senhor presidente, devo testemunhar que fiz a minha parte, com grande alegria no cumprimento deste dever cívico. Até então, nunca poderia imaginar o sacrifício que é possuir uma Mercedes 0 km. Comprei uma, não por necessidade, mas pensando que quanto mais eu consumisse, mas ajudaria ao Brasil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;entro do mesmo espírito, achei que o momento exigiria sacrifícios de toda a família. Mas eles entenderam a responsabilidade e nem reclamaram por embarcar para uma temporada no Nordeste do país, no melhor hotel que encontrei. Assim ajudam tanto na economia, quanto o turismo neste país tropical. Ah, sim! Cada um levou um cartão de crédito e adverti a todos para que não se preocupem com o excesso de bagagem na volta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aproveito o ensejo para comunicar que demos uma significativa contribuição à indústria nacional. Como o senhor pediu para comprar geladeiras, fogões, máquinas de lavar roupas e outros mais, atendi prontamente, como uma ordem. Comprei pelo menos quatro de cada. Talvez agora compre uma casa nova, para caber tudo isso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ó um detalhe, senhor presidente: como não tenho dinheiro para tudo isso, tomei a liberdade de encaminhar todas as contas para o palácio da Alvorada, em Brasília, aos seu cuidados. Cobranças e avisos de protesto também. Espero que o senhor possa fazer a sua parte. Pelo bem de nossa economia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grande abraço!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahahaah...adorei este artigo num jornal....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6335506607509937791?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6335506607509937791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6335506607509937791' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6335506607509937791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6335506607509937791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/01/devo-no-pago.html' title='DEVO, NÃO PAGO'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-571733666314049662</id><published>2009-01-16T12:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:14:44.483-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simples assim...=P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SXCTHSnP6wI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CwTPgFUrYBE/s1600-h/Te+amo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291891315625159426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SXCTHSnP6wI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CwTPgFUrYBE/s400/Te+amo.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/8166303104406158104-571733666314049662?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/571733666314049662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=571733666314049662' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/571733666314049662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/571733666314049662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/01/simples-assimp.html' title='Simples assim...=P'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SXCTHSnP6wI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CwTPgFUrYBE/s72-c/Te+amo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5694961457015122054</id><published>2009-01-16T11:43:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:48:09.610-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Várias de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou assim Duas de mim &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Às vezes três Quatro... cinco... seis &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou uma por mês &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me diversifico &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem horas que grito &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo num conflito &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mostro ao mundo minha dor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outras horas, só sei falar de amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mais romântica &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melodramática &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estática &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorosa e nervosa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carente e decadente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vingativa e inconseqüente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aí quando menos me percebo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me transformo em mulher cheia de medo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheia de reservas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coberta de sutilezas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Séria e sem defesa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No minuto seguinte &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No papel de mulher fatal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viro logo a tal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aí sou dona do mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segura e destemida &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Altiva e atrevida &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rasgo meus segredos ao meio &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E exponho num roteiro &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De poesia ou texto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agrido, inflamo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conto o que ninguém tem coragem de contar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explico detalhes que é bom nem lembrar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou assim &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Várias de mim &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorriso por fora &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angústia toda hora &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por dentro um tormento &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No rosto nenhum sofrimento &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No corpo uma explosão de prazer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos olhos, meu desejo deixo perceber &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melhor nem me conhecer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fique com minhas letras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com as minhas palavras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na vida real sou bem mais complicada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou mil &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quem tentou, descobriu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que viver ao meu lado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É viver dentro de um campo minado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prestes a explodir &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas quem esteve nele &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca quis fugir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Silvana Duboc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;**Adorei o texto... até agora não sei ao certo me definir....**&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/8166303104406158104-5694961457015122054?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5694961457015122054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5694961457015122054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5694961457015122054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5694961457015122054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/01/vrias-de-mim.html' title='Várias de mim'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6867476274002345568</id><published>2009-01-02T13:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:49:39.128-02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dança comigo??"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uvi falar que nos casamos ou pensamos em casar para ter uma testemunha da nossa vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Existem milhões de essoas no mundo e nenhumas delas se importa com o que se passa na nossa vida....mas, de repente surge alguém, que se interessa por cada detalhe da nossa  vida...a testemunha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;e a gente...tbm se torna uma testemunha do viver...do sofrer...do alegrar...do suspirar...do acontecer do outro...Então....Qual sua testemunha???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-6867476274002345568?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6867476274002345568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6867476274002345568' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6867476274002345568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6867476274002345568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2009/01/dana-comigo.html' title='&quot;Dança comigo??&quot;'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8565660246489340274</id><published>2008-12-24T11:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:12:05.128-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra vc...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Espero que o Natal de vocês seja maravilhoso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Espero que vocês possam passar  ao lado de quem deseja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Espero que não passe sozinho....e se passar, que não seja triste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Espero que seja um Natal(Fim de ano) de muita festaaaaaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Espero que ganhem muitos presentes significativos....não só os materiais...mas aqueles ganhos em formas de gestos, atitudes, carinhos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Espero que seu ano tenha sido marcante, que tenha tido momentos ruins para te fortalecer, e logo em seguida tenha tido momentos Bons para amenizar....e que de tudo o que foi vivido...você possa parar e refletir....que não foi tão ruim assim...e fique animado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Espero, simplesmente....que todos tenham um Natal...com a esperança de um ano melhor do que 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;FelizZzz NataL.....e um Ótimo 2009.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-8565660246489340274?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8565660246489340274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8565660246489340274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8565660246489340274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8565660246489340274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/12/pra-vc.html' title='Pra vc...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-4018676300055373044</id><published>2008-12-24T11:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:57:36.609-02:00</updated><title type='text'>....=S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SVI_yaejj6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/GEhjS4RBjug/s1600-h/Thomas+Larson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283355448192503714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SVI_yaejj6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/GEhjS4RBjug/s400/Thomas+Larson.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/8166303104406158104-4018676300055373044?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/4018676300055373044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=4018676300055373044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4018676300055373044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/4018676300055373044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/12/s.html' title='....=S'/><author><name>Júlia 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mas meus pais são russos.&lt;br /&gt;Homem diz: legal. vc deve ser bonita...&lt;br /&gt;Mulher diz... aí, eu não posso responder. seria ser muito convencida... hihihihihihi!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Homem diz: vc é modesta, heim! me fala como você é&lt;br /&gt;Mulher diz: sou branca...&lt;br /&gt;Homem diz: huuum.&lt;br /&gt;Mulher diz: cabelo castanho claro, liso, quase loiro...&lt;br /&gt;Homem diz: tô gostando....:P&lt;br /&gt;Mulher diz: lábios carnudos...&lt;br /&gt;Homem diz: uaaaau!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher diz: e olhos verdes.&lt;br /&gt;Homem diz: \o/ caramba!!!!!! manda uma foto, manda uma foto!&lt;br /&gt;Mulher diz: tá bom, aceita aí o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arquivo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carregando.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carregando......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Download completo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SUKagN2DhGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AVWWwyG6UfQ/s1600-h/loira.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278951591494517858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SUKagN2DhGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AVWWwyG6UfQ/s400/loira.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5794823870563683637?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5794823870563683637/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5794823870563683637' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5794823870563683637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/5794823870563683637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/12/conversa-de-msn.html' title='Conversa de MSN'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/SUKagN2DhGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AVWWwyG6UfQ/s72-c/loira.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-5539706918120152367</id><published>2008-12-08T09:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:43:49.878-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Casamento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/ST0IYPZjvEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/0APWsbxQSQ0/s1600-h/camisola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277383550891703362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/ST0IYPZjvEI/AAAAAAAAAPo/0APWsbxQSQ0/s400/camisola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/ST0IQwDbTlI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7mEKMR3nVhw/s1600-h/camisola.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-5539706918120152367?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/5539706918120152367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=5539706918120152367' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-1742242014821450826</id><published>2008-11-29T10:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:50:35.451-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ter Filhos ou cachorrosS??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/STE6be9xGRI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8fzisOczAfo/s1600-h/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274060882470574354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/STE6be9xGRI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8fzisOczAfo/s320/image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/STE6baWdn5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/SYE3q1MUjeI/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274060881231978386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/STE6aYzliHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/A05Q_P2dfsY/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274060863637391474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/STE6aYzliHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/A05Q_P2dfsY/s320/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/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/8166303104406158104-1742242014821450826?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/1742242014821450826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=1742242014821450826' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1742242014821450826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/1742242014821450826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/11/ter-filhos-ou-cachorross.html' title='Ter Filhos ou cachorrosS??'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/STE6be9xGRI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8fzisOczAfo/s72-c/image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-7787465072011429372</id><published>2008-11-29T10:33:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:41:56.455-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Algo+ de email.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;uma forma, hoje condenada pelos educadores e psicólogos, mas funcionou com a gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe ensinou a VALORIZAR O SORRISO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'ME RESPONDE DE NOVO E EU TE ARREBENTO OS DENTES!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou a RETIDÃO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'EU TE AJEITO NEM QUE SEJA NA PANCADA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou a DAR VALOR AO TRABALHO DOS OUTROS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'SE VOCÊ E SEU IRMÃO QUEREM SE MATAR, VÃO PRA FORA. ACABEI DE LIMPAR A CASA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou LÓGICA E HIERARQUIA..-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'PORQUE EU DIGO QUE É ASSIM! PONTO FINAL! QUEM É QUE MANDA AQUI?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou o que é MOTIVAÇÃO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'CONTINUA CHORANDO QUE EU VOU TE DAR UMA RAZÃO VERDADEIRA PARA VC CHORAR!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou a CONTRADIÇÃO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;' FECHA A BOCA E COME!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre ANTECIPAÇÃO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'ESPERA SÓ ATÉ SEU PAI CHEGAR EM CASA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre PACIÊNCIA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'CALMA!... QUANDO CHEGARMOS EM CASA VOCÊ VAI VER SÓ...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou a ENFRENTAR OS DESAFIOS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'OLHE PARA MIM! ME RESPONDA QUANDO EU TE FIZER UMA PERGUNTA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre RACIOCÍNIO LÓGICO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'SE VOCÊ CAIR DESSA ÁRVORE VAI QUEBRAR O PESCOÇO E EU VOU TE DAR UMA SURRA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou MEDICINA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'PÁRA DE FICAR VESGO MENINO! PODE BATER UM VENTO E VOCÊ VAI FICAR ASSIM PARA SEMPRE.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre o REINO ANIMAL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'SE VOCÊ NÃO COMER ESSAS VERDURAS, OS BICHOS DA SUA BARRIGA VÃO COMER VOCÊ!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre SEXO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'...E COMO VOCÊ ACHA QUE VOCÊ NASCEU?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre GENÉTICA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'VOCÊ É IGUALZINHO AO SEU PAI!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre minhas RAÍZES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'TÁ PENSANDO QUE NASCEU DE FAMÍLIA RICA É?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre a SABEDORIA DE IDADE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'QUANDO VOCÊ TIVER A MINHA IDADE, VOCÊ VAI ENTENDER. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha Mãe me ensinou sobre JUSTIÇA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'UM DIA VOCÊ TERÁ SEUS FILHOS, E EU ESPERO QUE ELES FAÇAM PRÁ VOCÊ O MESMO QUE VOCÊ FAZ PRA MIM! AÍ VOCÊ VAI VER O QUE É BOM!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou RELIGIÃO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'MELHOR REZAR PARA ESSA MANCHA SAIR DO TAPETE!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou o BEIJO DE ESQUIMÓ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'SE RABISCAR DE NOVO, EU ESFREGO SEU NARIZ NA PAREDE!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou CONTORCIONISMO. -..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'OLHA SÓ ESSA ORELHA! QUE NOJO!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou DETERMINAÇÃO..-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'VAI FICAR AÍ SENTADO ATÉ COMER TODA COMIDA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou habilidades como VENTRÍLOGO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'NÃO RESMUNGUE! CALA ESSA BOCA E ME DIGA POR QUE É QUE VOCÊ FEZ ISSO?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou a SER OBJETIVO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'EU TE AJEITO NUMA PANCADA SÓ!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou a ESCUTAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'SE VOCÊ NÃO ABAIXAR O VOLUME, EU VOU AÍ E QUEBRO ESSE RÁDIO!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou a TER GOSTO PELOS ESTUDOS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'SE EU FOR AÍ E VOCÊ NÃO TIVER TERMINADO ESSA LIÇÃO, VOCÊ JÁ SABE!...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ajudou na COORDENAÇÃO MOTORA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'AJUNTA AGORA ESSES BRINQUEDOS!! PEGA UM POR UM!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Minha mãe me ensinou os NÚMEROS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;'VOU CONTAR ATÉ DEZ. SE ESSE VASO NÃO APARECER VOCÊ LEVA UMA SURRA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Brigadão Mãe !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-7787465072011429372?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/7787465072011429372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=7787465072011429372' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7787465072011429372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/7787465072011429372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/11/algo-de-email.html' title='Algo+ de email.....'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-6270698322730872171</id><published>2008-11-27T08:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:57:18.850-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Destinada a uma certa porcentagem dos brasileiros....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 48px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;- Brasileiro é um povo solidário. Mentira. Brasileiro é babaca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Eleger para o cargo mais importante do Estado um sujeito que não tem escolaridade e preparo nem para ser gari, só porque tem uma história de vida sofrida; &lt;br /&gt;Pagar 40% de sua renda em tributos e ainda dar esmola para pobre na rua ao invés de cobrar do governo uma solução para pobreza; &lt;br /&gt;Aceitar que ONG's de direitos humanos fiquem dando pitaco na forma como tratamos nossa criminalidade. ..&lt;br /&gt;Não protestar cada vez que o governo compra colchões para presidiários que queimaram os deles de propósito, não é coisa de gente solidária.&lt;br /&gt;É coisa de gente otária. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;- Brasileiro é um povo alegre. Mentira. Brasileiro é bobalhão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Fazer piadinha com as imundices que acompanhamos todo dia é o mesmo que tomar bofetada na cara e dar risada. &lt;br /&gt;Depois de um massacre que durou quatro dias em São Paulo, ouvir o José Simão fazer piadinha a respeito e achar graça, é o mesmo que contar piada no enterro do pai.&lt;br /&gt;Brasileiro tem um sério problema.&lt;br /&gt;Quando surge um escândalo, ao invés de protestar e tomar providências como cidadão, ri feito bobo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;- Brasileiro é um povo trabalhador. Mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Brasileiro é vagabundo por excelência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;O brasileiro tenta se enganar, fingindo que os políticos que ocupam cargos públicos no país, surgiram de Marte e pousaram em seus cargos, quando na verdade, são oriundos do povo. &lt;br /&gt;O brasileiro, ao mesmo tempo em que fica indignado ao ver um deputado receber 20 mil por mês, para trabalhar 3 dias e coçar o saco o resto da semana, também sente inveja e sabe lá no fundo que se estivesse no lugar dele faria o mesmo. &lt;br /&gt;Um povo que se conforma em receber uma esmola do governo de 90 reais mensais para não fazer nada e não aproveita isso para alavancar sua vida (realidade da brutal maioria dos beneficiários do bolsa família) não pode ser adjetivado de outra coisa que não de vagabundo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;- Brasileiro é um povo honesto. Mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Já foi; hoje é uma qualidade em baixa.&lt;br /&gt;Se você oferecer 50 Euros a um policial europeu para ele não te autuar, provavelmente irá preso.&lt;br /&gt;Não por medo de ser pego, mas porque ele sabe ser errado aceitar propinas. &lt;br /&gt;O brasileiro, ao mesmo tempo em que fica indignado com o mensalão, pensa intimamente o que faria se arrumasse uma boquinha dessas, quando na realidade isso sequer deveria passar por sua cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;- 90% de quem vive na favela é gente honesta e trabalhadora. Mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Já foi.&lt;br /&gt;Historicamente, as favelas se iniciaram nos morros cariocas quando os negros e mulatos retornando da&lt;br /&gt;Guerra do Paraguai ali se instalaram.&lt;br /&gt;Naquela época quem morava lá era gente honesta, que não tinha outra alternativa e não concordava com o crime.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a realidade é diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Muito pai de família sonha que o filho seja aceito como 'aviãozinho' do tráfico para ganhar uma grana legal.&lt;br /&gt;Se a maioria da favela fosse honesta, já teriam existido condições de se tocar os bandidos de lá para fora, porque podem matar 2 ou 3 mas não milhares de pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Além disso, cooperariam com a polícia na identificação de criminosos, inibindo-os de montar suas bases de operação nas favelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;- O Brasil é um pais democrático. Mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Num país democrático a vontade da maioria é Lei.&lt;br /&gt;A maioria do povo acha que bandido bom é bandido morto, mas sucumbe a uma minoria barulhenta que se apressa em dizer que um bandido que foi morto numa troca de tiros, foi executado friamente. &lt;br /&gt;Num país onde todos têm direitos mas ninguém tem obrigações, não existe democracia e sim, anarquia.&lt;br /&gt;Num país em que a maioria sucumbe bovinamente ante uma minoria barulhenta, não existe democracia, mas um simulacro hipócrita.&lt;br /&gt;Se tirarmos o pano do politicamente correto, veremos que vivemos numa sociedade feudal: um rei que detém o poder central (presidente e suas MPs), seguido de duques, condes, arquiduques e senhores feudais (ministros, senadores, deputados, prefeitos, vereadores).&lt;br /&gt;Todos sustentados pelo povo que paga tributos que têm como único fim, o pagamento dos privilégios do poder. E ainda somos obrigados a votar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Democracia isso? Pense !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;O famoso jeitinho brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;Na minha opinião, um dos maiores responsáveis pelo caos que se tornou a política brasileira.&lt;br /&gt;Brasileiro se acha malandro, muito esperto.&lt;br /&gt;Faz um 'gato' puxando a TV a cabo do vizinho e acha que está botando pra quebrar. &lt;br /&gt;No outro dia o caixa da padaria erra no troco e devolve 6 reais a mais, caramba, silenciosamente ele sai de lá com a felicidade de ter ganhado na loto... malandrões, esquecem que pagam a maior taxa de juros do planeta e o retorno é zero. Zero saúde, zero emprego, zero educação, mas e daí?&lt;br /&gt;Afinal somos penta campeões do mundo né?? ?&lt;br /&gt;Grande coisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;O Brasil é o país do futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Caramba , meu avô dizia isso em 1950. Muitas vezes cheguei a imaginar em como seria a indignação e revolta dos meus avôs se ainda estivessem vivos.&lt;br /&gt;Dessa vergonha eles se safaram...&lt;br /&gt;Brasil, o país do futuro !?&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o futuro chegou e tivemos uma das piores taxas de crescimento do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Deus é brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Puxa, essa eu não vou nem comentar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que me deixa mais triste e inconformado é ver todos os dias nos jornais a manchete da vitória do governo mais sujo já visto em toda a história brasileira. &lt;br /&gt;Para finalizar tiro minha conclusão: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; color:#7030a0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;O brasileiro merece! Como diz o ditado popular, é igual mulher de malandro, gosta de apanhar. Se você não é como o exemplo de brasileiro citado nesse e-mail, meus sentimentos amigo, continue fazendo sua parte, e que um dia pessoas de bem assumam o controle do país novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Aí sim, teremos todas as chances de ser a maior potência do planeta.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal aqui não tem terremoto, tsunami nem furacão.&lt;br /&gt;Temos petróleo, álcool, bio-diesel, e sem dúvida nenhuma o mais importante: Água doce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só falta boa vontade, será que é tão difícil assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 48px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 13px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(112, 48, 160); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8166303104406158104-6270698322730872171?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/6270698322730872171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=6270698322730872171' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6270698322730872171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/6270698322730872171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/11/httpbr.html' title='Destinada a uma certa porcentagem dos brasileiros....'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-2451773801774833357</id><published>2008-11-19T11:13:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:18:35.233-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Como fazer uma mulher muuuuito feliz! É simples e rápido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A história começa assim...No mais alto pico do Tibet vive o mais sábio homem do mundo.Certa vez um rapaz foi à sua procura e perguntou-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Mestre dos mestres! Qual o caminho mais curto e seguro para o coração de uma mulher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;O mestre respondeu-lhe:- Não há caminho seguro para o coração de uma mulher, filho.Só trilhas à beira de penhascos e caminhos sem mapas, cheios de pedras e serpentes venenosas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Mas, então, mestre... O que devo fazer para conquistar o coração da minha amada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Então lhe disse o grande guru:- Fazer uma mulher feliz é fácil.- Só é necessário ser:1) Amigo2) Companheiro3) Amante4) Irmão5) Pai6) Chefe7) Educador8) Cozinheiro9) Mecânico10) Encanador11) Decorador de Interiores12) Estilista13) Eletricista14) Sexólogo15) Ginecologista16) Psicólogo17) Psiquiatra18) Terapeuta19) Audaz20) Simpático21) Esportista22) Carinhoso23) Atento24) Cavalheiro25) Inteligente26) Imaginativo27) Criativo28) Doce29) Forte30) Compreensivo31) Tolerante32) Prudente33) Ambicioso34) Capaz35) Valente36) Decidido37) Confiável38) Respeitador39) Apaixonado40) E, de preferência, RICO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não cuspa no chão;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não coce o saco na frente dela;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não arrote alto. Aliás, não arrote;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Dê flores e muitos.. Muitos presentes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Corte e limpe as unhas.. Não coma as unhas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não peide sob o cobertor. Aliás, não peide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Levante a tampa do vaso antes de mijar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Deixe ela ter ciúme de você, ela pode;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Use desodorante (que preste);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Dê descarga depois de sair da privada;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não fale palavrão;- Não seja engraçadinho com os outros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não fale mal da mãe dela. Aliás, ame a mãe dela;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não tenha ciúme dela;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não fique barrigudo. Aliás, não engorde;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não demore no banho;- Não chegue tarde em casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Saia para trabalhar e volte correndo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não beba até tarde com amigos. Aliás, não tenha amigos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não seja pão-duro. Use pelo menos 2 cartões de crédito;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não diga que mulher não sabe dirigir;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não olhe para outras mulheres... Aliás, não existem outras mulheres;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Aprenda a cozinhar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Diga 'eu te amo' pelo menos 05 vezes por dia;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Lave a louça;- Ligue para ela, de qualquer lugar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Deixe ela conversar durante horas ao telefone;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Não ronque;- Não seja fanático por futebol;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Nunca reclame de nada;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- Repare quando ela cortar o cabelo, mesmo que seja apenas as Pontinhas, e diga sempre que ficou lindo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;E é muito importante ainda não esquecer as datas do seu: aniversário, noivado, casamento, formatura, menstruação, data doPrimeiro beijo; aniversário da mãe, tia, irmão ou irmã mais querida;aniversário dos avós, da melhor amiga... E do gatoInfelizmente, o cumprimento de todas estas instruções não garante 100% a felicidade dela, porque poderia sentir-se presa a uma vida de sufocante perfeição e fugir com o primeiro traste 'gozador da vida' que encontre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;- E o mais importante, meu rapaz... Espere... Volte aqui...- NÃO.. NÃO PULE... NÃO SE MATEEEEEEEEEEEEE! !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Agora....COMO FAZER UM HOMEM FELIZ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;É necessário:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;1. Sexo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;2. Comida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;3. Cerveja;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;4. Futebol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;coisass de email....=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-2451773801774833357?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/2451773801774833357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=2451773801774833357' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2451773801774833357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/2451773801774833357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/11/como-fazer-uma-mulher-muuuuito-feliz.html' title='Como fazer uma mulher muuuuito feliz! É simples e rápido...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8166303104406158104.post-8192779838212991581</id><published>2008-10-19T13:15:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:18:20.714-02:00</updated><title type='text'>papos alheios...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Paulo me contou um papo que teve com um amigo e eu não pude desprezar o depoimento dele, até porque, além de divertido, considero o assunto de utilidade pública. Ambos maduros, com alguns casamentos nas costas, estavam se queixando das namoradas. Não agüentavam mais a ladainha: "onde foi, onde estava, por que não ligou, não me disse que foi, de quem é esse número, liguei e não atendeu, eu vi que você olhou pra ela, a que horas você chegou, você não me convidou, por que você não atendeu, o que vamos fazer no Carnaval, você quer que eu vá ou não, assim não vou"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Um pout-pourri de lamentações...É bem assim. Os apaixonados costumam massacrar. Eu só acrescentaria que esse massacre não é só feminino: tem muito homem que age da mesma forma. Mas prosseguindo. O amigo de Paulo, durante a conversa, apontou uma saída: "Elas precisam aprender com os flanelinhas". Como?"O flanelinha te indica um lugar pra estacionar e diz: fecha e deixa solto". Não é simples? Eis a fórmula sugerida por eles para fazer as relações durarem mais do que três semanas: fecha (sim, um relacionamento fechado, fiel, bacana), mas deixa solto. Mantenha um espaço para respirar. Permita um mínimo de mobilidade: poder empurrar um pouquinho pra frente, um pouquinho pra trás. Possibilite uma manobra, um encaixe. Não puxe o freio de mão.Essa crônica foi praticamente escrita pelo meu leitor Paulo, cujo sobrenome não vou revelar para que suas namoradas não se sintam expostas. Mas seja para Paulos, Marias, Anetes ou Ricardos, a regra do flanelinha deve ser seguida e regulamentada: fecha e deixa solto. Confia. Ninguém quer invadir seu relacionamento, mas é preciso que haja flexibilidade, ajuste às novas situações, enfim, tem que relaxar um pouco. Tem quê? Bom, talvez não tenha que relaxar, se esse tipo de queixa (onde foi, com quem estava, por que não ligou) for considerado um carinho, um cuidado, parte do jogo do amor, sem causar maiores irritações. Mas, antes de iniciar um interrogatório desse tipo, sonde o terreno, veja se está agradando. Geralmente, pessoas maduras já estão com a paciência esgotada para investigações minuciosas. Desconfio até que a irritação se dá por que "onde fomos, com quem fomos e por que não ligamos" não tem nada de excitante ou misterioso: fomos almoçar com a mãe e o celular ficou sem bateria. Se estivéssemos fazendo algo realmente condenável, aí sim, justificaria uma crucificação verbal. Ao menos as respostas exercitariam nossa criatividade e cinismo.Mas como somos todos inocentes, feche e deixe solto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8166303104406158104-8192779838212991581?l=juhlemos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/feeds/8192779838212991581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8166303104406158104&amp;postID=8192779838212991581' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8192779838212991581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8166303104406158104/posts/default/8192779838212991581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juhlemos.blogspot.com/2008/10/papos-alheios.html' title='papos alheios...'/><author><name>Júlia Lemos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12322658849932547635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbJurK_7N1o/TSJmUhzbpsI/AAAAAAAAATU/7bEsvaIKE5A/S220/JU.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
