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Cia Curitiba</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/x62y6fe0pjI/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x62y6fe0pjI?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/x62y6fe0pjI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3840627130749593527?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3840627130749593527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/10/closet-cia-curitiba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3840627130749593527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3840627130749593527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/10/closet-cia-curitiba.html' title='Closet &amp; Cia Curitiba'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3145762591570749925</id><published>2010-07-24T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T06:48:53.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pérolas'/><title type='text'>Pérola da Semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TErudAUEkxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/C3OLjLQxy9g/s1600/p%C3%A9rolas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TErudAUEkxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/C3OLjLQxy9g/s400/p%C3%A9rolas.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Iniciando a nova TAG: pérolas doOPET... um comentário super legal sobre a editora do livro de leitura obrigatória do semestre...&lt;br /&gt;Huahuahuahauhauahua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3145762591570749925?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3145762591570749925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/07/perola-da-semana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3145762591570749925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3145762591570749925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/07/perola-da-semana.html' title='Pérola da Semana'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TErudAUEkxI/AAAAAAAAAZE/C3OLjLQxy9g/s72-c/p%C3%A9rolas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4681933830630110200</id><published>2010-07-02T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:31:26.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Está acabando!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TC47GsYBx1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/zMW4qW8jzoU/s1600/tumblr_kvq9aacLGi1qz4afoo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TC47GsYBx1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/zMW4qW8jzoU/s320/tumblr_kvq9aacLGi1qz4afoo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, não sou nenhuma louca que acha que o mundo vai acabar em 2012 ( e sim, já namorei um ser que ainda acredita que o mundo vai acabar em 2012).&lt;br /&gt;Tá, então não me enrola e me conta: o que está acabando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/07/esta-acabando.html"&gt;CONTINUE LENDO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sem crise de ansiedade: mais um semestre está acabando...&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim este semestre ficou com um ar de UTFPR, mas não com o ar gostoso das aulas suadas na marcenaria, nem com o gosto gostoso das aulas de ilustração com as risadas entre um rotulador e um pastel (o giz e não o de comer...).&lt;br /&gt;Ficou pra mim uma sensação de vazio, aquela falta de muita coisa ainda persiste...fiquei com a sensação que eu tinha que ralar muito mais pra passar no Cefet que agora e já não sei se era mais exigida ou se agora estou mais escolada. Sei lá...&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se desesperem, alguma coisa sempre fica: a bagagem profissional que o Whytaker dividiu com a gente, fica a aula de tributos da Sabiny nas nossas aulas de custos, fica a Rita com toda a felicidade de ver que ela conseguiu fazer a turma produzir algo descente (mesmo com todo o troca troca de professores)... Fica minha reprovação prematura com o Hereck e ficam as aulas do Alceu, com todo o esforço pra tentar fazer a turma do quadrado ( e que dificuldade!)...&lt;br /&gt;Tenho hoje uma sala leste-oeste... antes tinha uma sala de 20 com norte, sul, leste e oeste... ao menos agora os blocos estão maiores...&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ficou desse semestre a imersão em cerveja... e eu bem que preferia ter sido em vinho...&lt;br /&gt;Ficou a cerveja no bar da Brahma depois da apresentação...ficou a pizza na aula do Alceu... &lt;br /&gt;Ficaram os "causos" que cada um dividiu com a turma...O tarado do ônibus, o "João"... as coxas cobiçadas de um... os brilhantes da outra...e o abracinho que não dei (mesmo com algumas pessoas não se conformando com isso)&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo isso está acabando... dia 21 tem mais... e recomeça tudo de novo!&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/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TC44aFSYLlI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CloenleMFM4/s1600/tumblr_kxbacu37NT1qzucqso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TC44aFSYLlI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CloenleMFM4/s320/tumblr_kxbacu37NT1qzucqso1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones e até mais!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4681933830630110200?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/4681933830630110200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/07/esta-acabando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4681933830630110200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4681933830630110200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/07/esta-acabando.html' title='Está acabando!!!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/TC47GsYBx1I/AAAAAAAAAYg/zMW4qW8jzoU/s72-c/tumblr_kvq9aacLGi1qz4afoo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-6361328622327603558</id><published>2010-04-29T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T07:16:15.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROPAGANDA SUBLIMINAR</title><content type='html'>Londres, 29 abr (EFE).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Médicos britânicos pediram investigação para  esclarecer a suposta publicidade subliminar que estaria sendo feita pela  Ferrari em seus carros e uniformes para promover a marca de cigarros  Marlboro, o que é proibido pela legislação europeia, que não permite  propaganda de tabaco em eventos esportivos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEIA O RESTANTE DA REPORTAGEM AQUI:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yahooformula1.com.br/?view=noticias&amp;amp;not=41"&gt;Fórmula 1 | Mensagem subliminar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-6361328622327603558?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.yahooformula1.com.br/?view=noticias&amp;not=41' title='PROPAGANDA SUBLIMINAR'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/6361328622327603558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/propaganda-subliminar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6361328622327603558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6361328622327603558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/propaganda-subliminar.html' title='PROPAGANDA SUBLIMINAR'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-8815722387255114673</id><published>2010-04-20T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:47:51.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA A EQUIPE DURIGAN</title><content type='html'>Esta é a minha sugestão de foto de abertura da apresentação do trabalho da equipe dos Vinhos Durigan!&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/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S832miuz6AI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gkj6hQCnYLU/s1600/durigan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S832miuz6AI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gkj6hQCnYLU/s320/durigan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uhhu, pra começar a apresentação em grande estilo.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estou procurando a minha com vestido de festa e plumas na estátua... quando achar posto aqui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huahauhauahua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-8815722387255114673?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/8815722387255114673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/para-equipe-durigan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8815722387255114673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8815722387255114673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/para-equipe-durigan.html' title='PARA A EQUIPE DURIGAN'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S832miuz6AI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gkj6hQCnYLU/s72-c/durigan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1835820743043699080</id><published>2010-04-13T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:06:42.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IRRITAÇÃO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'>Monges Copistas ou Conhecedores dos Livros, o que importa mais?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S8SkF7UVGGI/AAAAAAAAAWc/bpP3b4XE0Yc/s1600/1954282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S8SkF7UVGGI/AAAAAAAAAWc/bpP3b4XE0Yc/s320/1954282.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MONGE COPISTA E SEU LIVRO COPIADO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(foto por José A. P. Costa, o original vc confere &lt;a href="http://br.olhares.com/monge_copista_foto1954282.html"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o assunto é mensurar o conhecimento, o que é que realmente importa? Aquela pessoa que tem tudo anotado em seu caderno ou aquela que aprendeu tudo o que o outro anotou no caderno mas nem caderno tem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois dos últimos acontecimentos estou refletindo se vale a pena continuar nesse caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que?&lt;br /&gt;De que adianta você contribuir, de que adianta você saber e digo mais: de que adianta você querer aprender se não se encaixa no perfil?&lt;br /&gt;Me desculpe, mas pra mim isso é uma questão de perfil, só pode ser. E perfil arcaico, muito arcaico. Volto a minha revolta com o AVA... e digo: continua arcaico.&lt;br /&gt;Os meios evoluiram mas a visão de construção do conhecimento continua arcaica...&lt;br /&gt;E vou deixar aqui dois vídeos para pensarem um pouco mais sobre o porque de achar tudo isso muito fora do meu universo (lamento por só ter eles em inglês, mas no Brasil mal se fala disso):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este fala muito da vida de universitários...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dGCJ46vyR9o&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dGCJ46vyR9o&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E este vai falar do que meus filhos também um dia vão reclamar se as coisas continuarem no mesmo caminho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_A-ZVCjfWf8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_A-ZVCjfWf8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero entender que meio é este de mensurar o conhecimento de uma pessoa, que caminho é esse que só me aceita se meu conhecimento se manifestar por um meio comum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse pra fazer minhas avaliações por aqui, por exemplo, escreveria 3 vezes mais do que manualmente, linkaria com trocentos sites que li para chegar a uma conclusão....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas vou voltar pra realidade, onde tudo é no papel e só o que está no papel conta... mesmo que tenha alguém que esteja de corpo presente em todo o tempo, mas totalmente ausente de participação e você participe mais do que ela, mesmo estando ausente em determinados momentos... não se engane: o corpo presente mas totalmente ausente vai passar adiante e você vai ficar pra trás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida torta me irrita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E vou só fazer um comentário pertinente: quando entrei na faculdade, em 2002, me sentia um monge copista, porque anotava tudo que falavam, tinha um caderno com milhares de coisas que não me diziam nada, não era o conhecimento que eu havia construído e sim, a forma de pensar sobre o assunto de outra pessoa, anotada por mim, em folhas do meu caderno. Quem for estudar mais a história, vai se deparar com o questionamento do real papel dos monges copistas na Idade Média e terá um mesmo questionamento, que possivelmente levará a esta conclusão: alguns monges só copiavam os livros para outras pessoas, enquanto outros faziam cópias dos livros para que pudessem ter acesso ao conhecimento dos livros raros. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te deixo uma pergunta: que tipo de monge copista você é?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1835820743043699080?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1835820743043699080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/afinal-o-que-e-que-realmente-importa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1835820743043699080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1835820743043699080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/afinal-o-que-e-que-realmente-importa.html' title='Monges Copistas ou Conhecedores dos Livros, o que importa mais?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S8SkF7UVGGI/AAAAAAAAAWc/bpP3b4XE0Yc/s72-c/1954282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3882238296407344740</id><published>2010-04-07T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:44:11.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma sensação estranha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje, apesar das coisas boas que me aconteceram, terminei meu dia com esta sensação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malvados.com.br" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="101" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S71V5988vqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/s49xRceXQS8/s1600/tirinha1079.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;É isso.... não menos que isso... só isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3882238296407344740?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3882238296407344740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/uma-sensacao-estranha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3882238296407344740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3882238296407344740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/uma-sensacao-estranha.html' title='Uma sensação estranha...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S71V5988vqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/s49xRceXQS8/s72-c/tirinha1079.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-7269595920015029765</id><published>2010-04-07T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T06:31:35.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glee'/><title type='text'>Música do Dia</title><content type='html'>Glee - Bust Your Windows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bust the windows out ya car&lt;br /&gt;And no it didn't mend my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably always have these ugly scars&lt;br /&gt;But right now I don't care about that part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bust the windows out ya car&lt;br /&gt;After I saw you laying next to her&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanna but I took my turn&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I did it cause you had to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it helped a little bit&lt;br /&gt;To think of how you'd feel when you saw it&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that I had that much strength&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad you see what happens when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see you can't just play with people's feelings&lt;br /&gt;Tell them you love them and don't mean it&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably say that it was juvenile&lt;br /&gt;But I think that I deserve to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bust the windows out ya car&lt;br /&gt;You know I did it cause I left my mark&lt;br /&gt;Wrote my initials with the crowbar&lt;br /&gt;And then I drove off into the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bust the windows out ya car&lt;br /&gt;You should feel lucky that that's all I did&lt;br /&gt;After five whole years of this bullshit&lt;br /&gt;Gave you all of me and you played with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh ahh...&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it helped a little bit&lt;br /&gt;To think of how you'd feel when you saw it&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that I had that much strength&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad you see what happens when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see you can't just play with people's feelings&lt;br /&gt;Tell them you love them and don't mean it&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably say that it was juvenile&lt;br /&gt;But I think that I deserve to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it don't comfort to my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;You could never feel how I felt that day&lt;br /&gt;Until it happens baby you don't know pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh Yeah I did it (Yeah I did it)&lt;br /&gt;You should know it (You should know it)&lt;br /&gt;I ain't sorry (I ain't sorry)&lt;br /&gt;You deserved it (You deserved it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what you did to me (After what you did)&lt;br /&gt;You deserved it (You deserved it)&lt;br /&gt;I ain't sorry (I ain't sorry) no no oh... (I ain't sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;So I broke ya car&lt;br /&gt;You caused me pain (You caused me pain)&lt;br /&gt;So I did the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though all that you did to me was much worse&lt;br /&gt;I had to do something to make you hurt yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh but why am I still cryin'?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I the one whose still cryin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh you really hurt me baby&lt;br /&gt;You really you really hurt me baby&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;now watch me yule&lt;br /&gt;now watch me yule&lt;br /&gt;I bust the windows out ya car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mG5D80wXc2k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mG5D80wXc2k&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/8387903270645343090-7269595920015029765?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/7269595920015029765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7269595920015029765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7269595920015029765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/04/musica-do-dia.html' title='Música do Dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-30632197495519171</id><published>2010-03-31T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:44:51.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AVA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida de estudante'/><title type='text'>AVA... AVA.. AVA... (Ah, vai catar coquinho)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.malvados.com.br" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S7OSSJGDnJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YLPL_ikEEuw/s400/malvados_universidade.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha me prometido não falar sobre isso, mas não consegui cumprir minha própria promessa.&lt;br /&gt;O que tem sido essas tarefas do AVA?&lt;br /&gt;E vou ser bem canibal, vou analizar isso por partes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O AVA novo:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá bom, mudaram para a plataforma moodle, e a gente sabe que é um das ferramentas mais usadas para ensino a distância, até pela facilidade de manutenção dos arquivos e correção dos exercícios, blábláblá. O visual das aulas continuou muito apurado... mas quando chega no questionário? Aí... aí o visual morre junto com a Times New Roman... Visual pobre e questões enfadonhas para responder. Você se sente fazendo o Enem &lt;i&gt;(para quem ainda não fez: chega uma hora que você não aguenta mais ler um texto de meia página, para responder uma pergunta que faz referência somente a primeira frase do texto)&lt;/i&gt;. As questões poderiam ser tão dinâmicas como são as propostas durante a aula virtual, fica muito mais fácil de fazer a relação. Sou uma pessoa visual, minhas associações são feitas por imagens... somente textos não me ajudam em nada...&lt;br /&gt;Outra questão: se os questionários são de múltipla escolha, sem perguntas abertas, custa muito mostrar quais questões vc acertou, quais errou e quais as respostas corretas? Não quero uma nota no fim, quero aprender, não quero números, quero estatísticas... Não quero dados, quero fatos. E fato é, que nunca consegui mensurar o quanto aprendi pelo atual método do AVA... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Português:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, a professora conseguiu algo que não tivemos até então, propor que a gente faça comentários em cima de leituras de respostas de colegas, isso é legal, mas acho que poderia ser mais dinâmico. Chatisse minha talvez. Quanto as questões, deixo a mesma ressalva: muitas delas chegam a ser irritantes. É uma chatisse você ficar escolhendo entre 4 questões iguais, somente com uma crase ou uma conjunção colocada em outro lugar... Você tem que reler todas mil vezes, para ver se não deixou passar nada em branco. Dá pra ficar tonta, me lembrou prova da Federal, que você lê mil vezes a resposta com medo de marcar como certa uma errada e anular a somatória. Mas, apesar de qualquer coisa, gostei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A dita Lógica:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez, uma moça muito feliz que passou no seu primeiro vestibular, nesse momento ela pega o ementário da faculdade e descobre que teria aulas de sociologia. Queria morrer quando descobri isso, um ano depois passa a ser obrigatório o ensino de filosofia em todas as esferas da educação... tem escola fundamental ensinando lógica aristotélica...&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei feliz por ter me safado da dita filosofia.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu achei das aulas de sociologia? Foram meus maiores bate bocas educacionais... sala com 40 seres discutindo se era certo o pai invadir o hospital para exigir o tratamento do filho...&lt;br /&gt;Mas chego nesse capítulo da minha vida tendo que estudar filosofia. Ai você me pergunta, é legal? Pode ser que você aproveite disso pra compreender melhor um mundo de coisas, principalemnte no que se refere a resolução de problemas, disso eu não tenho dúvida nenhuma. Mas pensar com qualidade exige um tempo que eu não tenho!&lt;br /&gt;Ficar horas analisando: " Se fulano é legal comigo porque eu sou legal com ele, logo, nós dois somos super legais", entre um orçamento e outro, entre 3 telefones tocando: (o fixo da loja, o celular da loja e o meu celular), emails pipocando e clientes pressionando... A qualidade do questionário vai lá embaixo! E é uma droga, porque gostaria de fazer ele direitinho... mas nem consegui estar naq aula nos dias de aulas presenciais...&lt;br /&gt;Mas enfim... lógica poderia ter sido muito mais legal...mas não foi. As questões que não entendi, não vou ter nem tempo de voltar atrás pra tentar entender, serão apenas uma questão não entendida.&lt;br /&gt;E me pergunto até que ponto, não seria mais interessante aprendermos antropologia ao invés de filosofia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que peguei pesado com a HQ do início, mas lá no fundo, é isso mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones e boa sorte para todos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-30632197495519171?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/30632197495519171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/ava-avaavavai-catar-coquinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/30632197495519171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/30632197495519171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/ava-avaavavai-catar-coquinho.html' title='AVA... 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(Ah, vai catar coquinho)'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S7OSSJGDnJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/YLPL_ikEEuw/s72-c/malvados_universidade.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5415422055057949103</id><published>2010-03-29T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:49:21.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando você descobre que a culpa não é da Cerveja</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4656963912232100290</id><published>2010-03-24T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:50:30.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personalização no Firefox</title><content type='html'>A nova atualização do firefox, permite que você personalize o look do seu Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu sei q o Chrome já fazia isso, mas numa escala muito menor de compatibilidade, praticidade e principalmente, opções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confira o meu aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.getpersonas.com/en-US/persona/98983&gt;Personas for Firefox | Yakuza Paint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Firefox'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-6496628201988289262</id><published>2010-03-18T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:01:32.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1to1 Weekly: Você tem Clientes ou Fãs?</title><content type='html'>E na newsletter da semana do Peppers and Rogers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1to1.com.br/newsletter/newsletter.php3?data=2010-03-17#1"&gt;1to1 Weekly: Você tem Clientes ou Fãs?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um texto sobre a relação de fidelidade que os clientes podem estabelecer com as empresas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Em marketing, a chave é nunca perder de vista as experiências  que os clientes querem, desejam, e aspiram. Como um fã, a decisão de um  cliente é sustentada pelo conhecimento de que outras pessoas  compartilhem de uma mesma experiência. Ao utilizar isto e o que você já  sabe sobre o indivíduo, você manterá seus clientes vivos, sempre  querendo mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-6496628201988289262?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/6496628201988289262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/1to1-weekly-voce-tem-clientes-ou-fas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6496628201988289262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cotidiano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainstorm9.com.br/2010/03/16/heineken-e-a-filha-do-chefe/" target="_blank"&gt;Heineken e a filha do chefe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este post é do&lt;a href="http://www.brainstorm9.com.br/"&gt; Brainstorm9&lt;/a&gt;, outro site que acompanho desde 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você, o que faria? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharethis.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3213922740176142940?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3213922740176142940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/heineken-e-filha-do-chefe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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consumo da elite latino-americana</title><content type='html'>Gentes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panorama muito interessante sobre o mercado de elite, de acordo com dados do IBOPE, o texto mostra o que pretendem comprar, como querem comprar, onde querem comprar; enfim um bom raio-X desse mercado que ainda tem um estudo muito baixo em relação ao perfil do consumidor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plantaoonline.com/wordpress/?p=2367"&gt;Ibope: Hábitos de consumo da elite latino-americana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com/"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-9130310354773932793?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/9130310354773932793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nelly Furtado -Manos Al Aire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;(Composição: Nelly Furtado; James Bryan; Alex Cuba)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tú, que pierdes el  contról&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hablando en alta voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hieres mi corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo, tratando de escuchar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No me puedo explicar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qué extraña sensación&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tú no me quieres entender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y me mandas a callar diciéndome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No me debo sorprender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque así es la realidad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De nuestro amor y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No tengo armas para enfrentarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pongo mis manos, manos al aire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sólo me importa amarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En cuerpo y alma como era ayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tú que perdiste el contról&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te dejaste llevar por la inseguridad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo que te he visto crecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me puedo imaginar que todo cambiará&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoy, aúnque todo siga igual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y me mandes a callar diciéndome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que tienes que dominar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O será el final y yo no puedo así&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No tengo armas para enfrentarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pongo mis manos, manos al aire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sólo me importa amarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En cuerpo y alma como era ayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mI-oSVuuGpQ&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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and Rogers, sobre experiência de compra dos clientes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1to1.com.br/newsletter/newsletter.php3?data=2008-03-12#2"&gt;1to1 Weekly: Experiência do Cliente: Fator Crítico para o Relacionamento com Clientes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi este artigo na newsletter deles, milhares de anos atrás (em 2008 pra ser mais precisa).&lt;br /&gt;Assino desde  2008, após assitir uma palestra sobre o trabalho deles, sempre recebo as propostas de cursos e palestras do 1 to 1, mas estamos falando de valores em torno de R$2mil, para 2, 3 dias no máximo, sempre em São Paulo. Surreal pra minha realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, apesar de ser uma organização americana, já tem publicações de qualidade em português, facilitando o acesso aqueles que ainda não estão familiarizados com o inglês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5425315777687073483?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5425315777687073483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/peppers-and-rogers-1to1-experiencia-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5425315777687073483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5425315777687073483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/peppers-and-rogers-1to1-experiencia-do.html' title='Peppers and Rogers 1to1 : Experiência do Cliente'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3013513588824108360</id><published>2010-03-10T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:13:38.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Música do Dia</title><content type='html'>Me peguei cantarolando isso, pode?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paulina Rubio -Te Quise Tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Agua que cayó en el mar.  No puedo vivir en esta realidad.&lt;br /&gt;ay como me cuesta entender, Que no tengo una gota de vida sin Tí.&lt;br /&gt;Sola por la oscuridad, en mi habitación no cabe nadie más&lt;br /&gt;Sólo está tu voz que golpea en mi frente&lt;br /&gt;ya nada la podra callar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que supe entregarte enterita mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que nunca escuche lo que hablaban de mí&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que para olvidarte una vida no alcanza, que queda&lt;br /&gt;perder la esperanza de andar por el mundo buscando por tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo dejo perder, qué no estaras conmigo al amanecer&lt;br /&gt;Es un imposible seguir adelante, Mi castigo es mirar hacía atras.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto que no se querer, porque no pude amar a nadie mas&lt;br /&gt;Tengo tú caricia tatuada en mi pecho y ya nada la podra borrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que supe entregarte enterita mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que nunca escuche lo que hablaban de mí&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que para olvidarte una vida no alcanza, que queda&lt;br /&gt;perder la esperanza de andar por el mundo buscando por tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que para olvidarte una vida no alcanza, que queda&lt;br /&gt;perder la esperanza de andar por el mundo buscando por tí.&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que supe entregarte enterita mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que nunca escuche lo que hablaban de mí&lt;br /&gt;Te quise tanto que para olvidarte una vida no alcanza, que queda&lt;br /&gt;perder la esperanza de andar por el mundo buscando por tí.&lt;br /&gt;Una vida no alcanza, me quedo buscando por tí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHN02XrX-oI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHN02XrX-oI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, é fim de carreira sair cantarolando isso, eu sei, pode falar, mas depois da aula de ontem... com tabelas surreais que não te levam a lugar nenhum... é claro que eu não poderia ter voltado normal pra casa! hauahuahauhau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3013513588824108360?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3013513588824108360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3013513588824108360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3013513588824108360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/musica-do-dia.html' title='Música do Dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5230794399501084292</id><published>2010-03-05T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:37:32.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesquisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reportage'/><title type='text'>REPORTAGEM SOBRE PESQUISA</title><content type='html'>Gentes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha só que legal, extensa reportagem falando sobre PESQUISA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confiram da página 61 a 81, bem didática mas ao mesmo tempo bem abrangente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rgmovel.com.br/09/mag.html"&gt;http://www.rgmovel.com.br/09/mag.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5230794399501084292?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5230794399501084292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/reportagem-sobre-pesquisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5230794399501084292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5230794399501084292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/reportagem-sobre-pesquisa.html' title='REPORTAGEM SOBRE PESQUISA'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4647368428244729740</id><published>2010-03-04T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:37:43.043-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><title type='text'>Como postar video no blogger:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4_Rjl90ZfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/RMn2XhRo3LM/s1600-h/video+no+youtube.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4_Rjl90ZfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/RMn2XhRo3LM/s320/video+no+youtube.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gentes, é só copiar o código q aparece dentro do retangulo vermelho na imagem e colar no blogger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sobre experiência de vendas, que é um assunto que temos falado em sala de aula, esse exemplo é perfeito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Assistam o vídeo aqui:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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blogger:'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4_Rjl90ZfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/RMn2XhRo3LM/s72-c/video+no+youtube.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3484489455448060305</id><published>2010-03-04T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:37:59.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerveja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devassa'/><title type='text'>DEVASSA CENSURADA</title><content type='html'>Gentes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra esquentar a polêmica do papel do Conar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a propaganda após o Conar: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZCNDVLnKro&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZCNDVLnKro&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a propaganda antes do Conar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk5ZLPf_8ks&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk5ZLPf_8ks&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ai gente, Devassa antes ou Devassa depois?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3484489455448060305?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3484489455448060305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/03/devassa-censurada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><title type='text'>LOJA EXPAND E IPHONE, AGORA JUNTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4g4KQKbXfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Altugty66Q8/s1600-h/logomarca_expand_psd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4g4KQKbXfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Altugty66Q8/s320/logomarca_expand_psd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;rede Expand, epecializada em vinhos, que conta com 40 lojas no país, desenvolveu um aplicativo para Iphone, que traz dicas, fichas dos vinhos e onde encontrar os produtos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Expand lança aplicativo sobre vinhos para iPhone&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;A Expand apresenta seu aplicativo de vinhos para iPhone. A ferramenta é gratuita e pode ser baixada no site da Apple Store. Entre as funções estão as dicas de harmonização, fichas técnicas dos vinhos, eventos, rótulos do catálogo e endereços das 40 lojas Expand no Brasil, com link direto para o google map. &lt;br /&gt;Além disso, o aplicativo traz a seção de ‘notícias', com tudo que acontece no Brasil relacionado ao tema, e ‘harmonização', um serviço que dá dicas de quais uvas combinam com um determinado prato. &lt;br /&gt;"Num primeiro momento, lançamos este aplicativo com essas funções e este conteúdo exclusivo, mas pretendemos incrementá-lo na medida que as pessoas forem se familiarizando com o programa", finaliza Otavio Piva de Albuquerque Filho, diretor da Expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.proxxima.com.br/portal/noticia/Expand_lanca_aplicativo_sobre_vinhos_para_iPhone"&gt;PROXXIMA &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-7771490209887356453?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/7771490209887356453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/loja-expand-e-iphone-agora-juntos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7771490209887356453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7771490209887356453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/loja-expand-e-iphone-agora-juntos.html' title='LOJA EXPAND E IPHONE, AGORA JUNTOS'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4g4KQKbXfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Altugty66Q8/s72-c/logomarca_expand_psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2229091207057185846</id><published>2010-02-26T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:38:49.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatorade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerveja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isotônicos'/><title type='text'>SKOL E GATORADE</title><content type='html'>Então é isso: REPOSICIONAMENTO DE BEBIDAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4g1U92YQGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xkSKWtORWKA/s1600-h/skol.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="417" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4g1U92YQGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xkSKWtORWKA/s640/skol.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha só o novo evento da Skol, que promete imersão em um novo universo.&lt;br /&gt;Ingressos para estudantes entre 80 e 170 reais, ou seja, super acessível (sim, para aqueles que não tem mais nada para pagar com seu salário/mesada); mas tirando minha decepção de não poder participar, vale a pena espiar o video de introdução: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skolsensation.com.br/"&gt;http://www.skolsensation.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Gatorade lança site sobre nutrição e ciências do esporte&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Gatorade Sports Science Institute disponibiliza podcast, ferramenta virtual e artigos cientificos&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="381" src="http://mmimg.meioemensagem.com.br/galeria/gr_Gatorade_Maior.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Gatorade realiza por meio do Gatorade Sports Science Institute diversos estudos sobre nutrição e ciências do esporte. A novidade é que a empresa anuncia o relançamento do portal, onde o usuário pode conferir conteúdo acadêmico em português, como os artigos científicos do Sports Science Exchange (SEE) e do GSSI News. Além de ‘Hidratação', ‘Jovens e Esportes', ‘Nutrição Esportiva', ‘Orientações' e ‘Treinamentos'. A AgênciaClick foi a responsável pelo desenvolvimento do site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode conferir o resto da matéria &lt;a href="http://www.proxxima.com.br/portal/noticia/Gatorade_lanca_site_sobre_nutricao_e_ciencias_do_esporte"&gt;AQUI &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E para acessar o hotsite da Gatorade, acesse &lt;a href="http://www.gssi.com.br/"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2229091207057185846?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/2229091207057185846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/entao-e-isso-reposicionamento-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2229091207057185846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2229091207057185846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/entao-e-isso-reposicionamento-de.html' title='SKOL E GATORADE'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S4g1U92YQGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xkSKWtORWKA/s72-c/skol.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3672001604194597137</id><published>2010-02-23T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:02:46.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reportagens que li essa semana</title><content type='html'>Gentes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá na hora de deixar este blog um tanto mais útil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPORTAGEM COM MICHAEL PORTER, CONSIDERADO UM DOS MAIS EXPRESSIVOS PENSADORES SOBRE ESTRATÉGIA COMPETITIVA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1266940242197"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rgmovel.com.br/07/mag.html"&gt;http://www.rgmovel.com.br/07/mag.html&lt;/a&gt; página 46 e 47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPORTAGEM SOBRE O VALOR PERCEBIDO PELO CLIENTE EM RELAÇÃO A UM PRODUTO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rgmovel.com.br/05/mag.html"&gt;http://www.rgmovel.com.br/05/mag.html&lt;/a&gt; a partir da página 72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não achei onde li uma reportagem do Kotler falando sobre o surgimento de um novo P para marketing, assim que eu achar eu posto aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3672001604194597137?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3672001604194597137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/reportagens-que-li-essa-semana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3672001604194597137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3672001604194597137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/reportagens-que-li-essa-semana.html' title='Reportagens que li essa semana'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1951194817668565316</id><published>2010-02-04T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:05:06.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lugares abandonados</title><content type='html'>Todo mundo sabe da minha fascinação por lugares abandonados como este aqui:&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/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S2rv0tFC14I/AAAAAAAAATo/tmUVJN99T2Q/s1600-h/19_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S2rv0tFC14I/AAAAAAAAATo/tmUVJN99T2Q/s400/19_2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Então hoje, procurando fotos sobre isso, achei um post com muitas fotos de lugares abandanoados, aodro pensar em quem morava, ou passava pelos lugares... principalmente quando ainda restaram papéis ou móveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Se quiser conferir o restante das fotos, acesse &lt;a href="http://quazen.com/arts/photography/urbex-the-art-of-urban-exploration/"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Beijones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1951194817668565316?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1951194817668565316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/lugares-abandonados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1951194817668565316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1951194817668565316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/lugares-abandonados.html' title='Lugares abandonados'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S2rv0tFC14I/AAAAAAAAATo/tmUVJN99T2Q/s72-c/19_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4171912509674027268</id><published>2010-02-01T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:05:14.834-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dias perfeitos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>E o dia perfeito foi ontem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S2d70dW0x3I/AAAAAAAAATg/i0LOMNb11RU/s1600-h/brincado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S2d70dW0x3I/AAAAAAAAATg/i0LOMNb11RU/s320/brincado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu poderia escrever um milhão de coisas pra tentar sintetizar o meu domingo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mas mesmo que escrevesse milhares e milhares de posts, algo ainda ficaria por dizer, por fazer, por mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Domingo de sol, meu último dia de férias da facul, tinha que fazer algo por mim, pela minha vida, tinha que me sentir fantástica, tinha que respirar fundo e sentir todo o mundo a minha volta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eu tinha que mergulhar de cabeça e viver tudo aquilo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fone de ouvido, ouvindo uma puta lista de músicas gostosas, que selecionei uma a uma, trilha sonora de dia perfeito? sim, também tinha que ser perfeita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sentir o sol queimando a pele, a cidade vazia, meus lugares preferidos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me questionei por estar sozinha, me questionei bastante. Mas sobrevivi tranquilamente a isso tudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tirei milhares de fotos, curti meus últimos momentos com a máquina...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ai, essa máquina merece um comentário exclusivo: comprei ela da Isa, tinha acabado de me separar, inaugurei ela numa saída na feirinha com a minha irmã... terminei de usar no mesmo lugar... com o mesmo espírito de liberdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fui ao MON, mais de um ano sem ver... em cada sala que eu entrava, prendia a respiração: "será que vou dar de cara com ele?" sobrevivi, ele estava de férias, folga... sei lá... dei sorte na pior das hipóteses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Adorei as exposições, saí de lá maravilhada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sei resumir que tive um domingo delicioso...sensação de querer que todo dia fosse domingo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4171912509674027268?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/4171912509674027268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-o-dia-perfeito-foi-ontem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4171912509674027268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4171912509674027268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-o-dia-perfeito-foi-ontem.html' title='E o dia perfeito foi ontem.'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/S2d70dW0x3I/AAAAAAAAATg/i0LOMNb11RU/s72-c/brincado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1901675546898737550</id><published>2010-02-01T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:25.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adoniran Barbosa'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>Então é isso, tive um fim de semana ímpar, um sábado trash e um domingo perfeito. Quanto ao domingo perfeito, ele merece um post só pra ele, que faço bem bonitinho quando voltar pra casa. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Na semana passada estava tirando pó dos cds de casa (sim, estou tentando tirar todos os cds da caixca de banidos, nem que assim, um por vez...) tirei da gaveta o Adoniran...coincidentemente assisti um trecho de um show da Elis com o Adoniran tb...&lt;br /&gt;Foi o que bastou pra passar o domingo cantarolando isso aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adoniran Barbosa -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Prova de Carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Composição: Adoniran Barbosa / Hervé Cordovil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Com a corda mi&lt;br /&gt;Do meu cavaquinho&lt;br /&gt;Fiz uma aliança pra ela,&lt;br /&gt;Prova de carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Quantas serenatas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Eu tive que perder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Pois o cavaquinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Já não pode mais gemer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Quanto sacrifício&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Eu tive que fazer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Para dar a prova pra ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;  Do meu bem querer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1kQDdnP1Vw&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1kQDdnP1Vw&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Fiquei no domingo pensando em quantas provas de amor a gente precisa oferecer para uma pessoa, até que ela consiga entender o quanto nós a amamos... Acho que uma prova seria suficiente... tem gente que parece precisar de muito mais que isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;O que importa é se eu te amo ou não, isso te basta certo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Beijones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Amo-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8387903270645343090-1901675546898737550?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1901675546898737550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1901675546898737550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1901675546898737550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/02/musica-do-dia.html' title='Música do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3910471672555261984</id><published>2010-01-19T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:25.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>Música do Dia</title><content type='html'>Depois de uma noite discutindo a relação... com pesadelos tortos e a mente divagando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surreal acordar suada... achando que morreu... Acordar procurando o furo da bala... isso ainda me persegue depois que discuto! Que saco.&lt;br /&gt;Então estava ouvindo isso aqui hoje a tarde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;U2 - All I Want is you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Composição: U2&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/small&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you want diamonds on a ring of gold&lt;br /&gt;You say you want your story to remain untold.&lt;br /&gt;But All the promises we make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll give me a highway with no-one on it&lt;br /&gt;Treasure, just to look upon it&lt;br /&gt;All the riches in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll give me eyes in the moon of blindness&lt;br /&gt;A river in a time of dryness&lt;br /&gt;A harbour in the tempest.&lt;br /&gt;But All the promises we make, from the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you want your love to work out right&lt;br /&gt;To last with me through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you want diamonds on a ring of gold&lt;br /&gt;Your story to remain untold&lt;br /&gt;Your love not to grow cold.&lt;br /&gt;All the promises we break, from the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWBKBkEJQRk&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWBKBkEJQRk&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vou te deixar pensando na letra da música, depois eu volto pra dizer porque ela está aqui! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Beijones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Volto logo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3910471672555261984?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3910471672555261984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/01/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3910471672555261984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3910471672555261984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2010/01/musica-do-dia.html' title='Música do Dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2058086067748967064</id><published>2010-01-12T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:25.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franz Ferdinand'/><title type='text'>Música do Dia</title><content type='html'>Ontem assisti o show do Franz Ferdinand...&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei com essa na cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MMyewX1aDRs&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MMyewX1aDRs&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum... fase de ouvir Franz... boaa fase, acho q vou tirar da gaveta esse em 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2058086067748967064?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3649856663951048212</id><published>2010-01-08T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:25.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Cocker'/><title type='text'>Depois da queda... o coice...(já ouvi isso em algum lugar...)</title><content type='html'>Sabe... depois de tudo caiu a ficha.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que nem vale a pena explicar tudo aqui, só vou deixar minha pergunta no refrão desta música... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joe Cocker - Don't You Love Me Anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd see you smile&lt;br /&gt;When I walked in the door&lt;br /&gt;Thought those arms of yours would be open wide&lt;br /&gt;the way the were... before&lt;br /&gt;Why do you look at me like I'm so stranger in the night?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you pull away when you used to hold me so tight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Don't you love me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Can you like to live your life without me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love me anymore?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did the fire go out?&lt;br /&gt;Where did the feeling go?&lt;br /&gt;Y'can't slip away, when I wasn't there and now I've come home&lt;br /&gt;I thought you wanted me back,&lt;br /&gt;I was sure you would ask me to stay&lt;br /&gt;I thought you needed me still,&lt;br /&gt;Yes it will then work out that away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling....When did the fire go out?&lt;br /&gt;Where did the feeling go?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you pull away,&lt;br /&gt;When you used to hold so close baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será? Já não sei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UVZ85RNiHT8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UVZ85RNiHT8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3649856663951048212?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3649856663951048212/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1486115737291618413</id><published>2009-12-11T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:05:18.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias cinzas de folga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SyJsuucqtgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MvQ5n2xctJs/s1600-h/folga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SyJsuucqtgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MvQ5n2xctJs/s320/folga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414009252050810370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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So&lt;br /&gt;composição:Don McLean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so,&lt;br /&gt;The people ask me how,&lt;br /&gt;How I've lived 'till now&lt;br /&gt;I tell them I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they understand&lt;br /&gt;How lonely life has been&lt;br /&gt;But life began again&lt;br /&gt;The day you took my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I know how lonely life can be&lt;br /&gt;The shadows follow me&lt;br /&gt;And the night won't set me free&lt;br /&gt;But I don't let the evening get me down&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you love me too&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are just for me&lt;br /&gt;You set my spirit free&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book of life is brief&lt;br /&gt;And once a page is read&lt;br /&gt;All but love is dead&lt;br /&gt;This is my belief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I know how loveless life can be&lt;br /&gt;The shadows follow me&lt;br /&gt;And the night won't set me free&lt;br /&gt;But I don't let the evening bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9SzQyWy_7uE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9SzQyWy_7uE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4941603290149266978?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4718220394302269441</id><published>2009-11-16T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:06:33.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E quando fazem mal mas não é pra você?</title><content type='html'>Um dia você está bem tranquilinho, mas algo quebra aquela tranquilidade, porque chega aquele momento...&lt;br /&gt;Chega um momento que você se irrita pelos outros, não sei se esse momento chega pra todo mundo, acho que isso vai da empatia que cada um consegue ter por outra pessoa...&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, por duas vezes tive vontade de bater em alguém por conta de fazerem mal para pessoas que gosto muito. Nossa, e se faz chorar então? Vontade de erguer na voadora!&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que acontece na relação entre duas pessoas é consequencia direta do que elas constroem... acho que a todo momento precisamos avaliar se a relação está sadia, se nos faz bem. E se não faz? O melhor jeito é eliminar a relação. &lt;br /&gt;E é ai que as pessoas se afundam, em sua grande maioria por "pena" ou "dózinho" como gosto de brincar, mas é fato. As pessoas tem pena de quem lhes faz mal. A pessoa te faz um mal tremendo e mesmo assim você consegue ter uma empatia que ela a tempo deixou de ter... Por que as pessoas sofrem e continuam ao lado de pessoas que lhe fazem mal? A resposta perfeita eu ainda não achei.&lt;br /&gt;Minha bisavó dizia: "O fantasma sabe bem para quem aparece"... Tantas vezes dizemos: "Ah se fosse comigo tinha ouvido", "Se fosse comigo tinha levado um tapa na cara"... Mas não é com a gente, é com gente que escuta calado e que apanha em silêncio. Que vai chorar na frente do computador lendo coisas que magoam, que vai dizer que não se importa mais enquanto seca as lágrimas...é gente que vai sentir as dores calada, torcendo pra não aparecer um hematoma aqui e ali, procurando por um pouco de Hirudoid entre tantas bisnagas vazias...&lt;br /&gt;A vida moderna facilitou tudo sabia? Facilitou inclusive a mágoa e a tristeza... Antes a gente escrevia a carta e esperava o ser ler, pra depois, num outro momento ele te dizer que te odeia por dizer determinadas verdades, hoje basta um ENTER pra magoar uma pessoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Enquanto caem as flores da cerejeira, alguém chora por aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faço meu melhor pra te ajudar, hoje e sempre, mas não posso te salvar do choro e da mágoa, cabe a você fazer o que puder por você. Porque, infelizmente, ninguém fará por você o que só você pode fazer...&lt;br /&gt;Gentes, reflitam um pouco mais antes de apertar enter... vai fazer a diferença na vida de quem estará do outro lado lendo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4718220394302269441?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/4718220394302269441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-quando-fazem-mal-mas-nao-e-pra-voce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4718220394302269441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Dia</title><content type='html'>E pra ditar o ritmo do dia, achei essa coisa fofa que vc pode escutar aqui, sim eu sei q está calor e tals, mas adorei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon &amp; Garfunkel - Hazy Shade Of Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Time Time&lt;br /&gt;See what's become of me&lt;br /&gt;While I looked around for my possibilities&lt;br /&gt;I was so hard to please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look around,&lt;br /&gt;The leaves are brown&lt;br /&gt;And the sky is a hazy shade of winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the Salvation Army band&lt;br /&gt;Down by the riverside&lt;br /&gt;Its bound to be a better ride&lt;br /&gt;Than what you got planned&lt;br /&gt;Carry your cup in your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look around you&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are brown now&lt;br /&gt;And the sky is a hazy shade of winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to your hopes my friend&lt;br /&gt;Thats an easy thing to say&lt;br /&gt;But if your hopes should pass away&lt;br /&gt;Simply pretend that you can build them again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around&lt;br /&gt;Grass is high&lt;br /&gt;The fields are ripe&lt;br /&gt;Its the springtime of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, seasons change with the scenery&lt;br /&gt;Weaving time in a tapestry&lt;br /&gt;Won't you stop and remember me&lt;br /&gt;And at a convenient time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how my memory skips&lt;br /&gt;While looking over manuscripts&lt;br /&gt;Of unpublished rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Drinking my vodka and rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are brown now&lt;br /&gt;And the sky is a hazy shade of winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are brown&lt;br /&gt;There's a patch of snow on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Look around&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are brown&lt;br /&gt;There's a patch of snow on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Look around&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are brown&lt;br /&gt;There's a patch of snow on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param 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dough&lt;br /&gt;She doing her thing out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Her money money, she makin&lt;br /&gt;Look at the way she shakin&lt;br /&gt;Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it&lt;br /&gt;Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so much more than you're used to&lt;br /&gt;She know's just how to move to seduce you&lt;br /&gt;She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot&lt;br /&gt;Dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always ready, when you want it she want it&lt;br /&gt;Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her&lt;br /&gt;On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin'&lt;br /&gt;If you want a good time, she gone give you what you&lt;br /&gt;Want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrão)&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're so new age, you like my new craze&lt;br /&gt;Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase&lt;br /&gt;The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do&lt;br /&gt;You justice baby&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you come over here, you got me saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aayooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired using technology, why don't you sit down&lt;br /&gt;on top of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aayooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired using technology, I need you right in&lt;br /&gt;Front ... of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her fantasy, there's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soaking&lt;br /&gt;All into my set sheets&lt;br /&gt;When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in this bitch till the club close&lt;br /&gt;What should I do, one thing on all fours&lt;br /&gt;Now that that shit should be against the law&lt;br /&gt;Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move&lt;br /&gt;Girl you got me thinking about, all the things I do to you&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it poppin' shorty we can switch positions&lt;br /&gt;From the couch to the counters in my kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's a new age, you're like my new craze&lt;br /&gt;Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase&lt;br /&gt;The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you come over here, you got me saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aayooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me&lt;br /&gt;Aayooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2x) Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's a new age, you're like my new craze&lt;br /&gt;Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase&lt;br /&gt;The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you come over here, you got me saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aayooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me&lt;br /&gt;Aayooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DE9IchvpOPk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DE9IchvpOPk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/8387903270645343090-8820831997459515603?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/8820831997459515603/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1043084480699982265</id><published>2009-11-07T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:25.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alanis Morriste'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>Estou com essa música desde a  quinta na cabeça...&lt;br /&gt;Adoro...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo discutindo a pronúncia do nome dela, no boteco, doble drink, mesmo com o calor, mesmo com tudo girando em volta, estava muito bom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanis Morissette - Head Over Feet&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Alanis Morissette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice but to hear you&lt;br /&gt;You stated your case time and again&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like I'm a princess&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to liking that&lt;br /&gt;You ask how my day was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;You've already won me over in spite of me&lt;br /&gt;Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet&lt;br /&gt;Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it&lt;br /&gt;It's all your faults&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole&lt;br /&gt;You're so much braver than I gave you credit for&lt;br /&gt;That's not lip service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the bearer of unconditional things&lt;br /&gt;You held your breath and the door for me&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best listener that I've ever met&lt;br /&gt;You're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Best friend with benefits&lt;br /&gt;What took me so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this healthy before&lt;br /&gt;I've never wanted something rational&lt;br /&gt;I am aware now&lt;br /&gt;I am aware now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S92U5EqyPQs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S92U5EqyPQs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, tá com tradução em português pra ajudar o mundo a aprender inglês como eu aprendi, assistindo Friends legendado na tv a cabo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-8261055863748199380</id><published>2009-11-03T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:25.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Carpenters'/><title type='text'>Música do Dia</title><content type='html'>Pra variar acordo cantarolando coisas do além...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi a vez de acordar cantando isso, depois de somente 2 horas de sono... as sinapses cerebrais deviam estar com delay de uns 30 anos... hauhauhauhaua&lt;br /&gt;Piadinhas a parte, Carpenters rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;The Carpenters&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Richard Carpenter &amp; John Bettis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long enough of being alone&lt;br /&gt;Everyone must face their share of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;In my own time nobody knew&lt;br /&gt;The pain I was goin' through&lt;br /&gt;And waitin' was all my heart could do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope was all I had until you came&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can't see how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;You were the dawn breaking the night&lt;br /&gt;The promise of morning light&lt;br /&gt;Filling the world surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;When I hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) Baby, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Feels like maybe things will be all right&lt;br /&gt;Baby, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Your love's made me&lt;br /&gt;Free as a song singin' forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(**) Only yesterday when I was sad&lt;br /&gt;And I was lonely&lt;br /&gt;You showed me the way to leave&lt;br /&gt;The past and all its tears behind me&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow may be even brighter than today&lt;br /&gt;Since I threw my sadness away&lt;br /&gt;Only Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found my home here in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere else on earth I'd really rather be&lt;br /&gt;Life waits for us&lt;br /&gt;Share it with me&lt;br /&gt;The best is about to be&lt;br /&gt;So much is left for us to see&lt;br /&gt;When I hold you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQmbHGwMcCo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQmbHGwMcCo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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melancolia. Recente por demais...&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Melancolia - Ludov&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Mauro Motoki / Habacuque Lima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiu de mim a melancolia&lt;br /&gt;Já me deixou&lt;br /&gt;já não choro um dia&lt;br /&gt;pelo seu amor que eu perdi&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor&lt;br /&gt;já me deixou&lt;br /&gt;saiu de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que restou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na escrivaninha um retrato já amarelou&lt;br /&gt;e na sala junto à cozinha&lt;br /&gt;um bilhete em uma porta diz&lt;br /&gt;"Meu amor,&lt;br /&gt;já volto já&lt;br /&gt;seja feliz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que dizer se toda a alegria&lt;br /&gt;foi pouca pra dissolver&lt;br /&gt;a monotonia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já que tudo que eu podia eu fiz&lt;br /&gt;meu amor&lt;br /&gt;foi bom tentar&lt;br /&gt;foi por um triz&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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Chico, me deu saudade!&lt;br /&gt;Mas ontem devia ter postado essa, seria perfeita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Apesar De Você&lt;br /&gt;Chico Buarque&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Chico Buarque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Crescendo) Amanhã vai ser outro dia x 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje você é quem manda&lt;br /&gt;Falou, tá falado&lt;br /&gt;Não tem discussão, não.&lt;br /&gt;A minha gente hoje anda&lt;br /&gt;Falando de lado e olhando pro chão&lt;br /&gt;Viu?&lt;br /&gt;Você que inventou esse Estado&lt;br /&gt;Inventou de inventar&lt;br /&gt;Toda escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Você que inventou o pecado&lt;br /&gt;Esqueceu-se de inventar o perdão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coro) Apesar de você&lt;br /&gt;amanhã há de ser outro dia&lt;br /&gt;Eu pergunto a você onde vai se esconder&lt;br /&gt;Da enorme euforia?&lt;br /&gt;Como vai proibir&lt;br /&gt;Quando o galo insistir em cantar?&lt;br /&gt;Água nova brotando&lt;br /&gt;E a gente se amando sem parar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegar o momento&lt;br /&gt;Esse meu sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Vou cobrar com juros. Juro!&lt;br /&gt;Todo esse amor reprimido,&lt;br /&gt;Esse grito contido,&lt;br /&gt;Esse samba no escuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você que inventou a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Ora tenha a fineza&lt;br /&gt;de "desinventar"&lt;br /&gt;Você vai pagar, e é dobrado,&lt;br /&gt;Cada lágrima rolada&lt;br /&gt;Nesse meu penar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coro2) Apesar de você&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã há de ser outro dia.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda pago pra ver&lt;br /&gt;O jardim florescer&lt;br /&gt;Qual você não queria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você vai se amargar&lt;br /&gt;Vendo o dia raiar&lt;br /&gt;Sem lhe pedir licença&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou morrer de rir&lt;br /&gt;E esse dia há de vir&lt;br /&gt;antes do que você pensa&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coro3) Apesar de você&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã há de ser outro dia&lt;br /&gt;Você vai ter que ver&lt;br /&gt;A manhã renascer&lt;br /&gt;E esbanjar poesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como vai se explicar&lt;br /&gt;Vendo o céu clarear, de repente,&lt;br /&gt;Impunemente?&lt;br /&gt;Como vai abafar&lt;br /&gt;Nosso coro a cantar,&lt;br /&gt;Na sua frente.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Coro4) Apesar de você&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã há de ser outro dia.&lt;br /&gt;Você vai se dar mal, etc e tal,&lt;br /&gt;La, laiá, la laiá, la laiá&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7xRtSUunEY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7xRtSUunEY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1915046095692713386?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1915046095692713386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/10/musica-de-ontem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1915046095692713386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1915046095692713386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/10/musica-de-ontem.html' title='Música de Ontem'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-7622717686776085199</id><published>2009-10-14T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:06:33.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vou ser breve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/StaxZSVfmkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3qFs0g-mtmk/s1600-h/1PCCZWGuPlndrj062MXnv1P7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/StaxZSVfmkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3qFs0g-mtmk/s320/1PCCZWGuPlndrj062MXnv1P7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392692651799583298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser breve porque já é tarde...&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser breve porque não consigo ser mais extensa.&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser breve porque é curto o espaço para amar.&lt;br /&gt;Com o tempo a gente descobre que não basta só amar, tem que amar do jeito que o outro quer ser amado.&lt;br /&gt;Com o tempo a gente fica sabendo que o jeito certo de amar é um jeito em que você nem sempre consegue fazer um "avesso perfeito", você descobre que o contrário não se aplica e que além de tudo você tem que entender que esse contrário irá se voltar contra você quando menos espera.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele medo de contagem regressiva está tomando conta de mim de novo, e tenho medo do meu lado racional resolver fazer as contas de novo... cada vez que ele faz as contas eu acabo chorando no final...&lt;br /&gt;Já falei aqui da alegria que é quando a gente descobre que se entregou para uma pessoa, mas tenho que tirar um tempo pra escrever sobre a tristeza que passamos quando a recíproca deixa de ser verdadeira.&lt;br /&gt;Estou disposta a fazer qualquer esforço pra ser feliz de novo, qualquer esforço mesmo, acho que na prática estou fazendo o que jamais imaginei ser possível fazer pra ser feliz. Está dando certo... mesmo que nos últimos dias tenha sido um pouco dificil de acreditar nisso.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre gosto de estar aqui pra ler, pra ouvir, pra deixar os outros falarem, pois tantas vezes quis falar também e não pude, não deixaram, não tinha pra quem falar.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que sempre serei "ouvidos atentos" pra quem quiser desabafar, pra quem precisar abrir o coração; acho que sempre me doarei pra quem precisar de ajuda; acho que essa é uma das minhas vocações.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho tanto a dizer e tão pouco tempo pra escrever...&lt;br /&gt;Mas voltarei em breve... mas hoje serei assim... divagações soltas sobre assuntos diversos... só pra não deixar o momento passar por completo.&lt;br /&gt;Completo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-7622717686776085199?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/7622717686776085199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/10/vou-ser-breve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7622717686776085199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7622717686776085199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/10/vou-ser-breve.html' title='Vou ser breve...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/StaxZSVfmkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/3qFs0g-mtmk/s72-c/1PCCZWGuPlndrj062MXnv1P7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-6229671319276225855</id><published>2009-10-09T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vonda shepard'/><title type='text'>Só queria estar com você.</title><content type='html'>I Only Want To Be With You - Vonda Shepard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is that makes me love you so&lt;br /&gt;I only know I never want to let you go&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you started something, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;That ever since we met you've had a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens to be true&lt;br /&gt;I only want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where you go or what you do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend each moment of the day with you&lt;br /&gt;Look what has happened with just one kiss&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that I could be in love like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but it's true&lt;br /&gt;I only want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stopped and smiled at me, asked me if I'd care to dance&lt;br /&gt;I fell into your open arms and I didn't stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now listen honey, I just wanna be beside you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;As long as we're together honey I don't care&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you started something, can't you see&lt;br /&gt;That ever since we've met you've had a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;I only want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stopped and smiled at me, asked me if I'd care to dance&lt;br /&gt;I fell into your open arms and I didn't stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;Now listen honey, I just want to be beside you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;As long as we're together honey I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you started something can't you see&lt;br /&gt;That ever since we met you've had a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;I only want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;I only want to be with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kfUDmD4-N4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1kfUDmD4-N4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-6229671319276225855?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/6229671319276225855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-queria-estar-com-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6229671319276225855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6229671319276225855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-queria-estar-com-voce.html' title='Só queria estar com você.'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1380403719460553982</id><published>2009-09-26T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:06:33.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>Hoje cantarolava isso enquanto tomava banho... Sinistro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ney Matogrosso - Sangue Latino &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurei mentiras e sigo sozinho, assumo os pecados&lt;br /&gt;Os ventos do norte não movem moinhos&lt;br /&gt;E o que me resta é só um gemido&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida, meus mortos, meus caminhos tortos,&lt;br /&gt;Meu sangue latino, minha alma cativa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rompi tratados, traí os ritos&lt;br /&gt;Quebrei a lança, lancei no espaço&lt;br /&gt;Um grito, um desabafo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que me importa é não estar vencido&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida, meus mortos, meus caminhos tortos,&lt;br /&gt;Meu sangue latino, minha alma cativa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ENJh1_xzx6c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ENJh1_xzx6c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1380403719460553982?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1380403719460553982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia_26.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1380403719460553982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1380403719460553982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia_26.html' title='Música do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2670876772053527243</id><published>2009-09-24T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:07:58.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enquanto isso no caderno...</title><content type='html'>De novo na base do caderninho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SrwAtmWVEPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IE2QemUXiek/s1600-h/100_4733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SrwAtmWVEPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IE2QemUXiek/s320/100_4733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385180037816586482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SrwTh2jAjKI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AgVYYEk0ZJU/s1600-h/100_4732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SrwTh2jAjKI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AgVYYEk0ZJU/s320/100_4732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385200726727232674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2670876772053527243?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/2670876772053527243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/enquanto-isso-no-caderno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2670876772053527243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2670876772053527243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/enquanto-isso-no-caderno.html' title='Enquanto isso no caderno...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SrwAtmWVEPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/IE2QemUXiek/s72-c/100_4733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5758507499907672655</id><published>2009-09-22T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dario G'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>Hoje minha musica é essa... eletrônica... sem letra...&lt;br /&gt;Mas tá batendo no ritmo do meu coração! Gostei muito do clipe também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzvfqZGrMf0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzvfqZGrMf0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5758507499907672655?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5758507499907672655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5758507499907672655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5758507499907672655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia.html' title='Música do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-6382432197769491420</id><published>2009-09-18T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duffy'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duffy - Distant Dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you&lt;br /&gt;Think I cope&lt;br /&gt;My head is filled&lt;br /&gt;With hope&lt;br /&gt;Of some place&lt;br /&gt;Other than here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you&lt;br /&gt;Think I smile&lt;br /&gt;Inside all the while&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering&lt;br /&gt;About my destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about&lt;br /&gt;All the things&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to do&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;A distant dreamer&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming for hope&lt;br /&gt;From today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you&lt;br /&gt;See me frown&lt;br /&gt;My heart&lt;br /&gt;Won't let me down&lt;br /&gt;Because I know&lt;br /&gt;There's better things&lt;br /&gt;To come&lt;br /&gt;(Woah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when life&lt;br /&gt;Gets tough&lt;br /&gt;I feel&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to&lt;br /&gt;A distant star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about&lt;br /&gt;All the things&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to do&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooh (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooh (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f3OCfsSoFao&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f3OCfsSoFao&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-6382432197769491420?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/6382432197769491420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6382432197769491420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6382432197769491420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia_18.html' title='Música do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4739515471488981513</id><published>2009-09-16T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:07:21.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu filho mais velho</title><content type='html'>Então tenho um momento na minha vida muito legal agora, mesmo com outras coisas que eu sei que estão desandando.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um filho mais novo, o &lt;a href="http://WWW.OBAGASTRONOMIA.COM.BR"&gt;OBA&lt;/a&gt; e estou cuidando dele, como todo filho mais novo exige cuidados...&lt;br /&gt;Estou com uma situação complexa, a idéia do bistrô está viva, pulsando... Minha mãe está doente e eu estou preocupada com o andamento nesse processo.&lt;br /&gt;Tem outras coisas me preocupando... essa vida de vender é complicada, vendas em baixa estão me preocupando...tá começando a ficar dificil de disfarçar...&lt;br /&gt;Esse fim de semana tem feira no Barigui, bora trabalhar no domingo, se quiser convite escreve ai!&lt;br /&gt;Matando aula? Não... apresentação de formaturas...&lt;br /&gt;Ai... chega, minha bateria tá morrendo.&lt;br /&gt;beijos mil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4739515471488981513?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/4739515471488981513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/meu-filho-mais-velho.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4739515471488981513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4739515471488981513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/meu-filho-mais-velho.html' title='Meu filho mais velho'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2134061554648581144</id><published>2009-09-14T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juanes'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia</title><content type='html'>Para você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juanes - Gotas de Agua Dulce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace mucho tiempo no me enamorava de unos ojos tan bonitos&lt;br /&gt;comunes de lozano brillo&lt;br /&gt;Era lo que menos en mi plan estaba&lt;br /&gt;aunque te admito que a veces soñaba&lt;br /&gt;con la belleza de tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero llevar el ritmo de tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;para bailar entre los dos esta canción&lt;br /&gt;la verdad, me estoy volviendo a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;la verdad, quiero que sepas que....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que yo siento por ti, es amor&lt;br /&gt;Ganas que me hacen util, el corazón&lt;br /&gt;droga que me hace inmune, ante el dolor&lt;br /&gt;gotas de agua dulce, rayo de sol.&lt;br /&gt;(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llevame, de ser preciso, por la semblanza de tu sombra&lt;br /&gt;yo se que tu prendes la luz y en mi vida te asomas&lt;br /&gt;como las blancas palomas, cuando la plaza se toman&lt;br /&gt;con vuelo inmortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero llevar el ritmo de tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;para bailar entre los dos esta canción&lt;br /&gt;la verdad, me estoy volviendo a enamorar&lt;br /&gt;la verdad, quiero que sepas que....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que yo siento por ti, es amor&lt;br /&gt;Ganas que me hacen util, el corazón&lt;br /&gt;droga que me hace inmune, ante el dolor&lt;br /&gt;gotas de agua dulce, rayo de sol&lt;br /&gt;(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que siento por tí (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4z9gux9s_wQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4z9gux9s_wQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2134061554648581144?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/2134061554648581144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia_14.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2134061554648581144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2134061554648581144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia_14.html' title='Musica do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4158141544433818110</id><published>2009-09-14T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A-ha'/><title type='text'>Música do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Dearest...&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes now&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie back&lt;br /&gt;Leave the light on&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here through the night&lt;br /&gt;With you till the first signs of light&lt;br /&gt;Say the word and I'll come tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right now&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush...&lt;br /&gt;Wipe your tears away&lt;br /&gt;There's never a forever thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All through the night&lt;br /&gt;I'll try so hard to be there somehow&lt;br /&gt;With you till the first signs of light&lt;br /&gt;Say the word and I'll come&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, don't you&lt;br /&gt;Cry.....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6eREN3tISg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6eREN3tISg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-do-dia_2355.html' title='Música do Dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-8520161228035860848</id><published>2009-09-11T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='System of a Down.'/><title type='text'>Música de hoje</title><content type='html'>Acordei ouvindo Lindsay Lohan... devia prever como seria meu dia, mas achei que ele não seria agoniado... não deu certo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;System of a Down - Roulette&lt;br /&gt;Composição: System Of A Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem but i can't explain,&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason why it should have been so plain,&lt;br /&gt;Have no questions but I sure have excuse,&lt;br /&gt;I lack the reason why I should be so confused,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;Around you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left a message but it ain't a bit of use,&lt;br /&gt;I have some pictures, the wild might be the deuce,&lt;br /&gt;Today you saw, you saw me, you explained,&lt;br /&gt;Playing the show and running down the plane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;I, I know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;Around you, around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;I, I know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,&lt;br /&gt;Around you, around you, around you, around you,&lt;br /&gt;around you...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KeLGwrlUMTM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KeLGwrlUMTM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, você pode estar ai se perguntando afinal, o que é que eu ouvi hoje de manhã pra achar que meu dia ia ser agoniado, estava ouvindo essa &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2Ld4YXlyGk"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just let me do&lt;br /&gt;The things I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be me&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why would you wanna bring me down&lt;br /&gt;I'm only having fun&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-8520161228035860848?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/8520161228035860848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-de-hoje.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8520161228035860848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8520161228035860848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/musica-de-hoje.html' title='Música de hoje'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1511931305129927344</id><published>2009-09-09T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:07:45.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBA de cara nova!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SqgXMqoW0SI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vcHzG_1dLGk/s1600-h/Collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SqgXMqoW0SI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vcHzG_1dLGk/s320/Collage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575261263483170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de falar de mim, quero mostrar meu mais novo filho, o blog do Orlando ganhou roupa nova feita por mim! =)&lt;br /&gt;De todos os meus últimos feitos online, este é, sem dúvida nenhuma um dos mais legais.&lt;br /&gt;Acessem o blog e confiram meu novo filho: &lt;a href="http://WWW.OBAGASTRONOMIA.COM.BR"&gt;OBA GASTRONOMIA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEIJOS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1511931305129927344?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1511931305129927344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/oba-de-cara-nova.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1511931305129927344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1511931305129927344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/oba-de-cara-nova.html' title='OBA de cara nova!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SqgXMqoW0SI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vcHzG_1dLGk/s72-c/Collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4335801635036400301</id><published>2009-09-09T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:07:45.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Música do Feriadão!</title><content type='html'>Acho que não teria música melhor pra definir o mood do feriadão...&lt;br /&gt;Cantarolar ela com a Pri no Domingo a noite e ouvir esta música enquanto colocava o Oba no ar de cara nova... momentos únicos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buena Vista Social Club - El Cuarto De Tula&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Sergio Siaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el barrio La Cachimba se ha formado la corredera&lt;br /&gt;En el barrio La Cachimba se ha formado la corredera&lt;br /&gt;Allá fueron los bomberos con sus campanas, sus sirenas&lt;br /&gt;Allá fueron los bomberos con sus campanas, sus sirenas&lt;br /&gt;Ay mamá, ¿qué pasó&lt;br /&gt;Ay mamá, qué pasó? x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cuarto de Tula; le cogió candela&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó dormida y no apagó la vela. x 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Que llamen a Ibrahim Ferrer, que busquen los bomberos!&lt;br /&gt;Que yo creo que Tula lo que quiere Señor es que le apaguen el fuego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cuarto de Tula; le cogió candela&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó dormida y no apagó la vela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, por ahí viene Eliades, en tremenda corredera&lt;br /&gt;Viene a observar el cuarto de Tula que ha cogido candela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cuarto de Tula; le cogió candela&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó dormida y no apagó la vela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlo' y Marco' están mirando este fuego&lt;br /&gt;Si ahora no se apaga, se apaga luego (candela)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cuarto de Tula; le cogió candela&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó dormida y no apagó la vela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puntillita ve y busca a Marco', pa' que busque al Sierra Maestra.&lt;br /&gt;Que vengan para acá rapido que La Tula, mira cogió candela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cuarto de Tula; le cogió candela&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó dormida y no apagó la vela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey Marcos, coge pronto el cubito y no te quedé allá fuera.&lt;br /&gt;Llénalo de agua y ven a apagar el cuarto de Tula que ha cogido candela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cuarto de Tula; le cogió candela&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó dormida y no apagó la vela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tula está encendida llama a los bomberos&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres candela ¡afina los cueros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cuarto de Tula; le cogió candela&lt;br /&gt;Se quedó dormida y no apagó la vela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dicho)&lt;br /&gt;Candela, muchacho&lt;br /&gt;Se volvió loco, Barbarito, ¡hay que ingresarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFM6GKK44Tk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFM6GKK44Tk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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Feriadão!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2087303331869122325</id><published>2009-09-04T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.195-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coldplay'/><title type='text'>Música de Ontem</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - Violet Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a long and dark December&lt;br /&gt;From the rooftops I remember&lt;br /&gt;There was snow white snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I remember&lt;br /&gt;From the windows they were watching&lt;br /&gt;While we froze down below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the future's architectured&lt;br /&gt;By a carnival of idiots on show&lt;br /&gt;You'd better lie low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love me&lt;br /&gt;Won't you let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a long and dark December&lt;br /&gt;When the banks became cathedrals&lt;br /&gt;And the fox became God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priests clutched onto bibles&lt;br /&gt;Hollowed out to fit their rifles&lt;br /&gt;And a cross held aloft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury me in armour&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dead and hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;My nerves are poles that unfroze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And If you love me&lt;br /&gt;Won't you let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a soldier&lt;br /&gt;With the captain of some sinking ship&lt;br /&gt;With stow, far below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you love me&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my love down to violet hill&lt;br /&gt;There we sat in snow&lt;br /&gt;All that time she was silent still&lt;br /&gt;Said if you love me won't you let me know?&lt;br /&gt;If you love me won't you let me know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IakDItZ7f7Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IakDItZ7f7Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Ontem'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-7784731847598421290</id><published>2009-09-03T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:09:04.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lembranças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Quando o Obrigada é pouco</title><content type='html'>Tem momentos na vida da gente que é impossível conter as lágrimas, hoje tive um desses e tem momentos que simplesmente é muito dificil dizer obrigada e achar q é suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem ainda falavam da minha garra pra seguir em frente, que trabalho desde muito cedo, nos piores lugares, com as piores situações... falaram também da minha fome e do meu frio. Ficamos felizes por isso ter passado. Hoje nem me sinto burguesa andando de taxi.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tem muita coisa na vida que marca na alma e quando aflora, você chora.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou uma pessoa muito fácil de agradar e fico feliz com tão pouco, você nem imagina.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho ralado tanto mas as contas só estão aumentando, ontem ainda deixei escapar meu nervosismo e a minha insatisfação com as contas... não tenho mais como sustentar as coisas como elas estão, não tenho pra onde correr.&lt;br /&gt;Mas dai alguém pensa em você e você se sente especial. Dias atrás falava da minha experiência com o Haagen Dasz, da emoção que foi sentar no meio fio e comer aquele sorvete numa tarde de verão. E sempre que falo de prazeres de comer coisas que desejava tanto, lembro disso. E como boa divagadora, acabo falando disso pra muita gente que está a minha volta, e não só falo... escrevo muito também.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o sol brilhou numa tarde de chuva, brilhou só pra mim! Enquanto estava lá, definindo o modelo do novo OBA! (novidades em breve!)... o Orlando me dá um mimo único, de 100ml, de morango... Haagen! Chorei! Alguém que me conhece a tão pouco tempo me fez tão feliz, com algo táo simples! Não é a questão do valor, muito menos da quantidade, me emocionou a lembrança. Sabe, aquela coisa mais simples: lembrou do que escrevi. Vida de blogueiro é tão estranha... A gente cria laços tão importantes em tão pouco tempo!E se emociona com simples detalhes.&lt;br /&gt;Detalhes simples, pessoas inesquecíveis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-7784731847598421290?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/7784731847598421290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/quando-o-obrigada-e-pouco.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7784731847598421290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7784731847598421290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/quando-o-obrigada-e-pouco.html' title='Quando o Obrigada é pouco'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-616287488568710326</id><published>2009-09-02T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:08:17.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tirinha da vez</title><content type='html'>Acho que todo mundo sabe do meu amor por tirinhas, amei essa aqui do Dahmer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/Sp6hYhMPeEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YbCX6n6O0M0/s1600-h/tirinha1288.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/Sp6hYhMPeEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YbCX6n6O0M0/s320/tirinha1288.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376912447725598786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ler mais, &lt;a href="http:/www.malvados.com.br"&gt;MALVADOS&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-616287488568710326?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/616287488568710326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/tirinha-da-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/616287488568710326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/616287488568710326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/09/tirinha-da-vez.html' title='Tirinha da vez'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/Sp6hYhMPeEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YbCX6n6O0M0/s72-c/tirinha1288.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-652881613881429433</id><published>2009-08-31T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:08:17.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><title type='text'>Cerejeira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpylW88IxRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NTDlIRvLaPs/s1600-h/cherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpylW88IxRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NTDlIRvLaPs/s320/cherry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376353868907595026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem um amigo me escreveu triste, tinha perdido uma amiga. Não, ela não morreu, mas vai deixar de ficar online pra conversar com ele.&lt;br /&gt;O mundo virtual torna a gente tão mais solidário, mais amigo, mais parceiro, mais unido até.&lt;br /&gt;Perder um amigo virtual dói muito mais que muito amigo na vida real, estes vão se afastando e a gente mal sente quando se foram.&lt;br /&gt;Amigos virtuais a gente sente falta rapidinho. É aquele nome que não pisca na sua tela, é aquele email que não vem mais, é o comentário que não lemos. A falta é imediata.&lt;br /&gt;Quando temos um amigo virtual, ele faz parte da vida da gente muito mais profundamente do que possa imaginar e sua falta deixa lacunas maiores que qualquer um possa prever. Eu também já vi meus amigos online indo embora, me deixando só. Porque você pode até não saber, mas cada um tem seu espaço no nosso tempo online, e não importa se é muito ou pouco, mas importa sim se ele é de qualidade e se faz a diferença na vida da gente. Pessoas assim, a gente acha muito poucas e fazem um tremendo rombo no peito da gente quando resolvem ir embora.&lt;br /&gt;A amizade por aqui tem momentos bem marcados, a gente lembra mais das coisas, primeiro email, primeiro comentário, aquela ajuda no momento dificil, tudo fica registrado com uma clareza tão grande. E acho que até a percepção de quanto uma pessoa nos ajuda é muito melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Ele sempre me falava dessa amiga dele, todos os dias. Ele tem um tremendo orgulho de ter ela como amiga e conversa mais com ela do que comigo! Mas ela precisa ir... e deixou ele aqui triste.&lt;br /&gt;Quem me conhece sabe que por mim já teria mandado um email pra ela, resolvendo toda a situação... pq me dói ver ele todo chateado e sinto uma parcela de culpa nisso tb... ai to aqui de coração apertado!&lt;br /&gt;Meu lado materno já dá vontade de colocar os dois no colo!&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou aqui filosofando sobre a cerejeira, enquanto escrevo para vocês até pq ainda não tirei "a foto" de cerejeira como gostaria! Mas quero que pensem na amizade como uma cerjeira... com seus galhos ramificados e delicados, que num determinado momento floresce, aquelas flores delicadas e de cor única... essas flores vão cobrindo os galhos e se destacam pela sua composição única, mas infelizmente são efêmeras e se vão... caindo flor por flor... forrando as calçadas mas a beleza fica gravada em nossa retina e mesmo que não esteja florida, a cerejeira sempre estará florida se guardada no nosso coração; até que venha florescer novamente na vida da gente. &lt;br /&gt;boa noite crianças... pensem nisso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-652881613881429433?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/652881613881429433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/cerejeira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/652881613881429433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/652881613881429433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/cerejeira.html' title='Cerejeira'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpylW88IxRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/NTDlIRvLaPs/s72-c/cherry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5820730611774956925</id><published>2009-08-31T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martinho da Vila'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>Se fosse pra escolher uma música pra representar esse fim de semana, seria essa.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, enquanto colocava meu pulmão pra fora de tanto tossir, ouvi essa música!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-FABJaDCKE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-FABJaDCKE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5820730611774956925?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5820730611774956925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5820730611774956925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5820730611774956925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/musica-do-dia.html' title='Música do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5173973198779442686</id><published>2009-08-28T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pretenders'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Pretenders - Don't Get Me Wrong&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Chrissie Hynde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;If I'm looking kind of dazzled&lt;br /&gt;I see neon lights&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you walk by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;If you say hello and I take a ride&lt;br /&gt;Upon a sea where the mystic moon&lt;br /&gt;Is playing havoc with the tide&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;if I'm acting so distracted&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;that go off when you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;if I split like light refracted&lt;br /&gt;I'm only off to wander&lt;br /&gt;across a moolit mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a while&lt;br /&gt;two people meet&lt;br /&gt;seemingly for no reason&lt;br /&gt;they just pass on the street&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly thunder showers everywhere&lt;br /&gt;who can explain the thunder and rain&lt;br /&gt;but there's something in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;if I come and go like fashion&lt;br /&gt;i might be great tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but hopeless yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;if i fall in the mode of fashion&lt;br /&gt;it might be unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;but let's not say so long&lt;br /&gt;it might just be fantastic&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-LA2j-P_lI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-LA2j-P_lI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/8387903270645343090-5173973198779442686?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5173973198779442686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/musica-do-dia_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5173973198779442686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5173973198779442686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/musica-do-dia_28.html' title='Música do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-7101162187850263540</id><published>2009-08-28T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:09:04.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>Me esqueçam, tem sol lá fora!</title><content type='html'>As coisas estão acontecendo.&lt;br /&gt;Acordei com o corpo dolorido, simplesmente está estranhando quando durmo mais que 5 horas.&lt;br /&gt;Essa coisa de folga na quinta é tão bom que nem sinto falta das férias! Ontem foi mais um daqueles dias largados sem nada pra fazer, bom demais, deu até preguiça de ir pra aula.&lt;br /&gt;Então as coisas vão caminhando e você começa a pensar no que vai fazer da sua vida, ontem entrei nesse looping enquanto tomava banho, mas já sai do banho pensando em outras coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Ando com muita vontade de almoçar no Parigot, faz tempo que não dá certo de ir almoçar lá, da última vez que passei lá, estava só com a grana do busão pra ir pra casa, estava literalmente zerada... saudade do francês com biquinho... hauhauahua&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo está reclamando que eu não estou dando atenção direito, que não estou mais disponível... Antes reclamavam de sempre estar em casa na frente do pc. Nunca dá pra agradar todo mundo, por vezes é até dificil de agradar a si mesmo. Então entendam: "estoy aqui, querendo te" como já diria a Shakira.&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei o livro "Era uma vez o amor mas tive que matá-lo (Música de Sex Pistols e Nirvana)" do Efraim Medina Reyes, apontado pela Saraiva como uma das revelações do cenário Latino de Literatura. Já estou na metade do livro, mas amei ele desde a primeira frase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Você me lembra um poema que não consigo lembrar uma canção que nunca existiu e um lugar aonde nunca teria ido".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estilo de escrever Carolinesko, confuso, com frases soltas pra você pensar o que quiser, você sente a angústia, muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;No mais o dia segue lento...mas quente, muito quente! tomara que o calor persista até o feriado, tenho uma laje me esperando!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos e até mais tarde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-7101162187850263540?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/7101162187850263540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-esquecam-tem-sol-la-fora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7101162187850263540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/7101162187850263540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-esquecam-tem-sol-la-fora.html' title='Me esqueçam, tem sol lá fora!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2298154046019474525</id><published>2009-08-27T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:09:04.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folga'/><title type='text'>E ela não acredita?</title><content type='html'>Sabe, essa música do dia está ai porque tem algo que me incomoda: odeio falar e falar e falar e continuar falando, e me pergutarem a mesma coisa...&lt;br /&gt;Mas falando de amenidades, quinta feira de sol, bom demais, fui pra rua resolver minha vidinha, sol no lombo.&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez não fui de V. Rex, fui de Dom Ático, micro ônibus... moderno que só vendo...&lt;br /&gt;Nhá dia de folga, máquina agora com o dobro de memória, bora tirar foto então.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/Spc-J133OGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/L30z3HgfPXA/s1600-h/uhhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/Spc-J133OGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/L30z3HgfPXA/s320/uhhu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374833019091105890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tarde fugi da aula... fiquei em casa...conversas e mais conversas, bom demais.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2298154046019474525?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/Spc-J133OGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/L30z3HgfPXA/s72-c/uhhu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4395539453267730971</id><published>2009-08-27T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geraldo Azevedo'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Geraldo Azevedo - Dona da Minha Cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dona da minha cabeça ela vem como um carnaval&lt;br /&gt;E toda paixão recomeça, ela é bonita, é demais&lt;br /&gt;Não há um porto seguro, futuro também não há&lt;br /&gt;Mas faz tanta diferença quando ela dança, dança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita demais&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita, bonita&lt;br /&gt;Digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita demais&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita, é bonita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dona da minha cabeça quero tanto lhe ver chegar&lt;br /&gt;Quero saciar minha sede milhões de vezes, milhões de vezes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na força dessa beleza é que eu sinto firmeza e paz&lt;br /&gt;Por isso nunca desapareça&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me esqueça, eu não te esqueço jamais&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita demais&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita, bonita&lt;br /&gt;Digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita demais&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo e ela não acredita, ela é bonita, é bonita&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3233975751046351550</id><published>2009-08-27T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:09:04.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ciúme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IRRITAÇÃO'/><title type='text'>Ainda sobre ontem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpaGRq9-rRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/R7_0YksOwY0/s1600-h/100_4644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpaGRq9-rRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/R7_0YksOwY0/s320/100_4644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374630843463413010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpaGe-Wcl1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Wi7-Ko8Lb1I/s1600-h/100_4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpaGe-Wcl1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Wi7-Ko8Lb1I/s320/100_4645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374631072004609874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3233975751046351550?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3233975751046351550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpStfCTShFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6J7V2nS1VAU/s1600-h/100_4640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpStfCTShFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/6J7V2nS1VAU/s320/100_4640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374111004065170514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o sono tomou conta de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos mil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4042926028289430903?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/4042926028289430903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/sem-note-na-aula.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4042926028289430903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4042926028289430903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/sem-note-na-aula.html' title='Sem note na aula'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SpSpCcykrFI/AAAAAAAAANs/WFl6JQsefMI/s72-c/100_4638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2821284269541246681</id><published>2009-08-25T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guadalupe Pineda'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia</title><content type='html'>Acordei com vontade de ouvir esta aqui, uma das mais tristes que conheço... e gosto tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guadalupe Pineda - Historia de un amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no estas mas a mi lado corazon&lt;br /&gt;En el alma solo tengo soledad&lt;br /&gt;Y si ya no puedo verte&lt;br /&gt;Por que Dios me hiso quererte&lt;br /&gt;Para a serme sufrir mas&lt;br /&gt;Siempre fuiste la rason de mi existir&lt;br /&gt;Adorarte para mi fue religion&lt;br /&gt;En tus brasos encontravan&lt;br /&gt;El amor que me brintava&lt;br /&gt;El calor de tu pasion&lt;br /&gt;Refren:&lt;br /&gt;Es la historia de un amor&lt;br /&gt;Como no hay otro igual&lt;br /&gt;Que me iso comprender todo el bien todo el mal&lt;br /&gt;Que le dio luz a mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Pagando la despues&lt;br /&gt;Ay que noche tan oscuro&lt;br /&gt;Todo fue a revolver&lt;br /&gt;Ya no estas mas a mi lado corazon&lt;br /&gt;En el alma solo tengo soledad&lt;br /&gt;Y si ya no puedo verte&lt;br /&gt;Por que Dios me hiso quererte&lt;br /&gt;Para a serme sufrir mas&lt;br /&gt;Refren:...&lt;br /&gt;Ya no estas mas a mi lado corazon&lt;br /&gt;En el alma solo tengo soledad&lt;br /&gt;Y si ya no puedo verte&lt;br /&gt;Por que Dios me hiso quererte&lt;br /&gt;Para a serme sufrïr mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qHe-xm9HN5A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qHe-xm9HN5A&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2821284269541246681?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1772918824601704602</id><published>2009-08-20T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul McCartney'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Paul McCartney - No More Lonely Nights&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Paul McCartney / Linda McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait another day until I call you&lt;br /&gt;You've only got my heart on a string and everything a-flutter&lt;br /&gt;But another lonely night might take forever&lt;br /&gt;We've only got each other to blame&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same to me love&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know what I feel to be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;No more lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;You're my guiding light&lt;br /&gt;Day or night I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I never miss the thrill of being near you&lt;br /&gt;And if it takes a couple of years&lt;br /&gt;To turn your tears to laughter&lt;br /&gt;I will do what I feel to be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;Never be another&lt;br /&gt;No more lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;You're my guiding light&lt;br /&gt;Day or night I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;And I won't go away until you tell me so&lt;br /&gt;No I'll never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know what I feel to be right&lt;br /&gt;No more lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;Never be another&lt;br /&gt;No more lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;You're my guiding light&lt;br /&gt;Day or night I'm always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't go away until you tell me so&lt;br /&gt;No I'll never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't go away until you tell me so&lt;br /&gt;No I'll never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ah2ywKPfnTc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ah2ywKPfnTc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1772918824601704602?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3122053413512584155</id><published>2009-08-18T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oswaldo Montenegro'/><title type='text'>Musica do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oswaldo Montenegro - Agonia&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Mongol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse resolver&lt;br /&gt;iria te dizer&lt;br /&gt;foi minha agonia&lt;br /&gt;Se eu tentasse entender&lt;br /&gt;por mais que eu me esforçasse&lt;br /&gt;eu não conseguiria&lt;br /&gt;E aqui no coração &lt;br /&gt;eu sei que vou morrer&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco a cada dia&lt;br /&gt;E sem que se perceba&lt;br /&gt;A gente se encontra&lt;br /&gt;Pra uma outra folia&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou pensar que é festa&lt;br /&gt;Vou dançar, cantar&lt;br /&gt;é minha garantia&lt;br /&gt;E vou contagiar diversos corações&lt;br /&gt;com minha euforia&lt;br /&gt;E a amargura e o tempo&lt;br /&gt;vão deixar meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;minha alma vazia&lt;br /&gt;E sem que se perceba a gente se encontra&lt;br /&gt;pra uma outra folia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/16hWgNNC_Uo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/16hWgNNC_Uo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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Dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2280457309665625437</id><published>2009-08-17T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:26.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Saints'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Saints - Always Something There To Remind Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk along those city streets you used to walk along with me&lt;br /&gt;And every step I take recalls how much in love we used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget you&lt;br /&gt;When there is always something there to remind me?&lt;br /&gt;Always something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;I was born to love you&lt;br /&gt;And I will never be free&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to&lt;br /&gt;share&lt;br /&gt;Just go back to the places where we used to go&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget you&lt;br /&gt;When there is always something there to remind me?&lt;br /&gt;Always something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;I was born to love you&lt;br /&gt;And I will never be free&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh-ooo-ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to&lt;br /&gt;share&lt;br /&gt;Just come back to the places where we used to go&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget you&lt;br /&gt;When there is always something there to remind me?&lt;br /&gt;Always something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;I was born to love you&lt;br /&gt;And I will never be free&lt;br /&gt;When there is&lt;br /&gt;When there is&lt;br /&gt;When, there, is&lt;br /&gt;Always something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Always something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Always something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KysD1mPg1is&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KysD1mPg1is&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" 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Ganhei essa de presente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zFIHAHkm52w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zFIHAHkm52w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5791496748326129747?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5791496748326129747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/musica-do-dia_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5791496748326129747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5791496748326129747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/08/musica-do-dia_11.html' title='Musica do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4827753972459565371</id><published>2009-07-28T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.256-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Rabbit'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eddie Rabbit - Driving My Life Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the midnight headlight find you on a rainy night&lt;br /&gt;steep grade up ahead slow me down makin no time&lt;br /&gt;gotta keep rollin&lt;br /&gt;those windshield wipers slappin out a tempo&lt;br /&gt;keepin perfect rhythm with the song on the radio&lt;br /&gt;gotta keep rolling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a better way, for me&lt;br /&gt;ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the truck stop cutie comin' on to me&lt;br /&gt;tried to talk me into a ride said I wouldn't be sorry&lt;br /&gt;but she was just a baby&lt;br /&gt;Hey waitress pour me another cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;pop me down jack me up shoot me out flyin' down the highway&lt;br /&gt;lookin for the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a better way, for me&lt;br /&gt;ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the midnight headlight find you on a rainy night&lt;br /&gt;steep grade up ahead slow me down makin no time&lt;br /&gt;gotta keep rollin&lt;br /&gt;those windshield wipers slappin out a tempo&lt;br /&gt;keepin perfect rhythm with the song on the radio&lt;br /&gt;gotta keep rolling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a better way, for me&lt;br /&gt;ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a sunny day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PtClFWTIyc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PtClFWTIyc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4827753972459565371?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/4827753972459565371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4827753972459565371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4827753972459565371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_28.html' title='Musica do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1301986736087595612</id><published>2009-07-24T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nat King Cole'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia</title><content type='html'>Fim de tarde, confissões no msn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole - Te quiero dijiste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muñequita linda&lt;br /&gt;de cabellos de oro,&lt;br /&gt;de dientes de perla,&lt;br /&gt;labios de rubí,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dime si me quieres&lt;br /&gt;como yo te adoro,&lt;br /&gt;si de mí te acuerdas&lt;br /&gt;como yo de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya veces escucho&lt;br /&gt;un eco divino&lt;br /&gt;que envuelto en la brisa&lt;br /&gt;parece decir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si te quiero mucho&lt;br /&gt;mucho, mucho, mucho,&lt;br /&gt;tanto como entonces,&lt;br /&gt;siempre hasta morir.&lt;br /&gt;...siempre hasta morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JLjP3lxMPvQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JLjP3lxMPvQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisa mais gostosa de se ouvir, numa tarde fria... vontade da minha cama, de cobertor, de um colo quente, um bom cochilo com as mãos no peito...&lt;br /&gt;Vontade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1301986736087595612?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1301986736087595612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1301986736087595612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1301986736087595612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_24.html' title='Musica do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1045059712154716771</id><published>2009-07-23T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allen - Lande'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia?</title><content type='html'>Meu dia ontem foi sem música...estranho por demais...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é essa que tá tocando no mp3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Allen &amp; Lande - When Time Doesn't Heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the colors would come back&lt;br /&gt;The days would return&lt;br /&gt;To something I can understand&lt;br /&gt;I'll believe winter will change&lt;br /&gt;Turning into spring someday soon&lt;br /&gt;But the ice won´t melt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I thought the memories wouldn't be so strong&lt;br /&gt;And all would fade away&lt;br /&gt;And I could move on&lt;br /&gt;I believed to found something new inside&lt;br /&gt;To chase away the darkness in my mind&lt;br /&gt;But I still cannot find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a single soul is crying&lt;br /&gt;When the world around is dying&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can feel what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Well, sit right here beside me&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about&lt;br /&gt;When time doesn´t heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like my wounds are too deep&lt;br /&gt;The pain won´t leave me&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever go away?&lt;br /&gt;I thought the cold would disappear&lt;br /&gt;And the sun would come and melt this frozen world I live in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the single soul is crying&lt;br /&gt;When the world around is dying&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can feel what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Come and sit here right beside me&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you&lt;br /&gt;When time doesn´t heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ooooooooooooooou&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuuuuuuu yeaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;When will my wounds ever heal ???&lt;br /&gt;OUUU YEAAAAAAAAAHHHH &lt;&lt;&lt; huahuahauhauhau&lt;br /&gt;Come on and heal me now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I thought the colors would come back&lt;br /&gt;The days would return&lt;br /&gt;To something I can understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a single soul is crying&lt;br /&gt;When the world around is dying&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can feel what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Well, sit here right beside me&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you&lt;br /&gt;That time doesn´t heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PXnZ346PmyM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PXnZ346PmyM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me mandou essa música, me pediu perdão pelas coisas que me fez passar e eu perdoei mesmo sem ter mais o que perdoar, porque ao contrário do que diz a música, o tempo cura qualquer coisa, basta a gente deixar curar... Mas sempre que escuto essa música sinto saudade, de coisas que não voltam mais, mas que foram boas enquanto duraram.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1045059712154716771?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1045059712154716771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1045059712154716771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1045059712154716771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_23.html' title='Musica do dia?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5862575829342393286</id><published>2009-07-18T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Señor Coconut'/><title type='text'>Musica do Dia</title><content type='html'>Lembra aquele DVD no Deep Purple que eu achei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tava ouvindo com o Le (mesmo que a km de distância) essa versão aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Puc0ZiVRESU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Puc0ZiVRESU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cha cha cha, que rico cha cha cha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito interessante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5862575829342393286?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5862575829342393286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5862575829342393286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5862575829342393286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_18.html' title='Musica do Dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2480461322901885590</id><published>2009-07-14T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving Abel'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia?</title><content type='html'>O clipe tem a letra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTUznlG9jpE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTUznlG9jpE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra entender meu fim de noite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2480461322901885590?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/2480461322901885590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2480461322901885590'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dire Straits - So Far Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am again in this mean old town,&lt;br /&gt;And you're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Now where are you when the sun goes down,&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;So far I just can't see.&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being in love and being all alone,&lt;br /&gt;When you're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of making out on the telephone,&lt;br /&gt;Cos you're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;So far I just can't see.&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get so tired when I have to explain,&lt;br /&gt;That you're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;See you've been in the sun and I've been in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And you're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;So far I just can't see.&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Take it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away.&lt;br /&gt;You're so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;(You're so far.)&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;(You're so far.)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're so far away from me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hVKG9wFelk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hVKG9wFelk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" 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href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_13.html' title='Musica do dia?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1772314536164096778</id><published>2009-07-12T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpions'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpions - Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Exchange the cold days for the sun&lt;br /&gt;Good times and fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Exchange your troubles for some love&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the sun you will come&lt;br /&gt;To the island without name&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the sun be welcome&lt;br /&gt;On the island many miles away from home&lt;br /&gt;Be welcome on the island without name&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the sun be welcome&lt;br /&gt;On the island without name&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordei resmungando isso hoje, bem propício... Sempre procurei por essa ilha com lugar ao sol...&lt;br /&gt;Procurando achei essa versão do próprio Scorpions que acho mais adequada pro mood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7rwuRGXQ5-g&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7rwuRGXQ5-g&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1772314536164096778?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1772314536164096778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1772314536164096778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1772314536164096778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_12.html' title='Musica do dia?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5336420156460701333</id><published>2009-07-10T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyldon'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia?</title><content type='html'>Então tá, é claro que acordei atrasada hoje, mas acordei cantando isso hoje. Por que? Não sei... as sinapses cerebrais dão voltas que a gente nem imagina, desenterrar músicas que o pai ouvia quando eu era filhota... mas acordei cantarolando o "larga de ser boba e vem comigo"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Na Sombra de Uma Árvore - Hyldon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larga de ser boba e vem comigo&lt;br /&gt;Existe um mundo novo e quero te mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Que não se aprende em nenhum livro&lt;br /&gt;Basta ter coragem pra se libertar, viver, amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que valem as luzes da cidade&lt;br /&gt;Se no meu caminho a luz é natural&lt;br /&gt;Descansar na sombra de uma árvore&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo os pássaros cantar, cantar, é... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diferente vai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8AW8CgzSJw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8AW8CgzSJw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5336420156460701333?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5336420156460701333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5336420156460701333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5336420156460701333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_10.html' title='Musica do dia?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-6238213628618143253</id><published>2009-07-09T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Parsons Project'/><title type='text'>Musica do Dia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alan Parsons Project - Eye In The Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think sorry's easily said&lt;br /&gt;Don't try turning tables instead&lt;br /&gt;You've taken lots of chances before&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna give anymore&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;That's how it goes&lt;br /&gt;Cause part of me knows what you're thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say words you're gonna regret&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the fire rush to your head&lt;br /&gt;I've heard the accusation before&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't gonna take anymore&lt;br /&gt;Believe me&lt;br /&gt;The sun in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Made some of the lies worth believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I am the eye in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you&lt;br /&gt;I can read your mind&lt;br /&gt;I am the maker of rules&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with fools&lt;br /&gt;I can cheat you blind&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need to see anymore&lt;br /&gt;To know that&lt;br /&gt;I can read your mind (4 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave false illusions behind&lt;br /&gt;Don't Cry I ain't changing my mind&lt;br /&gt;So find another fool like before&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't gonna live anymore believing&lt;br /&gt;Some of the lies while all of the signs are deceiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4R0NWL0Ff_k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4R0NWL0Ff_k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-6238213628618143253?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/6238213628618143253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6238213628618143253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/6238213628618143253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia.html' title='Musica do Dia?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-4064395018714079419</id><published>2009-07-08T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Musica do dia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run To Me - Bee Gees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever you got rain in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;someone has hurt you, and torn you apart,&lt;br /&gt;am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let it be like they said it would be -&lt;br /&gt;me loving you girl, and you loving me.&lt;br /&gt;Am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to me whenever you're lonely. (to love me)&lt;br /&gt;Run to me if you need a shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Now and then, you need someone older,&lt;br /&gt;so darling, you run to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're out in the cold,&lt;br /&gt;no one beside you, and no one to hold,&lt;br /&gt;am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you've got nothing to lose,&lt;br /&gt;nothing to pay for, nothing to choose,&lt;br /&gt;am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to me whenever you're lonely. (to love me)&lt;br /&gt;Run to me if you need a shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Now and then you need someone older,&lt;br /&gt;so darling, you run to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUey70KerkA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUey70KerkA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-4064395018714079419?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/4064395018714079419/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4064395018714079419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/4064395018714079419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/musica-do-dia_08.html' title='Musica do dia?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2602655862482083522</id><published>2009-07-02T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pesadelos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loucuras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doente'/><title type='text'>Merece um a parte</title><content type='html'>Essa noite tive febre... e pelo jeito ela foi alta a noite toda...&lt;br /&gt;Tive pesadelo...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que estava no ap da mãe, e queria saber se a Camila estava dando em cima do meu ex namorado... e liguei pra ela dizendo que era da polícia e fiz um monte de perguntas pra ela... Depois tudo ficou confuso e lembro da Si me dizendo que a polícvia estava vindo pra me prender por falsidade ideológica.&lt;br /&gt;Eu lembro de ter levado um tiro... do silêncio que se fez  enquanto eu caia... era um tiro pelas costas... mas foi passante... gosto de sangue na boca...&lt;br /&gt;Eu começava a correr...e corria muito... e eu olhava para trás e via meu sangue se dissolvendo no ar como se o ar fosse um imenso tanque dágua... sensações surreais.&lt;br /&gt;(Sempre que corro em sonhos estou de jaqueta de couro... jeans e descalça...)&lt;br /&gt;Eu corria muito e tropeçava... fiz meu roteiro todo pelo centro correndo, quando cheguei na frente do Cefet, mais um tiro, senti uma dor no ombro e acordei...&lt;br /&gt;Estava com 38 de febre... com a camiseta ensopada... tentando entender... checando o corpo pra ver se estava tudo no lugar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora te pergunto: "Quem é Camila???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nada melhor que desenterrar o hino Carolinesko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sheryl Crow - Run, Baby, Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)Where she knows she still belongs&lt;br /&gt;And she smiles the secret smile&lt;br /&gt;Because she knows exactly how&lt;br /&gt;To carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So run baby run baby run baby run(...)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JoXkVN6xYs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JoXkVN6xYs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2602655862482083522?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/2602655862482083522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/merece-um-parte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2602655862482083522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2602655862482083522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/07/merece-um-parte.html' title='Merece um a parte'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1802782884997729411</id><published>2009-05-13T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>a Primeira do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/djk38TRlr6M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/djk38TRlr6M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1802782884997729411?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1802782884997729411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/05/primeira-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1802782884997729411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1802782884997729411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/05/primeira-do-dia.html' title='a Primeira do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-3752894298094343304</id><published>2009-05-11T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Adeus.</title><content type='html'>Ah...&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse tchau ontem com gosto de até logo, foi tão bom!&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem, passei mal de ontem pra hoje, a janta de ontem simplesmente me fez muito mal!&lt;br /&gt;Aff...&lt;br /&gt;Atendi o telefone hoje de manhã bem cedo. Conversa tensa, sobre assuntos que já não tem mais volta, sobre conversas que já não me dizem nada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;- Mas por que não?&lt;br /&gt;- Porque não quero, porque não dá mais, porque chega!&lt;br /&gt;- Mas eu ainda gosto de vc!&lt;br /&gt;- Eu lamento, mas pra vc é adeus...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... que coisa! Essa coisa de a água tanto bate até que fura tá certa! furou meu saco, esgotou minha paciência. Afinal, hoje faz um ano que me separei. Tinha que marcar presença...&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que salvar o dia, voltar a momentos gostosos!&lt;br /&gt;Nhá, tão bom ouvir a voz e lembrar do cheiro, do toque... lembrar de tudo! Realmente a vida ganha novos aspectos, nova bagagem!&lt;br /&gt;Mas a manhã foi super tensa! E a tarde tb está começando esquisita...(em tempo, a tarde está esquisita!)&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é aquele dia que vou chegar em casa e botar a música pra ouvir e cantar, cantar muito...até transbordar o coração!&lt;br /&gt;E pra celebrar o mood do dia de hoje:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurent Wolf - No Stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna work today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;Just take it easy cause there's no stress&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not an awful crime,&lt;br /&gt;Something special in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna cause me distress&lt;br /&gt;I text my baby on her phone,&lt;br /&gt;Try to get her sexy body on&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I wanna spend my day&lt;br /&gt;Got to find an alibi&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't wanna waste my time&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel distress&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NwFkBrmuuM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NwFkBrmuuM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-3752894298094343304?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/3752894298094343304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/05/adeus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3752894298094343304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/3752894298094343304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/05/adeus.html' title='Adeus.'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2451928778785543321</id><published>2009-04-17T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Música do dia</title><content type='html'>É... Carol embalada pra presente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lI2FEnxL9Wg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lI2FEnxL9Wg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2451928778785543321?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/2451928778785543321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/musica-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2451928778785543321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2451928778785543321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/musica-do-dia.html' title='Música do dia'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1716988925654922601</id><published>2009-04-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>olha que fofo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwFS69nA-1w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwFS69nA-1w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1716988925654922601?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1716988925654922601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/olha-que-fofo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1716988925654922601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1716988925654922601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/olha-que-fofo.html' title='olha que fofo!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1312230634374719092</id><published>2009-04-09T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Cuuuuuuuuuuuuba!</title><content type='html'>Então, cá estou eu num dia "Latino".&lt;br /&gt;O last resolveu puxar meu saco e fez um playlist oldie de manhã! só coisa boa tocando pra mim... reflexo do que escuto!&lt;br /&gt;O que será que iria rolar a tarde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;- Olha lá qual é o primeiro cd da pilha... em cima do suporte redondinho&lt;br /&gt;- Nossa, vc ainda tem? (Seleção de salsa by K2Carol)...Achei que vc nem tivesse mais esse cd!&lt;br /&gt;- Pelo contrário, escuto ele todo dia&lt;br /&gt;- Tenho músicas novas no repertório, se quser gravo um novo pra vc...&lt;br /&gt;- Hum... mas só essas eu dançei com vc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, o last resolveu tirar pó de todo o meu repertório de música latina... tarde quente... sangue latino borbulhando na veia... bom muito bom!&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei um mimo de páscoa da minha cliente... muito delicado... pessoas especiais...&lt;br /&gt;Cá estou eu divagando... sol, calor, brisa, praia... as crianças correndo no gramado... sorvete de flocos... tarde quente e eu aqui pensando em vc!&lt;br /&gt;Tarde quente... cabeça a mil...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1312230634374719092?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1312230634374719092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuuuuuuuuuuuuba.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1312230634374719092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1312230634374719092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuuuuuuuuuuuuba.html' title='Cuuuuuuuuuuuuba!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5470366001112893620</id><published>2009-04-07T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frengo'/><title type='text'>Tudo é uma questão de ajustes</title><content type='html'>Acho que muita coisa dá prs ajustar...&lt;br /&gt;Começei o dia com ajuste de horário... pra conseguir chegar na casa da cliente... chegando lá mais ajustes porque &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"na minha cabeça não ia ficar desse jeito"&lt;/span&gt;, me repetia ela pelo celular... Além de ajustes locais, sempre temos que ajustar a nossa percepção das coisas, por vezes salvamos na memória uma situação e em face de outras parecidas; acabamos adotando as mesmas resoluções... Soluções padrões não resolvem muito...&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando você pega a calculadora e soma tudo, descobre que tem muito mais do que esperava! Bom, muito bom! Todos estes ajustes tem valido a pena no fim das contas.&lt;br /&gt;Me peguei pensando que agora q estou 100% avulsa sobra mais dindin pra mim, finalmente vou ter grana pra mim depois de tudo e de tanto tempo!&lt;br /&gt;O sono bate, mas sabe como é, driblar o sono e bora fazer pasta de montagem...&lt;br /&gt;Conversas aqui e ali, terapeuta online 24 horas...&lt;br /&gt;Ontem o Coelho da páscoa me escreveu! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Já estou de orelhas... esperando!"&lt;/span&gt; mesmo com o Frengo barganhando pra ficar com meus chocolates... novamente entre não gostar e não poder.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem tb tive um problema com a Smirnoff... a Vodka sempre aparece pra complicar as coisas, fantasmas do passado rondando novamente...me irritei, fazer o q? conversas etílicas costumam me irritar...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"antes ele do que eu"&lt;/span&gt; me dizia meu fígado...&lt;br /&gt;Fui dormir irritada...&lt;br /&gt;E acordei rindo... obras em casa sempre me divertem...as pessoas abrem as portas da sua casa e não sabem o que vão encontrar lá dentro... huahuahauhauha.&lt;br /&gt;Fiz o café, está fresco, vc quer?&lt;br /&gt;Hum... isso me lembra o Titicaca sentado na minha frente me chamando de Ca &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(que eu particularmente odeio... Carol ainda vá... mas Cá... aff)&lt;/span&gt;, me pedindo prazo pra me pagar no mês seguinte... q novela!&lt;br /&gt;Outra coisa que sempre foi bom de ouvir mas que tomou outro aspecto recentemente:meu nome... sempre gostei quando o namorado, o marido chamava de Carolina... mas sexta feira, Carolina dito pela boca do ex... aff foi péssimo!mas isso vai passar, eu sei q vai!&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto é isso...&lt;br /&gt;Ontem estava ouvindo essa antes de dormir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeQ8NUtb1pk"&gt;CORINNE BAILEY RAE - TILL IT HAPPENS TO YOU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to feel like heaven&lt;br /&gt;Used to feel like may&lt;br /&gt;I used to hear those violins playing our strings like a symphony&lt;br /&gt;now they've gone, away&lt;br /&gt;nobody wants to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;but you wont believe what love can do&lt;br /&gt;till it happens to you&lt;br /&gt;till it happens to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5470366001112893620?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5470366001112893620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/tudo-e-uma-questao-de-ajustes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5470366001112893620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5470366001112893620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/04/tudo-e-uma-questao-de-ajustes.html' title='Tudo é uma questão de ajustes'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1363884248620075916</id><published>2009-03-18T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='não salvo'/><title type='text'>Chove lá fora e aqui</title><content type='html'>Tá bom, cade a previsão do tempo de calor surreal?&lt;br /&gt;Só pq  meus planos infalíveis, faliram, não precisava avacalhar com o resto.&lt;br /&gt;Tempo feio lá fora, preciso me animar:&lt;br /&gt;Ai, vamos nós pro &lt;a href="http://www.naosalvo.com.br/vc/" target="_blank"&gt;NÃO SALVO&lt;/a&gt; e olha isso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/ScGZwkidqeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XLC-FSDAxjQ/s1600-h/comeu-e-nao-pagou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/ScGZwkidqeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XLC-FSDAxjQ/s320/comeu-e-nao-pagou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314698094994893282" /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois que falam mal de gaúcho eles dizem que é maldade da gente!&lt;br /&gt;Não satisfeita, mandei esse aqui pra Isa:&lt;a href="http://www.naosalvo.com.br/vc/voce-tem-gato-o-nao-salvo-te-ensina-a-ficar-esperto-com-seu-felino/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMO SABER SE SEU GATO QUER TE MATAR&lt;/a&gt; também deliciosamente encontrado no Não Salvo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas também tem essa coisa fofa aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/ScGaLxgfyoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gB5rdxgWIC0/s1600-h/liniers+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/ScGaLxgfyoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gB5rdxgWIC0/s320/liniers+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314698562332772994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; NHÓ - PARTE I&lt;br /&gt;São cartoons do &lt;a href="http://www.porliniers.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ricardo Liners&lt;/a&gt; que tem no site as melhores publicações da série Macanudo entre outras. Gostei até da música do site!&lt;br /&gt;Pra música do dia vou deixar esta aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tEROk-Y27Q" target="_blank"&gt;GWEN STEFANI - SWEET ESCAPE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cause I've been acting like sour milk all on the floor&lt;br /&gt;It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLESMENTE IMPOSSÍVEL DE CANTAR ESSA PARTE JUNTO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1363884248620075916?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1363884248620075916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/chove-la-fora-e-aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1363884248620075916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1363884248620075916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/chove-la-fora-e-aqui.html' title='Chove lá fora e aqui'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/ScGZwkidqeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XLC-FSDAxjQ/s72-c/comeu-e-nao-pagou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-1592581354257746617</id><published>2009-03-17T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Ditando o ritmo</title><content type='html'>Tem horas que tudo que se quer é ter o controle do tempo, seu... e dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;O caminho aponta pro norte, mas as vezes tem um sacana com um imã na tampa da bussola.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, não deu certo, vambora fazer os planos de volta!&lt;br /&gt;Sim, fim de semana pela frente pra decidir o que fazer...&lt;br /&gt;Mas já que estamos falando em ditar o ritmo, bora levantar o astral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ngf5Oo_XrjI" target = "_blank"&gt;LADY GAGA - POKER FACE&lt;/A&gt; ou quem sabe &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WqUQ3PQrQAY" target="_blank"&gt;LADY GAGA - BEAUTIFUL, DIRTY, RICH&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe dá pra achar um meio termo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQ4zObtAOuI" target="_blank"&gt;GOTAN PROJECT - MI CONFESION&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou eu posso tentar uma banda nova fazendo som antigo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_XC2mqcMMGQ" target="_blank"&gt;VAMPIRE WEEKEND - A PUNK&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, assim como meu fim de semana, tenho que decidir o resto do mood da semana...&lt;br /&gt;Mas pra música do dia vou deixar essa aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9kfR82IB8fU" target="_blank"&gt;BASIA BULAT - THE PILGRIMING VALEY&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-1592581354257746617?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/1592581354257746617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/ditando-o-ritmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1592581354257746617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/1592581354257746617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/ditando-o-ritmo.html' title='Ditando o ritmo'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-5256326236543246884</id><published>2009-03-12T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Passaram pela vitrolinha hoje...</title><content type='html'>Dia solto, sem muita coisa pra se fazer, mas passaram coisas novas pela vitrolinha, não tem como não registrar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMGq_6GouyI" target="_blank"&gt;FEIST - BRANDY ALEXANDER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a voz dela sempre me relaxa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vdSeQNskygY" target="_blank"&gt;NAZARETH - LITTLE PART OF YOU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I only want a little part of you"... delicia de batucar na mesa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElY5Gr845Fw" target="_blank"&gt;GABRIELLA CILME - SWEET ABOUT ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me lembrou a Duffy e tem um Q de Amy também, mas curti o conjunto, a mudança de ritmo e as mudanças de tom pra cantar...E se você gostar, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajPuJ9vcPOA" target="_blank"&gt;ESCUTE AQUI&lt;/a&gt; essa outra dela...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1FCKKFxw4o" target="_blank"&gt;ZERO ASSOLUTO - SEMPLICEMENTE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vc ve, está cantarolando: "semplicemente... parapapapapa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-5256326236543246884?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/5256326236543246884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/passaram-pela-vitrolinha-hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5256326236543246884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/5256326236543246884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/passaram-pela-vitrolinha-hoje.html' title='Passaram pela vitrolinha hoje...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-8005591353318017321</id><published>2009-03-12T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Depois fiquei pensando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ontem deveria ter postado outra música pra fechar aquele post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="sz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ludov -A Espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   Eu quase não consigo lembrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quanto tempo passei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sem sair do lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esperando eu não sei o quê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que eu posso esperar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s0bf6mlfx5k" target="_blank"&gt;ESCUTE AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (NUMA VERSÃO BEM INTERESSANTE DA ORIGINAL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beijones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-8005591353318017321?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/8005591353318017321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/depois-fiquei-pensando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8005591353318017321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8005591353318017321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/depois-fiquei-pensando.html' title='Depois fiquei pensando...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-340106540888388758</id><published>2009-03-11T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ansiedade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fila'/><title type='text'>A Espera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eu tenho um problema severo pra lidar com essa coisa da espera;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;principalmente quando eu não sei ao certo o que estou esperando, receosa demais, as coisas vão ficando quentes e volumosas, sensação de abafado. Para que eu quero descer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lá vou eu, 5 horas da manhã, pilha de documentos ( e descubro que tem gente acostumada com fila, que entende de fila, que já faz amigos na fila, que já sabe todos os truques e manhas pra ser bem sucedido ao enfrentar uma fila - e eu lá me sentindo gringa...). Agonia sem fim que durou meia hora, mas pareceu uma eternidade...&lt;br /&gt;Oba! mais uma fila, a pessoa que tira as fotocópias já sabe até melhor que o posto, que documentos vc precisa da cópia...velhos rostos em novas filas...&lt;br /&gt;Oba! fila de novo, e dai que o ônibus tá lotado, é claro q cabe mais um dentro, tem que caber, senão vou me atrasar pro trampo.&lt;br /&gt;Trampo... ficar acordada, de olhos abertos até que não foi tão dificil... agora, não em faça pensar, por favor! Total vegetal na frente do monitor...&lt;br /&gt;Almoçei e esperei... e esperei. Caramba, ainda são 14 horas???&lt;br /&gt;E esperei mais um pouco...&lt;br /&gt;Sim o site tava certo... de novo, chuva...&lt;br /&gt;Ah, queria minha caminha... meu pijamis... mas uma hora ele vem.&lt;br /&gt;Antes disso subir as fotos novas pro flickr.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou... tá na hora...&lt;br /&gt;Uma musiquinha pra relaxar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whatever Lola wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 id="sz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sarah Vaughan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;I always get, what I aim for&lt;br /&gt;And your heart and soul, is what I came for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-g5YNPzr8NM" target="_blank"&gt;ESCUTE AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beijones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até amanhã!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8387903270645343090-340106540888388758?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/340106540888388758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/espera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/340106540888388758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/340106540888388758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/espera.html' title='A Espera'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-8182705088614763909</id><published>2009-03-09T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fontes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bebidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tatoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lugares abandonados'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pneumonia'/><title type='text'>E eu não estava errada</title><content type='html'>Sim, as sensações se confirmaram...&lt;br /&gt;Semana começou estranha, dor de cabeça, nova chapa do pulmão (lá vou eu fazer relatório das fraturas pro médico...) e uns projetos truncados pra fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Cozinha de 1x1 e um monte de eletro do tamanho de um bonde! Pra ajudar bati a testa na mesa quando me abaixei pra pegar minha lapiseira ( será q a dor de cabeça não pode ser disso?).&lt;br /&gt;Nisso aparece sempre alguém pra salvar a tarde, pra me dar uma conversa com conteúdo no meio da tarde... tá bom, espera 10 minutos pela resposta, mas dá certo no final!&lt;br /&gt;Acessei uma porrada de sites hoje:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbWzXksWdgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QiixeSoCjCg/s1600-h/sk93.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbWzXksWdgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QiixeSoCjCg/s320/sk93.6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311348553121428994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amei as fotos &lt;a href="www.lostamerica.com" target="_blank"&gt;deste site&lt;/a&gt;, sou suspeita pq amo foto de lugares abandonados...&lt;br /&gt;Com isso eu descobri q tem um jeito bem legal de ter uma fonte no pc com a minha letra, sem ter q ficar horas em cima do pc. &lt;a href="http://www.yourfonts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;(acesse aqui)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, enquanto descobria q a minha dor de cabeça podia ter uma explicação, achei essas garrafas de bebida, simplesmente lindas: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbW23iIXecI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vuDWvBpn0P8/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbW23iIXecI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vuDWvBpn0P8/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311352400724326850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja o restante das imagens &lt;a href="http://www.lokonarede.com/?p=1066"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas depois de tanto fuçar, já sei onde vou fazer &lt;a href="http://colunistas.ig.com.br/obutecodanet/2009/03/03/da-proxima-vez-que-fizer-uma-tattoo-contrate-um-profissional/"&gt;minha tatoo&lt;/a&gt;... o dragão pela metade é um dos melhores!&lt;br /&gt;Pra registrar a música do dia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEAN MARTIN - Everybody Loves Somebody Sometimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves somebody sometime&lt;br /&gt;Everybody falls in love somehow&lt;br /&gt;Something in your kiss just told me&lt;br /&gt;My sometime is now&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bkwn6tihv2A" target="_blank"&gt;ESCUTE AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá se vão 8 anos desde que dancei isso...&lt;br /&gt;Nisso o mundo gira e tá quase na hora de ir dormir...&lt;br /&gt;Beijones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-8182705088614763909?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/8182705088614763909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-eu-nao-estava-errada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8182705088614763909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/8182705088614763909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-eu-nao-estava-errada.html' title='E eu não estava errada'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbWzXksWdgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QiixeSoCjCg/s72-c/sk93.6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-2052623689672931489</id><published>2009-03-08T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:52:52.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica do dia'/><title type='text'>Criando o mood da semana</title><content type='html'>Essa semana tem tudo pra ser estranha... ela tá querendo começar já cansada, então to aqui, tratando de criar um playslist da semana, que não deixe minha peteca cair.&lt;br /&gt;Essa semana pede ritmos latinos; musiquinhas fáceis de cantar, nada muito complexo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wuSFhXvo6vo" target="_blank"&gt;JUANES - TRES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3emxTEG8Aws" target="_blank"&gt;YERBA BUENA - GUAJIRA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HO7d7GDwfkY" target="_blank"&gt;FEDERICO AUBELE - ESTA NOCHE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IKG9v7W08uA" target="_blank"&gt;JULIETA VENEGAS E BAJOFONDO - PA BAILAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe uma nova roupagem para um clássico do Depeche? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rt8vRmp9iMs"&gt; NOUVELLE VAGUE - JUST CAN´T GET ENOUGH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom o importante é salvar a semana!&lt;br /&gt;Beijones...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-2052623689672931489?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/2052623689672931489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/criando-o-mood-da-semana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2052623689672931489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/2052623689672931489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/criando-o-mood-da-semana.html' title='Criando o mood da semana'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8387903270645343090.post-9016705009891819503</id><published>2009-03-07T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T05:48:40.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre as coisas...</title><content type='html'>Entre cabos, fios... lá estava eu, pc aberto no colo, instalando mais memória...bom, mas lá se vão 11 anos! Aff, agora doeu... 11 anos!&lt;br /&gt;Chuvinha safada lá fora...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ontem o dia foi estranho, meio agoniado... um tanto depressivo, faltou o sol lá fora, isso é fato, mas também teve uma dor de cabeça fora de hora e uma tosse que ressurgiu...com uma dor nas costas de brinde! Reflexos de pneumonia...&lt;br /&gt;Me peguei no meio na manhã de ontem ruminando em cima da letra da música de ontem: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Made the wrong move, every wrong night...With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt; e realmente tem horas que se repetem as coisas até elas sorem interessantes... o mesmo discurso, over and over...&lt;br /&gt;Almoço trivial, nada de muito emocionante, Segredo dos animais passando na tv, (aimeudeusdoceu amei o porquinho do desenho!)e novas conversas no fim da tarde.&lt;br /&gt;esperando me ligarem... quase deitei de tédio...&lt;br /&gt;Mas deitar por tédio é o auge da depre, não dá pra me render assim tao fácil...&lt;br /&gt;Voltei pra frente do pc, com uma pausa estratégica pra jantar...&lt;br /&gt;Cá estou eu aqui de novo, com quase nada de novo para acrescentar.&lt;br /&gt;Foi se a época de uma revolução por dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musica do dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;Keren Ann - Lay Your Head Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like every story told about us isn't meant to be&lt;br /&gt;You fly on wings of gold all the way back home to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zqydhl1TGU4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ESCUTA AI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até daqui a pouco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8387903270645343090-9016705009891819503?l=carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/feeds/9016705009891819503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/entre-as-coisas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/9016705009891819503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8387903270645343090/posts/default/9016705009891819503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolkfigueiredo.blogspot.com/2009/03/entre-as-coisas.html' title='Entre as coisas...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03759165308570287677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4Vz2tqIyhU/SbHUSMTs_4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fb9TU25Qg74/S220/100_2953cut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
