<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619</id><updated>2012-01-07T00:40:08.651-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclamat!va teen.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-2853701881165990922</id><published>2012-01-07T00:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:40:08.660-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi 2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQTbXNM-GLg/TwewPkUK9dI/AAAAAAAAARk/f-hT4gtPxNA/s1600/2012+please+me+good.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQTbXNM-GLg/TwewPkUK9dI/AAAAAAAAARk/f-hT4gtPxNA/s320/2012+please+me+good.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Um ano que tem um peso maior do que aparenta ter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ano que chegou pedindo transformações, trazendo reflexões, mudanças de opiniões e causando revoluções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ano cheio de questionamentos e sensações, lembranças e emoções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ano de decisões, produções, planejamentos e ambições, comprometimentos e resoluções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ano de estabelecer metas e cumprir o máximo possível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ano de fazer pessoas felizes e se sentir feliz!&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/4198801617425150619-2853701881165990922?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQTbXNM-GLg/TwewPkUK9dI/AAAAAAAAARk/f-hT4gtPxNA/s72-c/2012+please+me+good.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-40031582206227073</id><published>2011-12-31T18:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:50:29.853-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus 2011</title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7861rRvsCQ/Tv91fZRtqKI/AAAAAAAAARc/XZ86S3pNgm0/s1600/384033_336184786411271_238921049470979_1286430_375038639_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7861rRvsCQ/Tv91fZRtqKI/AAAAAAAAARc/XZ86S3pNgm0/s320/384033_336184786411271_238921049470979_1286430_375038639_n_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opaa, hoje é o ultimo dia do ano!&lt;br /&gt;Então não posso deixar passar em branco uma data especial como esta, não é mesmo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, vou contar um pouquinho de como foi esse ano para mim:&lt;br /&gt;Este ano foi um ano de muuuita aprendizagem, fechamento de um ciclo (digamos assim), convivências, alguns momentos de frustrações (normal), mas também houve momentos de alegria, amadurecimento, reencontro,&amp;nbsp;um ano que para mim não foi um dos melhores mas também não foi dos piores, um ano que deixou muitas reflexões e desejo de melhora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por isso&amp;nbsp;"Adeus ano velho, feliz ano novo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eu desejo que todas as experiências positivas vividas durante esse ano fiquem e que as frustrantes passem, que 2012 seja um ano de luta, mas também de realizações, e que todos nós possamos aproveitar os bons momentos que estão por vir e que&amp;nbsp;estejamos aptos a aprender novas lições.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eu desejo um ano novo de muita paz, saúde, alegria, conquistas, sabedoria e muita prosperidade para todos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que 2012 venha com tuudo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/4198801617425150619-40031582206227073?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Me encontro em uma zona climática de duvidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&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/4198801617425150619-1859026089451458640?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1859026089451458640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-encontro-em-uma-zona-climatica-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1859026089451458640'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-5258497053007191032</id><published>2011-10-12T13:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:09:12.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me sinto bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Chega a ser engraçado quando lembramos de algo que foi difícil de superar, e que acabou sendo superado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Nos faz lembrar de que nada na vida é impossível e que tudo que acontece tem um motivo para acontecer, que não é por acaso, e que nesse caso foi realmente melhor assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não me arrependo de nenhum instante, porque sei que tudo que vivi fez parte de um grande aprendizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Hoje vejo que tenho mais maturidade que a um tempo atrás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;E nem por isso sinto necessidade de menosprezar esse tempo, até porque&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;nem foi ruim&lt;/strike&gt;, mas fico feliz por hoje conseguir enxergar tudo isso de uma forma diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Só tenho a agradecer os bons momentos e desprezar os momentos ruins que passei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;E a partir de hoje seguirei sorrindo por ai como uma criança inocente brincando no parque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAxskNwnr00/TpW7Zq0oTgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/joD6S0boKAw/s1600/tumblr_lsyf1pmg9y1qhx9xio1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAxskNwnr00/TpW7Zq0oTgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/joD6S0boKAw/s320/tumblr_lsyf1pmg9y1qhx9xio1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&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/4198801617425150619-5258497053007191032?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAxskNwnr00/TpW7Zq0oTgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/joD6S0boKAw/s72-c/tumblr_lsyf1pmg9y1qhx9xio1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-6915764054938322883</id><published>2011-10-09T14:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T14:04:43.608-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BzYhjVO1a3M/TpHTf0e9jLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ehls44bP_EY/s1600/OgAAAIL0xX_Q-Ecr_5lzybVa8eYjNjHB1DO7yiacKdxVlT29Dwj6rBOLQi6kpN-uts91LmDGHHTDZIUiPPOCIbthzpcAm1T1UOcDPhJ3zTxDdv2hiSXWSLoRcRSt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BzYhjVO1a3M/TpHTf0e9jLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ehls44bP_EY/s320/OgAAAIL0xX_Q-Ecr_5lzybVa8eYjNjHB1DO7yiacKdxVlT29Dwj6rBOLQi6kpN-uts91LmDGHHTDZIUiPPOCIbthzpcAm1T1UOcDPhJ3zTxDdv2hiSXWSLoRcRSt.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Quando me amei de verdade, parei de desejar que a minha vida fosse diferente e comecei a ver que tudo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;o que acontece contribui para o meu crescimento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, comecei a me livrar de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;tudo o que não fosse saudável, pessoas, tarefas, tudo e qualquer coisa que me pusesse para baixo, de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;início minha razão chamou essa atitude de egoísmo, hoje sei que se chama amor próprio."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;(Charles Chaplin) &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/4198801617425150619-6915764054938322883?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/6915764054938322883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Quero sentir a pureza da felicidade profunda, livre de invejas, sem fim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&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/4198801617425150619-1796594085128486115?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1796594085128486115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/08/sentir-pureza-da-felicidade-profunda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-2591545248921166316</id><published>2011-08-19T12:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T12:29:19.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTv7qbu01QI/Tk6A8hLDXwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/lvqakeB8PIU/s1600/rezo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTv7qbu01QI/Tk6A8hLDXwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/lvqakeB8PIU/s320/rezo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Eu só rezo pra ficar bem, eu sei que vai, acredito que vai, ficar tudo bem."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTv7qbu01QI/Tk6A8hLDXwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/lvqakeB8PIU/s72-c/rezo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-7380767391272061751</id><published>2011-06-07T22:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T22:32:33.857-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;As palavras que doem mais,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;São aquelas que não foram ditas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;São aquelas que ficaram presas na garganta&amp;nbsp;sem conseguir ser expelidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;São aquelas que ficaram na mente atormentando até o fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Palavras, não são só palavras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;São forças, são energias sintonizadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Algumas são eufemicas, algumas irônicas, algumas&amp;nbsp;hilariantes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Todas são palavras, mas não apenas palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Palavras foram arremessadas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Foram levadas com o vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Levadas com o tempo, que tempo..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;E jamais&amp;nbsp;voltaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Algumas palavras foram ditas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Outras sentidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Outras expressadas junto a emoção daqueles dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Palavras foram daqui arrancadas sem permissão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Todas ficaram naquele vão de escada para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-Hdey8NaOLSc/Te7QFRpjzcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BGn_0gBM9g4/s1600/1950-Escadaria.icon+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hdey8NaOLSc/Te7QFRpjzcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BGn_0gBM9g4/s320/1950-Escadaria.icon+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar, obrigado.&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-7380767391272061751?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/7380767391272061751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/06/palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7380767391272061751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7380767391272061751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/06/palavras.html' title='Palavras'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hdey8NaOLSc/Te7QFRpjzcI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BGn_0gBM9g4/s72-c/1950-Escadaria.icon+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-2246379040797408169</id><published>2011-05-16T21:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:55:50.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prevestibulandos do meu Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Eo0pu94mQ/TdHFGetRaBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wHD7tVHzQUM/s1600/vestibular-aluno.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Eo0pu94mQ/TdHFGetRaBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wHD7tVHzQUM/s320/vestibular-aluno.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Hey galera,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Sei que ando sumida, mas é por motivos extremamente necessários, pois vida de pré vestibulanda não é nada fácil!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Sério, que vida hein?! Vestibular é praticamente um parto, você gesta os conhecimentos durante o ano pra depois pari-los milagrosamente numa (ou duas, ou mil, sei lá, depende de quantas você fizer) prova que vai definir sua vida. Sem contar que quem sofre de amnésia tá ... já que a prova explora conhecimentos gerais para que o individuo tenha que lembrar de coisas que deu desde a 6ª série ao 3º ano do ensino médio (haja cabeça) ¬¬' &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Vestibular, para mim, é algo altamente&amp;nbsp;perverso, é um sistema ( principalmente federal ) que visa eliminar concorrentes, ou seja uma virgulasinha que seja, seja por falta ou presença dela, pode acabar com sua redação, e uma proposição errada pode te tirar de uma vaga. Fique atento!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;/Pressão, mas não menos importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E além disso é um sistema que quer que você se mate de estudar (dai você faz a prova 90% &amp;nbsp;estudando e 10% conte com o espirito santo), quer que você deixe festas, tv, namorado, amigos, cachorro, periquito e papagaio de lado, quer que você não durma, e etc, e eu não abro mão de nada disso, claro que tudo teve que ser bem reduzido, mas, não deixo de viver também por causa disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;É acho que ja deu pra perceber a fase complicada que me encontro né?! -nemsoudramática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Enfim, o conflito emocional é grande, gera muitas expectativas e incertezas e muitas vezes insegurança, mas também acredito que possa ser um esforço que valha a pena no futuro, desde que você faça o vestibular para o que você ama, porque quando se ama, se tem dedicação, e isso o leva ao sucesso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Então é isso galera, quando a santa criatividade aparecer eu posto mais algo aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjinhos :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-2246379040797408169?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/2246379040797408169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/05/prevestibulandos-do-meu-brasil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/2246379040797408169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/2246379040797408169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/05/prevestibulandos-do-meu-brasil.html' title='Prevestibulandos do meu Brasil'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Eo0pu94mQ/TdHFGetRaBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wHD7tVHzQUM/s72-c/vestibular-aluno.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-6194511678305577004</id><published>2011-04-15T22:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:49:13.184-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csXUH189xLU/Taj0eNcudOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jWKAllYCqiU/s1600/beb%25C3%25AA_livros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csXUH189xLU/Taj0eNcudOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jWKAllYCqiU/s320/beb%25C3%25AA_livros.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sábio&lt;/i&gt; não é aquele que sabe de&lt;br /&gt;tudo, mas aquele que tem a &lt;i&gt;humildade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;de reconhecer&lt;br /&gt;que ainda tem muito a aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&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/4198801617425150619-6194511678305577004?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/6194511678305577004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/04/sabio-nao-e-aquele-que-sabe-de-tudo-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/6194511678305577004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/6194511678305577004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/04/sabio-nao-e-aquele-que-sabe-de-tudo-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csXUH189xLU/Taj0eNcudOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jWKAllYCqiU/s72-c/beb%25C3%25AA_livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-3145503118349578686</id><published>2011-03-11T00:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T00:14:20.937-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo, tempo, mano velho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Gente, tenho um mês sem postar, por isso minhas sinceras desculpas, mas este ano esta dificil pra atualizar frequentemente o blog, já que sou pré-vestibulanda e terei, digamos, que me dedicar um pouquinho mais aos estudos... porém, não abandonarei o blog! Assim que eu tiver criatividade e tempo eu posto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;E obrigada a todos que acompanha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Até Breve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Bjinhos da Acat. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5iYt5plMtXM/TXmTPbvPa2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Gl571T6TJFc/s1600/tumblr_l7ep20HYvg1qdqyamo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5iYt5plMtXM/TXmTPbvPa2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Gl571T6TJFc/s200/tumblr_l7ep20HYvg1qdqyamo1_500_large.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-3145503118349578686?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/3145503118349578686/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/03/tempo-tempo-mano-velho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3145503118349578686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3145503118349578686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/03/tempo-tempo-mano-velho.html' title='Tempo, tempo, mano velho...'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5iYt5plMtXM/TXmTPbvPa2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Gl571T6TJFc/s72-c/tumblr_l7ep20HYvg1qdqyamo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-1131478857971275736</id><published>2011-01-15T23:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T23:45:54.544-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Devaneio noturno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TTJbfslxGMI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DPso13eqnVA/s1600/CSC_0010+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TTJbfslxGMI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DPso13eqnVA/s320/CSC_0010+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Nesse meu mar de sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Onde as águas fluem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Pelos altos e baixos das ondas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Navego pela madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dirigido pela subconciência &amp;nbsp;da alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Pelo sussurrar do vento, velejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Atravesso ilhas e ilhas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não sei se chego ao meu destino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas me sinto satisfeita e algumas vezes cansada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar.&amp;nbsp;:* &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-1131478857971275736?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1131478857971275736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/01/devaneio-noturno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1131478857971275736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1131478857971275736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2011/01/devaneio-noturno.html' title='Devaneio noturno'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TTJbfslxGMI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DPso13eqnVA/s72-c/CSC_0010+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-5137648495562339206</id><published>2010-12-28T19:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:50:09.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal atualmente</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas o que é realmente o natal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Já parou pra perceber que o natal atualmente é uma festa onde comemoramos mais o comécio do que qualquer coisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;As pessoas&amp;nbsp;só se preocupam&amp;nbsp;em dar presente umas pras outras, muitas gostam até&amp;nbsp;de gastar o dinheiro todo em futilidades que na verdade, ja parou pra pensar no que isso realmente representa pra você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Parece que o natal perdeu seu verdadeiro sentido, quando as pessoas o fizeram de momento ideal para total comercialização.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Cada um tem sua religião e sua crença. Algumas pessoas não comemoram o natal, porque não creem que é o dia do nascimento do Jesus Cristo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas seja qual for sua religião, acredite que a essencia do natal não está em comprar, nem ganhar presente, e sim um momento de união da família, momento de alegria, momento que se esquece de todos os problemas e sentimos o amor e o carinho familiar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Desejo a todos um feliz natal atrasado, mas de coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Que todos possam sentir o verdadeiro espírito natalino em seus corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TRpoxVsHPzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YAbInqwJ6Vo/s1600/DSC_0007+c%25C3%25B3pia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TRpoxVsHPzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YAbInqwJ6Vo/s320/DSC_0007+c%25C3%25B3pia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc;"&gt;Ps: Não postei esse texto antes devido ao problema da internet (o&amp;nbsp;incendio que ocorreu com&amp;nbsp;na Oi).&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/4198801617425150619-5137648495562339206?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/5137648495562339206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal-atualmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5137648495562339206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5137648495562339206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal-atualmente.html' title='Natal atualmente'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TRpoxVsHPzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YAbInqwJ6Vo/s72-c/DSC_0007+c%25C3%25B3pia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-7886849264233537678</id><published>2010-11-25T21:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:06:38.058-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TO8HWlPWPZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/q5zslBvBXFw/s1600/copia-de-amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TO8HWlPWPZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/q5zslBvBXFw/s320/copia-de-amor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"I would give all I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Just to be what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'd give myself to be and to hold you close again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Come Around - Sing It Loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-7886849264233537678?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/7886849264233537678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-would-give-all-i-have-just-to-be-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7886849264233537678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7886849264233537678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-would-give-all-i-have-just-to-be-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TO8HWlPWPZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/q5zslBvBXFw/s72-c/copia-de-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-8658401885019345201</id><published>2010-10-29T19:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T19:27:29.632-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lutar, gostar, amar e Mudar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TMtKQMUFjdI/AAAAAAAAAO8/NRaIyY_AYfE/s1600/tumblr_l7fastyAwa1qaynb1o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TMtKQMUFjdI/AAAAAAAAAO8/NRaIyY_AYfE/s320/tumblr_l7fastyAwa1qaynb1o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Descer, andar, espairecer, esclarecer, transparecer, transmitir, &lt;em&gt;pensar&lt;/em&gt;, imaginar, &lt;em&gt;lutar&lt;/em&gt;, conquistar, decidir, se permitir, alucinar, abstrair, reagir, &lt;em&gt;buscar&lt;/em&gt;, emocionar, não magoar, concluir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;São coisas simples e complexas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;que estão cada vez mais presente na vida de alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;que se permita &lt;em&gt;errar&lt;/em&gt;, mas &lt;em&gt;aprender&lt;/em&gt; em cada erro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;que se permita &lt;em&gt;lutar&lt;/em&gt; por sentimentos &lt;em&gt;verdadeiros&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;que se permita &lt;em&gt;sonhar&lt;/em&gt; e acordar&amp;nbsp;sem medo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;e principalmente que se permita &lt;em&gt;buscar&lt;/em&gt; por seus erros e &lt;em&gt;corrigi-los.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ffd966; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;O maior e melhor desafio do ser humano é &lt;em&gt;querer&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;conseguir&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;mudar&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Nada é difícil quando há &lt;em&gt;força&lt;/em&gt; de vontade e perseverança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Lute, goste, ame, mude sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Pois cada um sabe “&lt;em&gt;a dor e a delicia de ser o que é&lt;/em&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #999999;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-8658401885019345201?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/8658401885019345201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/10/lutar-gostar-amar-e-mudar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/8658401885019345201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/8658401885019345201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/10/lutar-gostar-amar-e-mudar.html' title='Lutar, gostar, amar e Mudar.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TMtKQMUFjdI/AAAAAAAAAO8/NRaIyY_AYfE/s72-c/tumblr_l7fastyAwa1qaynb1o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-6447622877479761823</id><published>2010-10-11T23:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:19:19.577-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hipocrisia da atual humanidade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Fico realmente indignada&amp;nbsp;com a capacidade do ser humano de mentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E fico impressionada em como os &lt;em&gt;sentimentos&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;no mundo estam ficando cada vez mais &lt;em&gt;banalizados&lt;/em&gt;, hoje poucas amizades perduram,&amp;nbsp;pessoas tem casado mais cedo e logo depois&amp;nbsp;se separando, o "eu te amo" virou "bom dia", sim porque&amp;nbsp;as pessoas dizem com frequencia uma pras outras&amp;nbsp;ao ponto de terem acabado de se conhecer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Me diz, só eu que&amp;nbsp;fico chocada&amp;nbsp;com uma coisa dessa?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dessa forma sinto que o&amp;nbsp;conceito de &lt;em&gt;amor &lt;/em&gt;está totalmente desmoralizado.&amp;nbsp;Identificar o amor já é algo dificil, mas agora está ficando impossivel&amp;nbsp;desifrar, pelo que vem acontecendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas o que é o amor verdadeiramente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não saberia responder com palavras no momento. Caberá a cada um de nós refletirmos suas ideias e sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_el_atdhNMa4/TLPEI1ZGidI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sKmso1leT00/s1600/imagens-amor-colorir-h.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TLPEI1ZGidI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sKmso1leT00/s200/imagens-amor-colorir-h.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #999999;"&gt;Texto de minha&amp;nbsp;autoria, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-6447622877479761823?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/6447622877479761823/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/10/hipocrisia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/6447622877479761823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/6447622877479761823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/10/hipocrisia.html' title='Hipocrisia da atual humanidade.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TLPEI1ZGidI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sKmso1leT00/s72-c/imagens-amor-colorir-h.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-8509905430536064295</id><published>2010-09-14T21:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T21:24:34.029-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TJASAvK1m0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/9k50pm4YoYM/s1600/4616927717_42e0b01c25_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TJASAvK1m0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/9k50pm4YoYM/s320/4616927717_42e0b01c25_z_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"When I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I see forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I see the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;You love me for who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Like the stars hold the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b4a7d6; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Right there where they belong and I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm not alone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;When I look at you - Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-8509905430536064295?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/8509905430536064295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-i-look-at-you-i-see-forgiveness-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/8509905430536064295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/8509905430536064295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-i-look-at-you-i-see-forgiveness-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TJASAvK1m0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/9k50pm4YoYM/s72-c/4616927717_42e0b01c25_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-7918270207271101718</id><published>2010-08-17T22:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:36:23.486-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquele sorriso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs4m4pwecI/AAAAAAAAAOE/u2Czk0SaGyA/s1600/IMGP2813+copia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs4m4pwecI/AAAAAAAAAOE/u2Czk0SaGyA/s320/IMGP2813+copia.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;stou tentando resgatar aquele meu sorriso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Não sei por onde deixei,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Não sei se escondi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Só sei que tão derrepente sumiu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nem por onde, nem por que, nem&amp;nbsp;de que.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mas&amp;nbsp;sei que logo vou&amp;nbsp;encontrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-7918270207271101718?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/7918270207271101718/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/08/sorriso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7918270207271101718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7918270207271101718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/08/sorriso.html' title='Aquele sorriso.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs4m4pwecI/AAAAAAAAAOE/u2Czk0SaGyA/s72-c/IMGP2813+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-3630859969670598130</id><published>2010-07-27T14:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:34:22.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É uma pena...</title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TE8X8kt-B5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Tne-dPLSeFo/s1600/4289636802_545a7542c8_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TE8X8kt-B5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Tne-dPLSeFo/s320/4289636802_545a7542c8_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;É uma pena ver a que ponto fomos chegar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Perceber que promessas foram quebradas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que o coração foi se partindo em mil pedacinhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Vendo a ansiedade contida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que chegou o fim de uma história,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que o desejo está indo embora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que a saudade já demora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que a esperança já está com problemas de saúde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que a dor que ela sente é quase incurável,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que hoje tudo não passa de &lt;strike&gt;lindas&lt;/strike&gt; recordações,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que o humor tem mudado constantemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que não podemos ter tudo que queremos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;E que nem para tudo temos uma segunda chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Triste ver que o sonho acabou&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-3630859969670598130?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/3630859969670598130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-uma-pena.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3630859969670598130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3630859969670598130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-uma-pena.html' title='É uma pena...'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TE8X8kt-B5I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Tne-dPLSeFo/s72-c/4289636802_545a7542c8_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-665499013640707790</id><published>2010-07-07T22:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:20:03.234-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma insônia.</title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TDUnydOrHUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/LzmBhunyvKA/s1600/fofos.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TDUnydOrHUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/LzmBhunyvKA/s320/fofos.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;As 22:10 da noite digito isto, sem um pingo de sono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Desânimo, a única palavra que encontro no momento para descrever o que agora sinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Não sei de onde surgiu nem ao menos porquê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Nem tenho tido muita criatividade para escrever, e acabei rimando sem querer...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;E o momento que era para ser tenso, ta me animando só de escrever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;É, acabo de descobrir que além de ler tb amo escrever (de besteiras a coisas "normais") isso me relaxa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Deu até sono, não é que descobri um remédio para a cura da minha insônia?!&amp;nbsp; Interessante, acho que vou fazer isso mais vezes. .-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Inspiração acabada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Boa noite.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;texto de minha autoria favor manter a humildade de não copiar, ou se tiver necessidade de copiar coloca crédito. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-665499013640707790?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/665499013640707790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/07/mais-uma-insonia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/665499013640707790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/665499013640707790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/07/mais-uma-insonia.html' title='Mais uma insônia.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TDUnydOrHUI/AAAAAAAAAN0/LzmBhunyvKA/s72-c/fofos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-4231106788074311044</id><published>2010-06-05T22:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:39:36.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TAr7cLZf8MI/AAAAAAAAANk/SIJiulqgp88/s1600/tumblr_kqev9cOk2G1qa2g5oo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TAr7cLZf8MI/AAAAAAAAANk/SIJiulqgp88/s320/tumblr_kqev9cOk2G1qa2g5oo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Like there's no sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Like the taste of your smile&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way we breathe&lt;br /&gt;But I never told you&lt;br /&gt;What I should have said&lt;br /&gt;No, I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I just held it in&lt;br /&gt;And now, I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I still want you&lt;br /&gt;And after all the things we've been through&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Without you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Colbie Caillat - I Never Told You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-4231106788074311044?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/4231106788074311044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/06/like-theres-no-sunrise-like-taste-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/4231106788074311044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/4231106788074311044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/06/like-theres-no-sunrise-like-taste-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TAr7cLZf8MI/AAAAAAAAANk/SIJiulqgp88/s72-c/tumblr_kqev9cOk2G1qa2g5oo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-4528847458662230689</id><published>2010-05-25T21:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T13:06:22.859-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem ou com todo nexo que possa ter.</title><content type='html'>&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S_xn1rINrHI/AAAAAAAAANc/K6SoqRpd_F8/s1600/IMGP1248+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S_xn1rINrHI/AAAAAAAAANc/K6SoqRpd_F8/s320/IMGP1248+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Removo fundos e mundos de sonhos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E se preciso continuo a andar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sugestões surgem acompanhadas de dúvidas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que dependem de tal escolha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada quero, tudo posso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu creio, eu quero, eu gosto, eu consigo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque não há nada que você possa fazer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou o que estou afim na hora que quero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso nada nem ninguém pode mudar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luto sim, conquisto sim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivo independente do que você possa pensar sobre mim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Continuo seguindo, caminhando.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem e com todo nexo que possa ter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu preciso saber, mas nem tudo&amp;nbsp;dizer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-4528847458662230689?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/4528847458662230689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/05/sem-ou-com-todo-nexo-que-possa-ter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/4528847458662230689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/4528847458662230689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/05/sem-ou-com-todo-nexo-que-possa-ter.html' title='Sem ou com todo nexo que possa ter.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S_xn1rINrHI/AAAAAAAAANc/K6SoqRpd_F8/s72-c/IMGP1248+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-758637809937892405</id><published>2010-04-27T22:14:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:22:18.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um ponto de vista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S9eL2InBvbI/AAAAAAAAANY/S3xmzs5VQZo/s1600/caminhos-cruzados1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S9eL2InBvbI/AAAAAAAAANY/S3xmzs5VQZo/s320/caminhos-cruzados1.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com uma bermuda, uma blusa folgada e bem confortável sai na rua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ônibus, um meio de transporte que ainda pode ser mais evoluído se o homem quiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fiquei esperando o bendito por quase uma hora no ponto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Enquanto esperava impaciente, olhava toda a minha volta, pessoas indo e vindo de locais diferentes, alguns sentados, algum em pé, estilos extremamente diversificados, gente de varias classes sociais e num entanto todos no “mesmo barco”, assim é a sociedade hoje se sairmos de casa para observar os outros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Altruísmo, palavra que se define por “não olhar apenas para si e se preocupar com os outros”, é a palavra que muitos precisão observar mais e colocar cada vez mais em pratica na própria vida, já que apenas ouvir é muito fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Muitas pessoas comentaram ao passar uma mulher muito mal vestida, tatuada e grávida, “Para onde vai alguém neste estado, como nascerá essa criança?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ai vem a questão da política.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Será que se o governo não fosse tão corrupto e desse mesmo assistência as pessoas que não tem condições financeiras, o mundo estaria assim? (com tanta diferença social?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Na minha opinião, o mundo estaria sim melhor com assistência, e ainda pode melhorar se cada pessoa fizer sua parte de escolher pessoas que pelo menos sejam mais honestas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(se é que existe nesse ramo.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para mim o mundo ainda pode ser melhor, costumo dizer “enquanto o ser humano ta vivo ainda pode mudar.” E esse é meu lema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O ônibus chegou e eu continuei observando pela janela o jeito de cada um andar na rua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por um momento parei de pensar e apenas observei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Desci no ponto e fui andando ao meu destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E a minha conclusão , em que tirei&amp;nbsp;de tudo isso foi que&amp;nbsp;a vida é uma eterna interrogação que nos instiga cada vez mais a desvendar novos mistérios.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-758637809937892405?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/758637809937892405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/04/ponto-de-vista.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/758637809937892405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/758637809937892405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/04/ponto-de-vista.html' title='Um ponto de vista'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S9eL2InBvbI/AAAAAAAAANY/S3xmzs5VQZo/s72-c/caminhos-cruzados1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-7316457771993492299</id><published>2010-04-09T10:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T10:32:12.381-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugestão de livro do mês:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S78rbzq0Z-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/uk9ebCtsaxI/s1600/OPUSCULO__1266284100P.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S78rbzq0Z-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/uk9ebCtsaxI/s320/OPUSCULO__1266284100P.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Acaba de chegar ao Brasil a mais nova paródia / comédia do ano, o “Nightlight”,&amp;nbsp;onde aqui recebeu o nome de “Opúsculo – A paródia”. Criado pelo grupo “The Harvard Lampoon” que já fez sátiras de sagas famosas como “O senhor dos anéis”, este livro promete muitas risadas.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinopse&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A desajeitada garota obcecada por vampiros chega à cidade de Switchblade e observa estranhos acontecimentos. Um geek com nenhum interesse por garotas deixa seu almoço no prato e a salva de uma bola de neve ocasionando a revelação: Edwart só pode ser um vampiro&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o trecho mais famoso do livro crepúsculo tb modificado xD :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sobre três coisas eu estava absolutamente certa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Primeira, Edwart talvez fosse, muito provavelmente, minha alma gêmea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Segunda, existia uma parte do vampiro dentro dele – que eu presumia que estivesse completamente fora de seu controle – que queria me ver morta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E terceira, eu incondicionalmente, irrevogavelmente, impenetravelmente, heterogeneamente e ginecologicamente desejava que ele tivesse me beijado&lt;/em&gt;.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preço estimado: R$ 24,90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Então é isso galera, espero que tenham gostado da sugestão, corram à livraria e garantam o seu! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-7316457771993492299?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/7316457771993492299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/04/acaba-de-chegar-ao-brasil-mais-nova.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7316457771993492299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7316457771993492299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/04/acaba-de-chegar-ao-brasil-mais-nova.html' title='Sugestão de livro do mês:'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S78rbzq0Z-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/uk9ebCtsaxI/s72-c/OPUSCULO__1266284100P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-1309513550831270157</id><published>2010-03-26T19:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T19:45:32.409-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Escolhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S604KVcCxyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xFuxe95jnlE/s1600/9399268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S604KVcCxyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xFuxe95jnlE/s320/9399268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou tentando me encontrar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já que não posso me mudar de bairro, cidade ou país de fato, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me contento em mudar de trajeto, de rua, de esquina, de rotina.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busco em mim as respostas, mas nem sempre encontro, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez possam estar guardadas em ti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Busco um paraíso arbitrário, onde ali possa pensar e relaxar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com um livro, um violão, um lápis, uma caneta e um papel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou vivendo em meio a desejos e confusão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O mundo parece bem mais complicado, o tempo não parece real,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mente é eficaz quando tem vontade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O receio caminha com a vontade voraz de aventura.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O coração quase sai pela boca de ansiedade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Logo o desespero surge,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A razão não faz as pazes com a emoção, não.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então finco os pés no chão e começo a caminhar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que um dia chegarei no lugar certo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois continuo a buscar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;De minha autoria, favor manter a humildade de não copiar. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-1309513550831270157?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1309513550831270157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/escolhas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1309513550831270157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1309513550831270157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/escolhas.html' title='Escolhas'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S604KVcCxyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xFuxe95jnlE/s72-c/9399268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-3038586860240276534</id><published>2010-03-08T12:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T10:31:32.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No mundo em que vivemos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S5Ubu72MrII/AAAAAAAAAMc/B4pgQoktxqY/s1600-h/IMGP2929+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S5Ubu72MrII/AAAAAAAAAMc/B4pgQoktxqY/s320/IMGP2929+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;As vezes vivemos num &lt;em&gt;mundinho&lt;/em&gt; ilusório,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;onde não enxergamos toda a &lt;em&gt;realidade&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;vivemos em meio a falsidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;num mundo em que não nos acrescenta em nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;As vezes precisamos mudar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;buscar novos caminhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;passar por novas experiências,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;vivenciar coisas diferentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;e perceber que podemos ser feliz de qualquer forma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;basta utilizar apenas um verbo: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Querer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Texto de minha autoria, favor mander a humildade de não copiar :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-3038586860240276534?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/3038586860240276534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-mundo-em-que-vivemos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3038586860240276534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3038586860240276534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-mundo-em-que-vivemos.html' title='No mundo em que vivemos'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S5Ubu72MrII/AAAAAAAAAMc/B4pgQoktxqY/s72-c/IMGP2929+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-7681996998300226680</id><published>2010-03-07T20:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:35:37.342-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor próprio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S5Q3XfzgVQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/qYIVOlB1mqE/s1600-h/CIMG2916-1+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S5Q3XfzgVQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/qYIVOlB1mqE/s320/CIMG2916-1+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;á parou para perceber a quantidade de pessoas no mundo que antes de tomar qualquer decisão, para pra pensar no que os outros vão pensar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Sim, até eu já fiz muito isso e por isso digo, é &lt;em&gt;furada&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha&lt;/em&gt; amor próprio. Pare pra pensar no que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; vai achar de determinadas situações, pq nem sempre o que agente imagina acontece, então não agimos do jeito que&amp;nbsp;acreditamos ser melhor para não magoar uma pessoa ou algo assim, e no fim o que pode acontecer? Você mesmo pode sofrer as consequências por não ter feito o que queria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Então minha mensagem de hoje é, faça o que você acha &lt;em&gt;certo&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;siga&lt;/em&gt; seu coração e se possivel sua intuição&amp;nbsp;e não se preocupe com o que as pessoas alheias vão achar disso. Pois se você não deve nada&amp;nbsp;a ninguém, nem ninguém (que não seja seus pais lógico) paga as suas contas, então faça o que achar viável e seja&lt;em&gt; feliz&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Eu tenho amor próprio e você?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-7681996998300226680?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/7681996998300226680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/j-parou-para-perceber-quantidade-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7681996998300226680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7681996998300226680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/j-parou-para-perceber-quantidade-de.html' title='Amor próprio.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S5Q3XfzgVQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/qYIVOlB1mqE/s72-c/CIMG2916-1+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-3355299157292302671</id><published>2010-03-04T21:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T13:47:50.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ude&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas comece devagar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;porque a direção é mais importante que a velocidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sente-se em outra cadeira, no outro lado da mesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mais tarde, mude de mesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Quando sair, procure andar pelo outro lado da rua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Depois, mude de caminho, ande por outras ruas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;calmamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Observando com atenção os lugares por onde você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;passa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tome outros ônibus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mude por uns tempos o estilo das roupas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dê os teus sapatos velhos. Procure andar descalço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;alguns dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tire uma tarde inteira pra passear livremente na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;praia, ou no parque,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;e ouvir o canto dos passarinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Veja o mundo de outras perspectivas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Abra e feche as gavetas e portas com a mão esquerda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Durma do outro lado da cama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;depois, procure dormir em outras camas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Assista a outros programas de TV, compre outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;jornais... leia outros livros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Viva outros romances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não faça do hábito um estilo de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ame a novidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Durma mais tarde. Durma mais cedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Aprenda uma palavra nova por dia numa outra língua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Corrija a postura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Coma um pouco menos, escolha comidas diferentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;novos temperos, novas cores, novas delícias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tente o novo todo dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;o novo lado, o novo método, o novo sabor, o novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;jeito, o novo prazer, o novo amor, a nova vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Busque novos amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Tente novos amores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Faça novas relações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Almoce em outros locais, vá a outros restaurantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;tome outro tipo de bebida, compre pão em outra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;padaria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Almoce mais cedo, jante mais tarde ou vice-versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Escolha outro mercado... outra marca de sabonete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;outro creme dental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;tome banho em novos horários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Use canetas de outras cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Vá passear em outros lugares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ame muito, cada vez mais, de modos diferentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Troque de bolsa, de carteira, de malas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;troque de carro, compre novos óculos, escrevas outras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;poesias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Jogue fora os velhos relógios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;quebre delicadamente esses horrorosos despertadores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Abra conta em outro banco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Vá a outros cinemas, outros cabeleireiros, outros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;teatros, visite novos museus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Lembre-se que a vida é uma só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E pense seriamente em arrumar um novo emprego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;uma nova ocupação, um trabalho mais light, mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;prazeroso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;mais digno, mais humano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Se você não encontrar razões para ser livre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;invente-as.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Seja criativo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E aproveite para fazer uma viagem despretensiosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;longa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;se possível sem destino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Experimente coisas novas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Troque novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mude, de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Experimente outra vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Você certamente conhecerá coisas melhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;e coisas piores do que as já conhecidas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas não é isso o que importa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;O mais importante é a mudança, o movimento, o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;dinamismo, a energia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Só o que está morto não muda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Texto: Pedro bial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-3355299157292302671?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/3355299157292302671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/mude.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3355299157292302671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3355299157292302671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/03/mude.html' title='Mude.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-749776964852503197</id><published>2010-02-17T13:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:59:45.532-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S2iqZUZm7QI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IKGy0oMNTXg/s1600-h/OgAAAEBkWNji4nSla-qS3rsYoIwq_suo2Ht5xszDEsG4iO6lBEcSqzRfz9NZWHy0BRIcffiT0mRZXgZOKJkUYg7Dp2gAm1T1UFShIRqGWi_Xlm5n5RSB6G73UgrB2.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433780302372072706" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S2iqZUZm7QI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IKGy0oMNTXg/s320/OgAAAEBkWNji4nSla-qS3rsYoIwq_suo2Ht5xszDEsG4iO6lBEcSqzRfz9NZWHy0BRIcffiT0mRZXgZOKJkUYg7Dp2gAm1T1UFShIRqGWi_Xlm5n5RSB6G73UgrB2.jpg" style="display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;O &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;amar&lt;/span&gt; é cuidar, correr riscos, ajudar, acompanhar, perder, achar, salvar, libertar, proteger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt; é essencial, revigorizante, é imperfeto e tão perfeito, é o certo e o errado, é o 'ying yang', é o desequilibrio em equilibrio, é felicidade com pingos de tristeza, o simples e o complicado, o fácil e o dificil, o sorriso e o choro contido, são caricias, é um abraço confortável, é conquistador, é sincero, absoluto, é confiança, é paz, é &lt;strong&gt;viver&lt;/strong&gt;, é tudo que posso oferecer a quem me ama é sem dúvida o melhor de todos os sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Dedico&amp;nbsp;a todos que amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;De minha autoria. :*&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/4198801617425150619-749776964852503197?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/749776964852503197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-amar-e-cuidar-correr-riscos-ajudar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/749776964852503197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/749776964852503197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-amar-e-cuidar-correr-riscos-ajudar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S2iqZUZm7QI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IKGy0oMNTXg/s72-c/OgAAAEBkWNji4nSla-qS3rsYoIwq_suo2Ht5xszDEsG4iO6lBEcSqzRfz9NZWHy0BRIcffiT0mRZXgZOKJkUYg7Dp2gAm1T1UFShIRqGWi_Xlm5n5RSB6G73UgrB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-3209527891403781172</id><published>2010-01-09T12:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:10:58.812-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S0ibOfA28tI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rlD5QIhlqqs/s1600-h/fireworks-1-711297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424756424313336530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S0ibOfA28tI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rlD5QIhlqqs/s320/fireworks-1-711297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ook, eu sei que demorei muito para postar, mas atire a primeira pedra quem num tem preguissa em suas férias :P Fora a criatividade que nem sempre aparece por aqui, e como é o primeiro post’ do ano, vou começar desejando logo um feliz ano novo para todos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;, o que vem na cabeça quando alguém fala deste ano? Bem, em particular penso que será mais um ano de batalhas e conquistas, novas experiências e expectativas. Um ano em que devemos continuar atentos aos acontecimentos que estão rolando pela terra, cada vez mais, “pliss” não esperem 2012 chegar para tentarem mudar de atitude pessoas, não, eu não penso que em 2012 tudo ira acaba, seria muita estupidez o mundo acabar de uma vez só, assim de repente, mas acho sim que as pessoas devem se conscientizar com a idéia de que se cada um de nos fazermos nossa parte o planeta pode sim melhorar. Exemplo? Reciclagem, uma simples palavra, e um simples trabalho que nem todos fazem, observo no meu próprio prédio, como as pessoas são tão estúpidas* ao colocar plástico no meio do lixo inorgânico (sendo sincera da vontade de dar um tapa nessas pessoas que colaboram para que o mundo esteja desta forma). Só acho que esse polemico ano de 2012 continuará acontecendo as mesmas coisas (ou pior), para que o ser humano possa mudar. Mas ok, apesar de meu texto falar sobre futuro, ainda não é 2012 que quero abordar, e sim o ano que começou a 8 dias atrás, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;. Eu realmente desejo que as pessoas comecem a mudar a partir deste ano, e que as coisas passem a melhorar para todo mundo. Que &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt; seja um ano &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;! E todos possam realizar seus sonhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E que eu possa ter mais criatividade pra postar aqui, porque em algumas ocasiões como agora ela começa a sumir, hehe’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bem, esse foi meu 1º post do ano, desculpem se fui um pouco direta, sei la, estas são minhas opiniões, e vcs tem todo direito de discordar :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bjo galera, espero que tenham gostado!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/4198801617425150619-3209527891403781172?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/3209527891403781172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/01/ook-eu-sei-que-demorei-muito-para.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3209527891403781172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3209527891403781172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2010/01/ook-eu-sei-que-demorei-muito-para.html' title='Feliz 2010!'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/S0ibOfA28tI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rlD5QIhlqqs/s72-c/fireworks-1-711297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-5303850157847352939</id><published>2009-10-19T21:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:00:48.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/St0LFMaPxmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DJp9HjcNg_A/s1600-h/Captura+de+tela+inteira+23082009+122400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394480112518284898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/St0LFMaPxmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DJp9HjcNg_A/s320/Captura+de+tela+inteira+23082009+122400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;- Sensação confusa, impressão de já ter sentido antes, porem não identificar esse &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentimento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; que sinto nesse momento.&lt;br /&gt;Sem um rumo definido vou escrevendo, me envolvendo e compartilhando esquisitices que vagam quase que instantaneamente sobre minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;Coisas sem sentido, ou uma espécie de sentido oculto. Coisas que nem sei se de fato entendo, mas sinto que ainda tenho muito o que aprender, nem sei se &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;esperança&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;seria uma palavra adequada para se expressar no momento, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fé&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;talvez.&lt;br /&gt;A confiança me faz segura, o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ah o amor, palavra essa que digo ser mais que uma simples sensação ou sentimento, algo muito mais profundo e abstrato, onde realmente nunca precisou fazer sentido algum para sentir sua presença. Não jugo e não condeno, pois não sei de fato explicar com devidas palavras este&lt;em&gt; enigma&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? Algo inexplicável e inevitável, algo presente justamente na maioria das situações embaraçosas? Talvez.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se o que sinto é um destes citados, ou se todos eles, ou nenhum deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, esta é a palavra que mais presto atenção e busco segui-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Viva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; você também! Melhor, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;experimente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; o que a vida tem a oferecer, viva como se não houvesse o amanhã, isto basta. Deixe que as incógnitas sejam desvendadas com o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Este é o meu verdadeiro prazer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Texto por: Ágata Magalhães, favor manter a humildade de não copiar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/4198801617425150619-5303850157847352939?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/5303850157847352939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/10/sensacao-confusa-impressao-de-ja-ter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5303850157847352939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5303850157847352939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/10/sensacao-confusa-impressao-de-ja-ter.html' title='Pensamentos'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/St0LFMaPxmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DJp9HjcNg_A/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+inteira+23082009+122400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-1293168571493810991</id><published>2009-09-25T17:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:37:55.371-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dúvidas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/Sr0prSfCXmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9F-NFJu3Zu0/s1600-h/dani2007_foto_gilson_camargo_ctba_pr_brasil41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385506553078111842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/Sr0prSfCXmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9F-NFJu3Zu0/s320/dani2007_foto_gilson_camargo_ctba_pr_brasil41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; É &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;preciso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; agir de maneira correta, dar ênfase aos momentos certos, sobretudo gostar de quem gosta de você para que não sofra... Tudo isso “para &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ser&lt;em&gt; feliz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;”. Ta, agora alguém me da a fórmula de como ter certeza de tudo isso? Como parar de me deparar com os mesmos erros já que não consigo corrigir? Esperar por algo que não vai vir e voltar a me decepcionar pela falta de esperança? Ou até parar no canto da casa e chorar feito uma criança? Já ta na hora de agir? Em que momento realmente vou ser feliz?&lt;br /&gt;Todas essas perguntas eu faço acho que absolutamente todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Realmente procuro todas as respostas apesar de nunca encontrar-las.&lt;br /&gt;A sensação de que &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caminho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mas caminho pra nunca chegar.. Que objetivo de vida teria uma pessoa assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mania&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, aquela mania de gostar de alguém, guardar pra si, e nunca tê-lo, ou a frustração de sentir um amor se acabando aos poucos a cada dia.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir alegria ao ver passar o seu “bem querer”, sentir aquele entusiasmo espontâneo que nos dá gosto de viver, dá aquele “friozinho na barriga” ao sentir que este alguém esta por perto, ou até mesmo vindo à tua direção, sentir-se confortável com aquele abraço surpresa que você recebeu por trás, aquele beijinho no seu pescoço e sentir o perfume mais gostoso do mundo, receber uma rosa vermelha junto a uma declaração. Você pula até chegar ao pescoço dele dando aquela gargalhada de felicidade e de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Como posso de fato sentir tanta falta de algo que não aconteceu? Será isto o que chamamos de sonho?&lt;br /&gt;Em que momento somos capazes de termos o que queremos desde quando isso não é apenas um capricho nosso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, se alguém tiver resposta pra essas perguntas por favor, podem comentar ai que to esperando... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Texto: Ágata Magalhães, favor manter a humildade de não copiar. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Obrigada por lerem, espero que tenham gostado! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/4198801617425150619-1293168571493810991?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1293168571493810991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/09/duvidas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1293168571493810991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1293168571493810991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/09/duvidas.html' title='Dúvidas...'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/Sr0prSfCXmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9F-NFJu3Zu0/s72-c/dani2007_foto_gilson_camargo_ctba_pr_brasil41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-1244057176448320174</id><published>2009-09-05T15:24:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:44:00.601-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontos&amp;Contos: Frase comica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SqKxSN4zLiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/zsX1CWeeUxU/s1600-h/bolasabao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378055831557451298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SqKxSN4zLiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/zsX1CWeeUxU/s320/bolasabao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Estava pensando em uma frase meio antiga que com certeza você já deve ter ouvido falar, é a tal “Acorda pra cuspir”, estive imaginando, porque com tanto verbo bonitinho por ai, elegeram logo este para tal frase xD&lt;br /&gt;Num poderia ser um “Acorde para sorrir” acho que seria até mais elegante de se ouvir como principalmente primeira frase do dia. Hehe’&lt;br /&gt;Bem, alguém deve ta se perguntando porque resolvi falar disso e principalmente pensando “essa garota num tem mais oq fazer não?”, bem, de fato num tenho mesmo não, estou em pleno feriadão sem ninguém para conversar no MSN, Orkut e etc, e tenho que estudar para a semana de prova q vou encarar a partir de terça ¬¬ mas eu te confesso (e isso num é novidade :p) que não estou com um pingo de ânimo pra pegar no livro agora. Até acredito que se pegasse num iria levar 2 minutos estudando pq iria pegar no sono de tamanho tédio. Por isso estou catando oq fazer e oq pensar xD&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora cabou a criatividade, quando tiver mais eu prometo q faço um texto que se preze! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Obrigada por ler minha besteira xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Texto feito por mim, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-1244057176448320174?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1244057176448320174/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/09/estava-pensando-em-uma-frase-meio.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1244057176448320174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1244057176448320174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/09/estava-pensando-em-uma-frase-meio.html' title='Pontos&amp;Contos: Frase comica'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SqKxSN4zLiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/zsX1CWeeUxU/s72-c/bolasabao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-125158638929211653</id><published>2009-08-23T11:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:56:24.978-03:00</updated><title type='text'>As 13 coisas que pretendo fazer antes de morrer xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SpXLhw8dkkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YZWUTlO7VQM/s1600-h/crianca-feliz+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374425511271174722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SpXLhw8dkkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YZWUTlO7VQM/s320/crianca-feliz+copia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;- Torna-se indispensável na vida de alguém,&lt;br /&gt;-Ser menos "Tola" e enxergar a realidade,&lt;br /&gt;- Ser 'pop' por pelo menos um dia xD,&lt;br /&gt;- Seduzir alguém -q hahaha'&lt;br /&gt;- Cantar um rock bem alto no chuveiro (mentira, isso eu ja faço, coitados dos visinhos oO -q)&lt;br /&gt;- Mudar drasticamente de estilo (pode crer q isso num ta longe! xD) *-*,&lt;br /&gt;- Receber um buquê de rosas vermelhas de presente :o,&lt;br /&gt;- Compor uma música e ter coragem de publicar xD,&lt;br /&gt;- Criar um estilo diferente?! oO',&lt;br /&gt;- Depois de sair de uma péssima prova sair sorrindo (já fiz isso oO' -q) -n,&lt;br /&gt;- Cantar "Decode - Paramore" pra alguém xD,&lt;br /&gt;- Roubar um caminhão de coca-cola -N, xD&lt;br /&gt;- Ler um livro MUITO interessante e sair contanto a estória/história por aí xD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E vc? O que deseja fazer antes de morrer?&lt;br /&gt;Compartilhe suas experiências e expectativas! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Texto de Ágata Magalhães, favor manter a honestidade de não copiar! :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Espero que tenham gostado (:&lt;br /&gt;Texto: ideia de minha best L. :*&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/4198801617425150619-125158638929211653?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/125158638929211653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-13-coisas-que-pretendo-fazer-antes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/125158638929211653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/125158638929211653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-13-coisas-que-pretendo-fazer-antes.html' title='As 13 coisas que pretendo fazer antes de morrer xD'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SpXLhw8dkkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YZWUTlO7VQM/s72-c/crianca-feliz+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-2390618063218909308</id><published>2009-08-11T21:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:21:53.874-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontos&amp;Contos: Seja feliz e pronto (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SoIKszy-SrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xKViT9JHiUs/s1600-h/crianca-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368865470713580210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SoIKszy-SrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xKViT9JHiUs/s320/crianca-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Algumas pessoas tem a mania de para tudo se perguntar se estará agindo da forma correta, tem medo de errar, acaba não experimentando nada de diferente.&lt;br /&gt;- Vou fazer mesmo tal coisa?&lt;br /&gt;- Gostaria muito de ter determinadas experiências, mas e se tiver uma resposta frustrante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que eu penso disso?&lt;br /&gt;Saia da “casinha” pessoa! Viva, independente do que possam achar, ou do que possa acontecer, pelo menos VOCÊ vivenciou.&lt;br /&gt;Eu concordo plenamente com o ditado “melhor se arrepender do que fez, do que se arrepender pelo que não fez”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Texto de Ágata magalhães. Favor manter a humildade de não copiar ;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Auhauhauha, bem pessoal eu não to MUITO inspirada hj :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Por isso fico por aki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-2390618063218909308?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/2390618063218909308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/08/pontos-seja-feliz-e-pronto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/2390618063218909308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/2390618063218909308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/08/pontos-seja-feliz-e-pronto.html' title='Pontos&amp;Contos: Seja feliz e pronto (:'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SoIKszy-SrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xKViT9JHiUs/s72-c/crianca-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-112584169827000023</id><published>2009-07-27T21:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:40:47.531-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontos&amp;Contos: love story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/Sm5GC5J2X2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/80NUvf58PeQ/s1600-h/Captura+de+tela+inteira+27072009+212348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363301221760655202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/Sm5GC5J2X2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/80NUvf58PeQ/s320/Captura+de+tela+inteira+27072009+212348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Com um bloco (mentira, foi um caderno, mas é só pra ficar uma coisa mais clássica xD) e uma caneta, numa tarde de muita chuva, desanimada, estava eu, em minha cama escrevendo sobre tudo, tudo aquilo que estava pensando no momento, não era tão bom, mas eram palavras escritas, talvez verdadeiros desabafos, e um grande alívio.&lt;br /&gt;Lá escrevi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;“ Fiz questão de fazer parte de uma história,&lt;br /&gt;Na qual na verdade você era apenas o observador,&lt;br /&gt;Vivi uma história de amor em segundos,&lt;br /&gt;Porém sozinha,&lt;br /&gt;Onde o cenário nunca existiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi tudo totalmente imaginário&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as rosas vermelhas&lt;br /&gt;ficaram jogadas ao rio,&lt;br /&gt;sem si quer um rumo a seguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo selado no final&lt;br /&gt;fez questão de desaparecer da&lt;br /&gt;história sem nem ter&lt;br /&gt;encontrado com o casal.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;texto de minha autoria. favor manter a honestidade de não copiar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Espero que tenham gostado! :*&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/4198801617425150619-112584169827000023?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/112584169827000023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/07/pontos-love-story.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/112584169827000023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/112584169827000023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/07/pontos-love-story.html' title='Pontos&amp;Contos: love story.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/Sm5GC5J2X2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/80NUvf58PeQ/s72-c/Captura+de+tela+inteira+27072009+212348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-5473313965627536411</id><published>2009-07-26T01:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:27:12.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffbfff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SmvoOaV4TjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ftHJ5aQJI_g/s1600-h/OgAAAODPe9TdRYSrMdIHClFF0lE8RknPdNo-SWYXb94kfkKiW6a4nr6GA2Rwa3s8j8zcdB0sYErleEjw1JoszNDk-HAAm1T1UISwDtQN9ViGn8N0ZQaqFMKrl4PG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362635115601612338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SmvoOaV4TjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ftHJ5aQJI_g/s320/OgAAAODPe9TdRYSrMdIHClFF0lE8RknPdNo-SWYXb94kfkKiW6a4nr6GA2Rwa3s8j8zcdB0sYErleEjw1JoszNDk-HAAm1T1UISwDtQN9ViGn8N0ZQaqFMKrl4PG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Não importa onde você parou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Em que momento da vida você cansou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O que importa é que sempre é possível e necessário "Recomeçar".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Recomeçar é dar uma nova chance a si mesmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;É renovar as esperanças na vida e o mais importante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;acreditar em você de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Onde você quer chegar? Ir alto...sonhe alto... Queira o melhor do melhor... Queira coisas boas para a vida... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pensando assim trazemos prá nós aquilo que desejamos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Se pensamos pequeno... coisas pequenas teremos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lembre-se somos &lt;em&gt;apaixonáveis&lt;/em&gt;... Somos sempre capazes de amar muitas e muitas vezes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afinal de contas... Nós somos o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Carlos Drummond&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Postei este texto pq tenho me identificado muito com ele (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/4198801617425150619-5473313965627536411?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/5473313965627536411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-importa-onde-voce-parou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5473313965627536411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5473313965627536411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-importa-onde-voce-parou.html' title=''/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SmvoOaV4TjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ftHJ5aQJI_g/s72-c/OgAAAODPe9TdRYSrMdIHClFF0lE8RknPdNo-SWYXb94kfkKiW6a4nr6GA2Rwa3s8j8zcdB0sYErleEjw1JoszNDk-HAAm1T1UISwDtQN9ViGn8N0ZQaqFMKrl4PG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-4559931374404087024</id><published>2009-03-19T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:10:04.364-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fala sério!? : “Naquele ano!!!”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sabe aquele ano que não se tem tempo para quase nada (inclusive &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;) a não ser estudar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O ano em que 1 semanas depois do carnaval já começa a maratona de testes (em alguns colégios aos sábados, como o meu ¬¬), aquele ano que tem aqueles profs. bem legais e aquele professor que dês da  3 semana de aula vc não aguenta mais ver a cara e aquele professor que te faz “boiar” e ou da sono &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TODAS&lt;/span&gt; as aulas? Sabe aquele ano que &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TUDO&lt;/span&gt; mudou na sua vida? De repente tem um  numero maior de aulas, vc se estressa mais, tem menos tempo de descansar, tem que estudar a tarde inteira pra dar conta, aqueles mil trabalhos e mine testes pra o dia seguinte,  tudo isso tendo teste na mesma semana, e de repente vc sente uma pressão psicológica enorme em cima de vc, e se sente tão perdida que da aquela vontade dos fracos, de desistir de &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TUDO&lt;/span&gt;. Aquele ano que praticamente não temos tempo de respirar, nem tanto tempo para nos divertirmos aliviados sabendo que não tem mais nenhuma obrigação depois, aquele ano que as fantasias acabam definitivamente (pelo menos para algumas pessoas) e realmente sente que esta &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AMADURECENDO&lt;/span&gt;, porém alguns que insistem em ter atitudes infantis.&lt;br /&gt;É assim, o ano que é “fácil” e difícil ao mesmo tempo, transtornos acontecem, mudanças radicais aparecem, as coisas tomam rumos diferentes, costumes e vontades mudam a todo tempo, a confusão domina a mente, as veses o desespero surge, mas não existe só coisas chatas, o bom é que podemos com tudo isso aprender a lidar com as dificuldades e momentos recompensastes no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Desculpem-me se demorar de postar, pelo que disse no texto a cima tô bastante atarefada :/, mas não se preocupem postarei pelo menos 1 vez ao mês, bjoks :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;texto de minha autoria. &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;favor manter a honestidade de não copiar.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-4559931374404087024?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/4559931374404087024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/03/fala-serio-naquele-ano.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/4559931374404087024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/4559931374404087024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/03/fala-serio-naquele-ano.html' title='Fala sério!? : “Naquele ano!!!”'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-7105014433406242362</id><published>2009-02-18T21:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:34:24.012-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SZy2dywXRPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HbqzflbnlE4/s1600-h/pala%C3%A7o+c%C3%B3pia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304315084092687602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SZy2dywXRPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HbqzflbnlE4/s320/pala%C3%A7o+c%C3%B3pia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Muita festa, curtição, brincadeira, momento de descontração, "fica livre por uma semana ou mais do colégio ou trabalho", tem música boa, agito geral nas cidades... Estas são algumas das&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;descrições dadas ao carnaval, porém deve-se lembrar também da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;responsabilidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;que não deve se deixar de lado.&lt;br /&gt;Saber ouvir e compreender as benditas frases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Se beber não dirija&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Previna-se de doenças sexualmente transmissíveis, use a camisinha&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Estas são as mais comuns.. mas q tem muita gente q ainda não compreende seu verdadeiro significado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então gente, divirtam-se mais com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;respeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;responsabilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Minha autoria :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/4198801617425150619-7105014433406242362?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/7105014433406242362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/02/carnaval.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7105014433406242362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7105014433406242362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SZy2dywXRPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HbqzflbnlE4/s72-c/pala%C3%A7o+c%C3%B3pia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-3887041420495247588</id><published>2009-02-02T21:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:30:38.981-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Graças&amp;Merdas: inteligência humana supera-se.</title><content type='html'>O lado bom e o lado ruim da internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lado bom&lt;/strong&gt; da internet é que as pessoas podem publicar tudo o que quiserem, pois não tem censura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lado ruim&lt;/strong&gt; da internet é que as pessoas podem publicar tudo o que quiserem, pois não tem censura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Merda pega da própria internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pérolas do Enem, só algumas:&lt;br /&gt;"Não preserve apenas o meio ambiente e sim todo ele. "&lt;br /&gt;"- O vento é uma imensa quantidade de ar. (Não tinha pensado nisso...)"&lt;br /&gt;"- Os egípcios antigos desenvolveram a arte funerária para que os mortos pudessem viver melhor. (Nada mais justo. Não dá para viver a eternidade desconfortavelmente...)"&lt;br /&gt;" - O petróleo apareceu há muitos séculos, numa época em que os peixes se afogavam dentro d'água. (Sim, por isto o Petróleo é preto. Está de luto...) "&lt;br /&gt;"- A principal função da raiz é se enterrar. (Profunda!!! ) "&lt;br /&gt;"- A unidade de força é o Newton, que significa a força que se tem que realizar em um metro da unidade de tempo, no sentido contrário. (Simples, não???)"&lt;br /&gt;"- A febre amarela foi trazida da China por Marco Polo. (Se Marco Polo tivesse viajado para a África, teria sido a peste negra, então..) "&lt;br /&gt;“Tem que destruir os destruidores por que o destruimento salva a floresta.” (pra deixar bem claro o tamanho da destruição)&lt;br /&gt;“O grande excesso de desmatamento exagerado é a causa da devastação.” (pleonasmo é lei!)"&lt;br /&gt;“Os desmatadores cortam árvores naturais da natureza.” (e as renováveis?)&lt;br /&gt;“Paremos e reflitemos.” (beleza)&lt;br /&gt;“Retirada claudestina de árvores. (caraulio!)"&lt;br /&gt;“Uma vez que se paga uma punição xis, se ganha depois vários xises. (gênio da matemática)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;trechos publicação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-3887041420495247588?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/3887041420495247588/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/02/gracas-inteligencia-humana-supera-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3887041420495247588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/3887041420495247588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/02/gracas-inteligencia-humana-supera-se.html' title='Graças&amp;Merdas: inteligência humana supera-se.'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-7474230250097048713</id><published>2009-01-23T14:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:19:35.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontos&amp;Contos: Nova era?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SXswlV66KXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3z2_AoBhVrk/s1600-h/ATgAAAAozq4kpUlSJVTd6EHt2X6a3k1pfyDaWe0M3qF7_VgYLVCMvXHz6EbBtx8gMxe6c194WuyXgf2zMe7tzryGaFxeAJtU9VCbkmwrtT5mZJJOmFuXyx0wykZf4w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294879205001668978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SXswlV66KXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3z2_AoBhVrk/s320/ATgAAAAozq4kpUlSJVTd6EHt2X6a3k1pfyDaWe0M3qF7_VgYLVCMvXHz6EbBtx8gMxe6c194WuyXgf2zMe7tzryGaFxeAJtU9VCbkmwrtT5mZJJOmFuXyx0wykZf4w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tenho pensado bastante a respeito de como as coisas estão mudando rápido demais, tanto p tempo cronológico como psicologicamente, vendo o tempo assim, fica até difícil acompanhar. Vc já parou pra perceber como o mundo ta? As crianças já tão ganhando celular com uns 5 anos de idade, os pais estão liberando o acesso a internet sem devida "checada", no conteúdo visualizado por elas (as crianças), a TV tb é um grande ponto de influencia, a violência tem aumentado, o "eu te amo", não é mais tão valorizado sendo usado como um "bom dia", ter um melhor amig&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sendo vc garota? Esta praticamente extinto! Tirar fotos? Agora a moda é tirar foto só da "cara", aquelas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; iguais, pra botar no álbum do orkut sabe? Confiar no namorado? Pra que? Ele já te "cornou", e o colégio inteiro já sabe, menos vc é claro. Sair na rua ouvindo mp4? Não se pode, Porque certamente será roubado ¬¬! Reciclar? Pra que? O mundo já esta perdido mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Você realmente deseja que a sua e as próximas épocas sejam assim?&lt;br /&gt;Certamente sua resposta será não, então trate de ajudar o mundo, fazendo a sua parte, pois estas atitudes ainda podem ser mudadas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-7474230250097048713?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/7474230250097048713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/01/pontos-nova-era.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7474230250097048713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/7474230250097048713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/01/pontos-nova-era.html' title='Pontos&amp;Contos: Nova era?'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SXswlV66KXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3z2_AoBhVrk/s72-c/ATgAAAAozq4kpUlSJVTd6EHt2X6a3k1pfyDaWe0M3qF7_VgYLVCMvXHz6EbBtx8gMxe6c194WuyXgf2zMe7tzryGaFxeAJtU9VCbkmwrtT5mZJJOmFuXyx0wykZf4w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-5565264414543695835</id><published>2009-01-05T09:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:54:04.361-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tédio nas férias? NÃO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH9fddI1kI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5X_9G0uVv7U/s1600-h/ATgAAADcxES8ytCfLNMjs5ky1l03q0BHYtUHpe9FTmxIHX0c4gZwD1LgdUbImPiSMmPV-GrWIpRDCOJoAOgYZ9i_X2EKAJtU9VDG3PCqTToF6Ia2CGLxAQutOTLXfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287786154434287170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH9fddI1kI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5X_9G0uVv7U/s320/ATgAAADcxES8ytCfLNMjs5ky1l03q0BHYtUHpe9FTmxIHX0c4gZwD1LgdUbImPiSMmPV-GrWIpRDCOJoAOgYZ9i_X2EKAJtU9VDG3PCqTToF6Ia2CGLxAQutOTLXfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Já pensou se não esta se rendendo facilmente a preguiça e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ao tédio?&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que vc não viaje há muitas que vc pode fazer nas férias! Porque não ler um livro novo? Não ganhou nenhum e ta sem money pra comprar? Porque não reler um livro que tenha gostado muito, ou ir a uma biblioteca da sua cidade? Se não gosta de ler, porque não marcar uma sessão de cinema com a prima, as amigas, ficante’ ou namorado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Ou até mesmo ir a praia com eles/elas.&lt;br /&gt;Porque ao invés de passar horas fuçando a vida alheia no orkut, ou catando gente pra falar no msn mesmo sem assunto algum, não escreve ou liga pra uma amiga que não vê a tempos, isso pode ser até muito divertido. Ou até visitar uma amiga, um parente que goste muito. Além disso, ainda pode aproveitar pra fazer cursos interessantes de coisas que goste de fazer. Abuse de sua criatividade garota(o)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ta vendo, existe muitas coisas para se fazer nas férias além de dormir e ficar grudada na tela do pc. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aproveite! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Texto de minha autoria :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-5565264414543695835?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/5565264414543695835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/01/tdio-nas-frias-no.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5565264414543695835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/5565264414543695835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/01/tdio-nas-frias-no.html' title='Tédio nas férias? NÃO!'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH9fddI1kI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5X_9G0uVv7U/s72-c/ATgAAADcxES8ytCfLNMjs5ky1l03q0BHYtUHpe9FTmxIHX0c4gZwD1LgdUbImPiSMmPV-GrWIpRDCOJoAOgYZ9i_X2EKAJtU9VDG3PCqTToF6Ia2CGLxAQutOTLXfg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-1192791987219792554</id><published>2009-01-05T08:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:57:10.534-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sendo eu mesma (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287779162475550402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH3IeYRVsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KkHdSuF3VyM/s320/ATgAAAB8KX7OH2MPF2tqNBD_86uY5MdDAYqGFpLXy2Ao_OK5L5u2SCajt6cM702wOiywdr3oEvFnzToEEpBA5J0Zi8ZfAJtU9VBXWVvQwXY7cWFVYvM3wDHteVCzlQ+c%C3%B3pia+c%C3%B3pia.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Já pensou se por um acaso não esta cedendo demais suas vontades para fazer o que as pessoas querem? É importante ceder um pouco, mas na dose certa. Muitas vezes é melhor fazer o que vem pela sua cabeça (se isso tiver cabimento, é claro &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;), pois muitas vezes deixamos de nos satisfazer para fazer o que os outros querem fazer, depois acaba se arrependendo e ha casos de ficarem “ deprimidos” atoa. É preciso saber que tudo tem uma dose certa, pois excessos fazem mal. Então seja você e mais ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Viva! E aprenda a ser independente para que possa conquistar a liberdade! Tem coisa melhor que isso? Não mesmo! Muitas pessoas deixam de se vestir do jeito que ta afim, do jeito que gosta, por conta do que “os outros vão achar” Ah pelo amor de Deus, se o Deus quisesse que fossemos padronizados , criaria todos com a mesma cara não acha?&lt;br /&gt;Pois é... Zelo pelo bonito com meu gosto, se eu quiser misturar cores diferentes, o que é que tem? A final quem inventou a moda não teve que ter o estilo próprio? Pois é. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seja você e seja feliz! Isso que realmente importa!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;texto de minha autoria. :*&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/4198801617425150619-1192791987219792554?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1192791987219792554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/01/sendo-eu-mesma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1192791987219792554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1192791987219792554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2009/01/sendo-eu-mesma.html' title='Sendo eu mesma (:'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH3IeYRVsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KkHdSuF3VyM/s72-c/ATgAAAB8KX7OH2MPF2tqNBD_86uY5MdDAYqGFpLXy2Ao_OK5L5u2SCajt6cM702wOiywdr3oEvFnzToEEpBA5J0Zi8ZfAJtU9VBXWVvQwXY7cWFVYvM3wDHteVCzlQ+c%C3%B3pia+c%C3%B3pia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-1956403256658388749</id><published>2008-12-31T22:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:08:25.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dois.inove ;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH4IaVEvuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iGNV8YT9SNc/s1600-h/chapain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287780260900028130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH4IaVEvuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iGNV8YT9SNc/s320/chapain.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Feliz Ano Novo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O ano novo só é novo se fizermos coisas novas! Inove e renove! Role na areia, abrace seu cachorro, diga àquela pessoa que está afim dela, perca a timidez, tome banho de chuva, faça bolhas de sabão, coloque os pés sujos no sofá, fale de boca cheia, sorria com chocolate no dente.. CURTA A VIDA DE UM MODO DIFERENTE! Renove e Inove!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Texto humildimente copiado' de um amigo :*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E Viva o lado &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COCA-COLA&lt;/span&gt; da vida :*&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/4198801617425150619-1956403256658388749?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/1956403256658388749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2008/12/doisinove.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1956403256658388749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/1956403256658388749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2008/12/doisinove.html' title='Dois.inove ;*'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH4IaVEvuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iGNV8YT9SNc/s72-c/chapain.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-581005858316314896</id><published>2008-12-27T22:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:10:36.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pontos&amp;Contos: Lidando com as frustrações</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH2qtAkwdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Y8gSEh-1-4s/s1600-h/ATcAAABRzgyj73JgV25wp0D-In8crRnsrwnehKvepEbGiLiYgIEH7TGEXL_saDXsOljgxJkk48mSVJFPtQgB860LjtK3AJtU9VCz_dEOa74qJCIQzNCZ7o8cgUYTQw+c%C3%B3pia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287778651006616018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH2qtAkwdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Y8gSEh-1-4s/s320/ATcAAABRzgyj73JgV25wp0D-In8crRnsrwnehKvepEbGiLiYgIEH7TGEXL_saDXsOljgxJkk48mSVJFPtQgB860LjtK3AJtU9VCz_dEOa74qJCIQzNCZ7o8cgUYTQw+c%C3%B3pia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Meio difícil lidar com problemas enquanto tudo que mais queria era relaxar, desistressar e realmente descansar nas férias, porém isso praticamente parece ser impossível. Quanto mais eu tento achar um tempinho de paz, mais aparecem coisas pra me tirar do serio, alias me tirar da alegria, pra sentir a felicidade se desmoronando. Na verdade nunca soube o que são férias divertidas, pois nunca viajei por muito tempo, indo pra um lugar diferente que me fizesse me sentir bem. Para mim as férias é sempre essa maravilhosa (sim, eu fui irônica) coisa entediante, que só me permite entradas e saídas da internet e só ¬¬. Nem um "Amorzinho de férias" nem uma troca de bilhetes bobos ou cartas de correio com amigas existe mais. O grande sentido de férias esta perdendo a graça, pois no colégio pelo menos estamos sempre vendo coisas diferentes, gente diferente, e vivendo momentos (pode muitas vezes ser estressante) mas diferentes. Sinto como se nada tivesse graça, e o mundo tivesse completamente parado. Uma saudade anônima e inexplicável, e só isso. Nem as musicas que mais gosto tem me animado tanto. E a única coisa que me agrada no momento é dormir. Mais como isso tudo pode ser diferente? Nem posso imaginar. Mas procuro novas oportunidade de melhora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198801617425150619-581005858316314896?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/581005858316314896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2008/12/lidando-com-as-frustraes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/581005858316314896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/581005858316314896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2008/12/lidando-com-as-frustraes.html' title='Pontos&amp;Contos: Lidando com as frustrações'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SWH2qtAkwdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Y8gSEh-1-4s/s72-c/ATcAAABRzgyj73JgV25wp0D-In8crRnsrwnehKvepEbGiLiYgIEH7TGEXL_saDXsOljgxJkk48mSVJFPtQgB860LjtK3AJtU9VCz_dEOa74qJCIQzNCZ7o8cgUYTQw+c%C3%B3pia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198801617425150619.post-8568153876416004292</id><published>2008-12-16T22:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:10:48.369-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudando conceitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SUhU0HtBB0I/AAAAAAAAACY/RKWZckdyJ0I/s1600-h/ATcAAAAtTRrnU8BtCNOT9d_o2U1n1EHUl3UHsWqWhCnO2Wawj6_GMHjXbwBMv19Wvf1V_VS2MZT97lRWKFcftfqK7K3nAJtU9VDDFQYcwYNWcqExgKMUhyZYluKn9Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280563817489696578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SUhU0HtBB0I/AAAAAAAAACY/RKWZckdyJ0I/s320/ATcAAAAtTRrnU8BtCNOT9d_o2U1n1EHUl3UHsWqWhCnO2Wawj6_GMHjXbwBMv19Wvf1V_VS2MZT97lRWKFcftfqK7K3nAJtU9VDDFQYcwYNWcqExgKMUhyZYluKn9Q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mundando novamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Muitas veses na vida não ficamos satisfeitos(as) com as decisões ou atitudes tomadas, desta vez não estava satisfeita com o blog e resolvi fazer uma pequena mudança, postarei sobre tudo que achar interessante, sempre que puder e estiver afim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/4198801617425150619-8568153876416004292?l=exclamativateen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/feeds/8568153876416004292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2008/12/ano-novo-vida-nova-blog-novo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/8568153876416004292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198801617425150619/posts/default/8568153876416004292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exclamativateen.blogspot.com/2008/12/ano-novo-vida-nova-blog-novo.html' title='Mudando conceitos'/><author><name>Ágata Magalhães</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11554141911608469484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/TGs57zpBNQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xlIQNT-5S5E/S220/CIMG2895+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el_atdhNMa4/SUhU0HtBB0I/AAAAAAAAACY/RKWZckdyJ0I/s72-c/ATcAAAAtTRrnU8BtCNOT9d_o2U1n1EHUl3UHsWqWhCnO2Wawj6_GMHjXbwBMv19Wvf1V_VS2MZT97lRWKFcftfqK7K3nAJtU9VDDFQYcwYNWcqExgKMUhyZYluKn9Q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
