<?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-5831461488512205964</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:59:38.865+01:00</updated><category term='pulseiras'/><title type='text'>orquidea colorida</title><subtitle type='html'>porque nem todos os dias temos a mesma "cor" para viver</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWpoTk1515I/AAAAAAAAAL8/JdNP2cPN7sQ/s200/HPIM1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWpnQqrn8eI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kKI1VCuvJCk/s1600-h/HPIM1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290154248332898786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWpnQqrn8eI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kKI1VCuvJCk/s200/HPIM1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-6694242745756916852?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/6694242745756916852/comments/default' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWppCic1uXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/vVCdXqnMg6s/s72-c/HPIM1696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-3279996984809440083</id><published>2009-01-11T21:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:53:08.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>um filme que eu nao vou perder</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAr9MshmX8w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAr9MshmX8w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um filme baseado na historia de John Groban com o titulo MARLEY&amp;EU que li em 2007, foi prenda de aniversario do meu irmao quando fiz 24 anos, ele sabe a minha paixao louca que tenho por caes e para mais por labradores. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-3279996984809440083?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/3279996984809440083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=3279996984809440083' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3279996984809440083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3279996984809440083'/><link 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o lanche dos papas quando chegassem estafados coitados!&lt;br /&gt;Digam la que nao me aprumei? ein ein&lt;br /&gt;Quem quiser fazer utilizei:&lt;br /&gt;*260Gr de farinha&lt;br /&gt;*125gr de açucar&lt;br /&gt;*60gr de manteiga&lt;br /&gt;*3 ovos&lt;br /&gt;*5 dl de leite&lt;br /&gt;*uma pitada de sal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meti 3dl de leite ao lume com a manteiga ate esta derreter,  enquanto juntei a farinha, o açucar a pitada de sal, os ovos um a um e por fim o leite mexer td muito bem ate ficar homogeneo e juntar o restante leite com a manteiga ao preparado! e pronto dps e so ter a maquinazinha que sao super baratas e praticas e faz-se uns lanchinhos á maneira&lt;br /&gt;Bom apetite :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290136328798027714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWpW9nNlP8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/FiX5BbgVe9M/s200/HPIM1709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eles gostaram muitos tadinhos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Um grande BEIJAO para os meus pais que AMO muito e admiro mais que ninguem! sao uns eternos lutadores com a vida e tudo o que sou e o que tenho é devido a grande força e coragem deles!Sao uns pais maravilhosos, unicos e EU AMO-OS infinitamente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Orquidea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-5175857258259174977?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/5175857258259174977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=5175857258259174977' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5175857258259174977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5175857258259174977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2009/01/domingo-tarde.html' title='domingo a tarde'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWpW9nNlP8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/FiX5BbgVe9M/s72-c/HPIM1709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-8193039665458489121</id><published>2009-01-07T15:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:13:26.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>crepusculo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cs9DnBnfKUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cs9DnBnfKUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apaixonante&lt;br /&gt;doce&lt;br /&gt;supreendente&lt;br /&gt;adorei.... simplesmente fascinate!&lt;br /&gt;fez-me sonhar :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-2921508099748173085</id><published>2009-01-04T03:38:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:07:06.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mais umas pulseiritas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAmu9j0HnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/a_yLcOXxB3s/s1600-h/HPIM1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287268550773579378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAmu9j0HnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/a_yLcOXxB3s/s200/HPIM1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAmVRXYVbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iRQVqREKvyc/s1600-h/HPIM1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287268109413537202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAmVRXYVbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iRQVqREKvyc/s200/HPIM1688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAmAqahVoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/24jhl4XCwUY/s1600-h/HPIM1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287267755360343682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAmAqahVoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/24jhl4XCwUY/s200/HPIM1682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287267347846595218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAlo8TrApI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B4gbvqgJwSk/s200/HPIM1687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287266904597949170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAlPJE9avI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0B2_J7PSVvk/s200/HPIM1671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287266519468564754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAk4uW9YRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/daEjeCyu67k/s200/HPIM1667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287266153540575842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SWAhwQF6TVI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cdfZgRp1QI0/s200/HPIM1640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; ora aqui estao mais umas pulseiritas feitas por mim, embora algumas ja nao estejam disponiveis, pois foram embora com as prendinhas de natal, ams ficam a conhecer o que ja fiz ate hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate um dia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;orquidea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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target="_blank"&gt;RecadosAnimados.com&lt;/small&gt;&lt;a/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queridos amigos, leitores, conhecidos... toda a gente &lt;br /&gt;Espero que tenham passado a transiçao de ano da melhor forma, a sorrir e junto das pessoas que mais amam, desejo para todos vos que 2009 seja um ano simplesmente replecto de tudo de bom, que consigam atingir os vossos objectivos, que conquistem quem ate hj nao conquistaram , que sintam o amor de verdade, que sorriam muito e que as vossas vidas sejam repletas de magia, que nos vossos olhos existam estrelinhas de felicidade a brilhar... tudo o que desejo para mim desejo para todos vos tb!&lt;br /&gt;Vamos todos acreditar, lutar e ter pensamentos positivos para que tudo corra como desejamos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um beijinho grande &lt;br /&gt;BOM ANO 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G9jhuWUgT_s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;It's something about &lt;br /&gt;Just something about &lt;br /&gt;The way she moved&lt;br /&gt;I cant figure it out &lt;br /&gt;There's something &lt;br /&gt;About her &lt;br /&gt;(About her)&lt;br /&gt;Say ooh &lt;br /&gt;There's something &lt;br /&gt;About kinda women &lt;br /&gt;That want you &lt;br /&gt;But dont need you&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out &lt;br /&gt;There's something &lt;br /&gt;About her&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she walk like a boss &lt;br /&gt;Talk like a boss&lt;br /&gt;Manicured nalis &lt;br /&gt;Just sent &lt;br /&gt;The pedicure off&lt;br /&gt;She's fly effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she move like a boss &lt;br /&gt;Do what a boss&lt;br /&gt;Do, she got me thinking &lt;br /&gt;About getting involved&lt;br /&gt;That's the kinda girl &lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love her&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;Wont you come &lt;br /&gt;And spend a little time&lt;br /&gt;She got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love her&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;Ooh the way you shine&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh, mmm&lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;There's something &lt;br /&gt;About kinda woman &lt;br /&gt;That can do &lt;br /&gt;It for herself&lt;br /&gt;I look at her &lt;br /&gt;And it makes me proud &lt;br /&gt;There's something &lt;br /&gt;About her&lt;br /&gt;There something &lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;So sexy &lt;br /&gt;About the kinda women &lt;br /&gt;That don't even &lt;br /&gt;Need my help&lt;br /&gt;She says she got it &lt;br /&gt;She got it &lt;br /&gt;No doubt &lt;br /&gt;There's something &lt;br /&gt;About her&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she work &lt;br /&gt;Like the boss &lt;br /&gt;Play like the boss&lt;br /&gt;Car and a crib &lt;br /&gt;She about &lt;br /&gt;To pay em both off&lt;br /&gt;And her bills &lt;br /&gt;Are paid on time&lt;br /&gt;She made for a boss &lt;br /&gt;Soley a boss&lt;br /&gt;Anything less &lt;br /&gt;She's telling em &lt;br /&gt;To get lost&lt;br /&gt;That's the girl&lt;br /&gt;That on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love her&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;Won't you come &lt;br /&gt;And spend &lt;br /&gt;A little time&lt;br /&gt;She got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love her&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;The way you shine&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her favourite thing &lt;br /&gt;Is to say &lt;br /&gt;Don't worry i got it&lt;br /&gt;And everything she got &lt;br /&gt;Best believe &lt;br /&gt;She bought it&lt;br /&gt;She gon steal my heart &lt;br /&gt;Ain't no doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;Girl &lt;br /&gt;Your everything i need &lt;br /&gt;Said your everything &lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love her&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;Wont you come &lt;br /&gt;And spend a little time&lt;br /&gt;She got her own thing&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love her&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;Ooh the way you shine&lt;br /&gt;Miss independent&lt;br /&gt;That's why i love her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-1559119132523329109?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/1559119132523329109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-5912714133011609424</id><published>2008-12-28T16:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:22:57.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>secretamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOZJCH6EN9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOZJCH6EN9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo por ti, tu nem me vês&lt;br /&gt;Só mais um dia, amanhã talvez...&lt;br /&gt;E fico à espera de ver em ti&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento que trago dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu só posso imaginar, o que podia ser&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te pudesse abraçar, se eu te pudesse ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrão)&lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, à espera de um gesto...de um sinal &lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, tentando saber se dás por mim afinal&lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, à procura de um toque...de um olhar&lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, tentando saber se algum dia os nossos mundos se irão cruzar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual o caminho que irá dar&lt;br /&gt;A esse teu mundo onde eu queria entrar?&lt;br /&gt;E tantas vezes eu já sorri&lt;br /&gt;Só por lembrar-me, só por pensar em ti&lt;br /&gt;E eu só posso imaginar o que podia ser&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te pudesse abraçar, se eu te pudesse ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Refrão)&lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, à espera de um gesto...de um sinal&lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, tentando saber se dás por mim afinal&lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, à procura de um toque...de um olhar&lt;br /&gt;Secretamente, tentando saber se algum dia os nossos mundos se irão cruzar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-5912714133011609424?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/5912714133011609424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=5912714133011609424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5912714133011609424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5912714133011609424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVaD8znxnhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/f2Uelz33ahc/s200/HPIM1511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;antes de ter tempo para vos apresenatr a minha cadelinha, ela desapareceu :( dai o meu atraso a vos enviar a mensagem de natal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sinto-me culpada pois foi comigo que ela fugiu para nao voltar:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o que a conteceu foi uma tragedia, pois alguem muito mau matou a minha menina apenas para judiar com ela! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ela era muito meiga e inteligente, o dixie sente tanto a falta dela! todos nos sentimos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;para sempre minha menina na minha memoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-4223828814084368811?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i218.photobucket.com/albums/cc41/recadosanimados-religiosos/natal/th_natal-5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-5292437075742630545</id><published>2008-12-11T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:26:19.321+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sonhos perdidos</title><content type='html'>Quando os nossos sonhos se acabam,&lt;br /&gt; Fica um vazio imenso, Uma vontade de parar,&lt;br /&gt; De desistir de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;É um período difícil,&lt;br /&gt; Em q os dias, as horas,&lt;br /&gt;E até os segundos são longos.&lt;br /&gt; Ñ conseguimos progredir,&lt;br /&gt;Falta vontade,&lt;br /&gt; Falta motivação,&lt;br /&gt;Nos fechamos para tudo E para todos,&lt;br /&gt;Como se nada importasse,&lt;br /&gt; Nada tivesse algum valor,&lt;br /&gt; Vamos nos destruindo pouco a pouco.&lt;br /&gt;Pq será q muitas coisas q acreditamos&lt;br /&gt;chegam ao fim Acreditamos na felicidade eterna,&lt;br /&gt;e, Muitas vezes,&lt;br /&gt; Ela ñ passa de um pequeno tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Tempo suficiente para deixar uma saudade infinita...&lt;br /&gt;Até q um dia...&lt;br /&gt;Um novo sonho começa a dar o ar de sua graça...&lt;br /&gt;Vem chegando de mansinho,&lt;br /&gt; Tentando abrir os cadeados do nosso coração...&lt;br /&gt;Estamos trancados,&lt;br /&gt;Com um enorme medo de sofrer de novo,&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo assim,&lt;br /&gt;O novo sonho vem chegando,&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo na mala,&lt;br /&gt;tudo de novo...&lt;br /&gt;E como todo novo sonho,&lt;br /&gt;È regado de novidades q fascinam,&lt;br /&gt;Mexendo com emoções adormecidas...&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo de volta,&lt;br /&gt;A emoção de viver,&lt;br /&gt;Amar, recomeçar!!&lt;br /&gt;Nesta hora,&lt;br /&gt; Quando tudo ressurge,&lt;br /&gt;Podemos avaliar melhor a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Descobrimos q nada é eterno,&lt;br /&gt;E q tudo deve ser aproveitado intensamente...&lt;br /&gt;Temos q transformar cada pequeno instante,&lt;br /&gt;Em grandes momentos.&lt;br /&gt;Eliminar tudo q maltrata o corpo,&lt;br /&gt;O espirito,&lt;br /&gt;E dar lugar somente ao q nos engrandece!!!&lt;br /&gt; E se os sonhos estiverem nas nuvens,&lt;br /&gt;Ñ te preocupes...&lt;br /&gt;Eles estão no lugar certo,&lt;br /&gt;Constrói os alicerces,&lt;br /&gt;E sobe!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nunca desistas de ser feliz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-5292437075742630545?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-5671258893943965433</id><published>2008-12-04T23:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:32:26.911+01:00</updated><title type='text'>triste noticia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SThaJuWRMQI/AAAAAAAAAII/d7KkbgMmUQ4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276066086571290882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SThaJuWRMQI/AAAAAAAAAII/d7KkbgMmUQ4/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt; me esqueci que fiquei de escrever sobre o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dixie&lt;/span&gt;, mas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;para&lt;/span&gt; escrever preciso de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inspiração&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;estou um pouco triste... recebemos um telefonema a dar uma triste noticia de um primo, que teve um grave acidente de carro e infelizmente fez um grave traumatismo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;craniano&lt;/span&gt; que lhe provocou o coma... encontra-se num estado demasiado grave, e os &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;médicos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; revelam muita esperança!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque as velocidades? porque temos uma vida &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tão&lt;/span&gt; ocupada que nos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;provoca&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt; e nos leva a andar numa correria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;desenfreada&lt;/span&gt; para estarmos em todo o lado ao mesmo tempo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;já&lt;/span&gt; perdi algumas pessoas que gostava muito em acidentes e.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; estou preparada para perder mais uma :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Força primo, agarra-te a vida! Luta cada segundo para recuperares e voltares para nos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;orquídea&lt;/span&gt; Murcha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-5671258893943965433?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/5671258893943965433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=5671258893943965433' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5671258893943965433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5671258893943965433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/12/triste-noticia.html' title='triste noticia'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SThaJuWRMQI/AAAAAAAAAII/d7KkbgMmUQ4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-6644938467105981571</id><published>2008-12-02T22:06:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:32:29.185+01:00</updated><title type='text'>os caes da minha vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWxzdMpZoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OAv3VrMjyhE/s1600-h/00000205794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275318036103521922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWxzdMpZoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OAv3VrMjyhE/s200/00000205794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho andado a ler um livro &lt;em&gt;Como Salvamos Sprite,&lt;/em&gt; de Mark R. Levin, e fiquei fascinada, terminei de o ler hoje e não consegui parar de chorar nas ultimas 65 paginas, eu sou uma apaixonada por cães e doeu-me tanto sentir a dor que aquele dono deve ter sentido, e não parava de pensar nos dois cães que perdi em Janeiro de 2007 o NINO e o NICO, e o que poderia acontecer ao meu dixie ou a minha yara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recomendo o livro e fantástico vale a pena a sua leitura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas gostava de repartir convosco um pouco dos "cães da minha vida!", estas duas perdas surgiram na fase mais co&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWpTXiIC5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/PzZzzJT5tTk/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275308688734161810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWpTXiIC5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/PzZzzJT5tTk/s200/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mplicada da minha vida, na fase mais aguda, foram duas perdas complicadas e dolorosas para mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O nino já tinha 11 anos quando morreu.... era um cão tão meigo, divertido, inteligente, sofria de epilepsia, ainda hoje recordo a 1ªvez que o vi a ter o ataque, chorei tanto pensei que ele fosse morrer nos meus braços... era muito meu amigo, muito doce, compreensível e muito mimado por todos nos, quando veio cá para casa era uma bolinha tão pequenina que cabia numa mão he he era lindo! tenho algumas fotos mas tenho de as digitalizar, prometo que o farei e repartirei convosco a doçura que ele era quando ainda era um cachorrinho! Foi o único cão na minha vida em 25 anos da minha vida que me mordeu, ele tinha muita personalida&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWpvqpkEjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I7V9SwlXkVw/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275309174901969458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWpvqpkEjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/I7V9SwlXkVw/s200/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;de e eu por vezes desafiava-o lol ele quando comia não gostava que lhe tocassem e eu era teimosa um dia levei uma dentada tão forte que ainda hoje olho para as marcas que tenho dos 2 caninos superiores na minha mão e penso, &lt;em&gt;como e que um&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;cão tão pequeno me deixou assim&lt;/em&gt;! infelizmente no ultimo ano da sua vida começou a ficar muito doente e começou a perder o pelo,o brilho que tinha nos olhos, ficara com um olhar triste, sempre nos defendeu ate ao ultimo dia, os veternario faziam exames e não conseguiam detectar a sua doença, mas ele nunca desistiu viveu um ano complicado, medicado, mas sempre fiel a nos!&lt;br /&gt;Doeu -me muito quando dei por falta dele... tava muito frio em Janeiro e eu chego de noite a casa... mas mesmo doentinho saia da casa dele e vinha cumprimentar ao portão... naquele dia não veio.... pensei que fosse por frio.... no dia seguinte tb não... questionei em casa ONDE ESTA O NINO!?? o nino tinha falecido... :( e eu não tive la, como ele teve quando precisei de mimo ou atenção! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWyi8tQRWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Bi-cnEwX11E/s1600-h/DSC02590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275318852015637858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWyi8tQRWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Bi-cnEwX11E/s200/DSC02590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto saudades tuas meu nininho! vou -te recordar sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O nico... desapareceu 10 dias depois do nino morrer... foi a gota de agua, eu não&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STW3LQmcLfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/fnvBym0wx30/s1600-h/18-09-05_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275323942597045746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STW3LQmcLfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/fnvBym0wx30/s200/18-09-05_1844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aguentava mais nenhuma perda naquela fase.... os meus dois amiguinhos tinham me deixado os dois... eu pensei que ele voltasse como ate aquele dia tinha acontecido, dias antes ele tinha fugido para ir ter com as cadelas... e ate hoje não sabemos como, pois &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;para&lt;/span&gt; evitar isso ele ficava preso na corrente pq ele fizera um buraco na vedação para fugir .... e não sabemos como alguém entrou dentro da nossa casa e solto-o voltou 2 dias dps, (eu procurei td a procura dele desesperada).... ferido e mordido.... mas eu tratei dele e ficou bem novamente....uma semana dps ele voltou a desaparecer para nunca mais aparecer.... chorei tanto, vi-me a fazer coisas que nunca imaginei.... panfletos com a sua fotografia espalhados por todo o lado, corri tudo de carro eu esta a desejar de sair do trabalho para o procurar, corri todos os canis, podia alguém o entregado... nada! nada do meu nico ! Onde estaria ele?estaria bem? teria fome? na parava de pensar nele.... e foi ai que tive a noção da gravidade em que eu me encontrava, passado 3 semanas de ele desaparecer e de buscas diárias eu não me mentalizava que o tinha perdido, uma noite ia a passar por uma estrada e ia ter com uns amigos, encontrei um cão com ar de abandonado, sujo, esfomeado... igualzinho ao NICO.... chamei e ele respondeu, embora de uma forma mais murcha comecei a chorar de tanta alegria e fui busca-lo ele aceitou-me e vim para casa a saltar de alegria.... cheguei a casa a gritar por a minha mãe a dizer que o tinha encontrado.... a minha mãe olhou para ele e disse " ohh filha não e o nico" chorei tanto.... doeu tanto porque na realidade eu sabia que não era ele, mas eu não o queria perder, e tava a tentar me enganar a mim mesma e doeu muito encarar a realidade de mais uma perda..... o estado de loucura a que eu cheguei :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o Nico teve uma vida tão curta e tão triste embora eu saiba que ele foi feliz nos 2 anos que teve comigo.... alguém o tinha encontrado perdido na praia, abandonado tinha ele 1 ano e acolheu-o, ele era muito traquina e resolveram da-lo, o meu tio ficou com ele mas &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWwct0ZB6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/JLKRJWHjxaI/s1600-h/HPIM0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275316545916569506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWwct0ZB6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/JLKRJWHjxaI/s200/HPIM0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vivia num apartamento... ele era demasiado activo e o meu tio resolveu dar -mo pois nos temos espaço! foi uma paixão a 1 vista a empatia mutua entre nos.... sempre foi muito meigo, muito carinhoso comigo, e tinha uma devoção especial comigo.... uma noite a minha mae liga-me apavorada a chorar para eu vir para casa que o nico tinha sido atacado por um rotweiler, dentro do meu jardim... brincadeiras de crianças ( n vou entrar em pormenores) pois ele tinha sido mordido e quando o conseguiram soltar do outro fugiu para dentro de casa para o meu quarto a minha procura e não deixava ninguém se aproximar dele.... quanto entrei ele estava escondido atrás do meu puff a tremer, assim que me ouviu correu para mim como a chorar, chorei agarrada a ele... tratei dele, das feridas dele precisava de ver o quanto ferido ele tava e fiquei perto dele ate adormecer.... são pequenos momentos que nunca esquecerei... fizeram parte da fase ma da minha vida que me ira marcar para sempre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiveste tão pouco tempo comigo e marcaste -me tanto! nunca te esqueço de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWzk5SSlgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/JNdnF66HxVw/s1600-h/16-08-05_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275319984968603138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWzk5SSlgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/JNdnF66HxVw/s200/16-08-05_2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora tenho mais 2 O DIXIE e a YARA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanha continuarei !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijinhos para todos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-6644938467105981571?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/6644938467105981571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=6644938467105981571' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/6644938467105981571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/6644938467105981571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/12/os-caes-da-minha-vida.html' title='os caes da minha vida'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STWxzdMpZoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OAv3VrMjyhE/s72-c/00000205794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-8779657846463277486</id><published>2008-11-29T20:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:41:40.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>para aqueles que estao longe e o coraçao nao esquece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3098476543631404910&amp;amp;site=widget-6e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543631404910&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p1/3098476543631404910/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543631404910&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p2/3098476543631404910/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3098476543631404910&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p4/3098476543631404910/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu realmente nao consigo estar sem inventar!&lt;br /&gt;Nao tenho jeitinho nenhum, imaginem se tivesse a seca que eu era LOL&lt;br /&gt;mas como nesta situaçao nao e a questao do jetinho mas sim o facto do miminho para quem esta longe de nos e de kem gostamos!&lt;br /&gt;acho que irao valorizar mais por ser eu a fazer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-8779657846463277486?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/8779657846463277486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=8779657846463277486' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/8779657846463277486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/8779657846463277486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/11/para-aqueles-que-estao-longe-e-o-coraao.html' title='para aqueles que estao longe e o coraçao nao esquece'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-1159307009108580267</id><published>2008-11-29T19:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:47:48.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'>frio do natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STGOGKu3v0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/aSjIx2WStAA/s1600-h/neve.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STGOGKu3v0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/aSjIx2WStAA/s200/neve.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274152875238866754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o frio á seria chegou mesmo....&lt;br /&gt;brrrr tremo por todos os lados, nao sei como hei de andar, so me sinto bem de pijama e pantufas sentada na sala junto a lareira a beber uma boa chavena de cha kentinha! &lt;br /&gt;agora estou sentadinha ao lado do akecedor e lembrei-me de uma coisa horrivel he hehe tenho 25 anos e nunca vi neve (tenho um medoo do frioo brrrrr)....caramba sou mesmo algarvia! he he... mas gostava de sentir a sensaçao do toque da neve, de escorregar na neve... sentir nevar sobre a minha face e ficar com a ponta do nariz gelada! he he he&lt;br /&gt;1º objectivo de 2009 VER NEVE| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agasalhem-se bem!&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-1159307009108580267?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/1159307009108580267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=1159307009108580267' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/1159307009108580267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/1159307009108580267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/11/frio-do-natal.html' title='frio do natal'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/STGOGKu3v0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/aSjIx2WStAA/s72-c/neve.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-1208506812722495269</id><published>2008-11-21T22:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:03:07.788+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nunca me esqueci de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKaUO4uMp48&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKaUO4uMp48&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bato a porta devagar, &lt;br /&gt;Olho só mais uma vez &lt;br /&gt;Como é tão bonita esta avenida... &lt;br /&gt;É o cais. Flor do cais: &lt;br /&gt;Águas mansas e a nudez &lt;br /&gt;Frágil como as asas de uma vida &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o riso, é a lágrima &lt;br /&gt;A expressão incontrolada &lt;br /&gt;Não podia ser de outra maneira &lt;br /&gt;É a sorte, é a sina &lt;br /&gt;Uma mão cheia de nada &lt;br /&gt;E o mundo à cabeceira &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca &lt;br /&gt;Me esqueci de ti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo muda, tudo parte &lt;br /&gt;Tudo tem o seu avesso. &lt;br /&gt;Frágil a memória da paixão... &lt;br /&gt;É a lua. Fim da tarde &lt;br /&gt;É a brisa onde adormeço &lt;br /&gt;Quente como a tua mão &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca &lt;br /&gt;Me esqueci de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tou apaixonada pela musica! espero que gostem tanto como eu :P&lt;br /&gt;ate a proxima&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-1208506812722495269?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/1208506812722495269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=1208506812722495269' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/1208506812722495269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/1208506812722495269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/11/nunca-me-esqueci-de-ti.html' title='nunca me esqueci de ti'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-578065056153068729</id><published>2008-11-12T22:09:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:36:50.549+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulseiras'/><title type='text'>pulseiras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SRtOYEutA1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/55Zk94RO8co/s1600-h/HPIM1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267890364633383762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SRtOYEutA1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/55Zk94RO8co/s200/HPIM1606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SRtN_OhGjFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/aUeV4uMLEZE/s1600-h/HPIM1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267889937763961938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SRtN_OhGjFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/aUeV4uMLEZE/s200/HPIM1603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SRtNg7NNBkI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YLSq6n02Ebk/s1600-h/HPIM1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267889417184151106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SRtNg7NNBkI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YLSq6n02Ebk/s200/HPIM1602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SRtNIgXrCJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NWglUGRlgF4/s1600-h/HPIM1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267888997663443090" style="FLOAT: right; 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&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2882303761534086693&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p2/2882303761534086693/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2882303761534086693&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p4/2882303761534086693/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alem da musica que e uma coisa que amo e me corre nas veias gostava de repartir convosco um pekeno passatempo! no inverno sabe bem estar no kentinho! &lt;br /&gt;como estamos em crise resolvi criar o meu passatempo em prendinhas de natal para as minhas amiguinhas!&lt;br /&gt;espero que gostem, aceito criticas e elogios ( he he he :D clarooo )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-3844363965930111431?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/3844363965930111431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=3844363965930111431' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3844363965930111431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3844363965930111431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/11/um-passatempo.html' title='um passatempo'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-4353830716323920410</id><published>2008-11-09T17:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:20:12.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nao te vou esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X-ZZ6gsme1I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X-ZZ6gsme1I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-4353830716323920410?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/4353830716323920410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=4353830716323920410' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/4353830716323920410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/4353830716323920410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/11/nao-te-vou-esquecer.html' title='nao te vou esquecer'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-6579289761036894234</id><published>2008-10-03T17:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:32:26.044+01:00</updated><title type='text'>os homens nao gostam de celulite????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Celulite. Eles não gostam? Azarucho!Todos os dias ao sair de casa dou de caras com um anúncio que me deixalogo mal disposta até aí às três da tarde. É da clínica Persona etem esta brilhante tirada publicitária: 'os homens não gostam decelulite'.É que, de facto, era este o argumento que me faltava para eu pôr fim àcelulite que se instalou no meu rabo sem qualquer espécie depermissão.Eu até gosto de ter celulite, adoro! Faço os possíveis por ter sempre maise mais... ah, mas espera lá, se os homens não gostam, então eu voujá pagar um tratamento de 3.000 euros na Persona para ficar semcelulite!!A sério, senhores que fizeram esta campanha, acham mesmo que este tipo deterror psicológico barato faz efeito numa mulher???Se o anúncio dissesse 'mulheres com celulite não entram na Zara', aí sim,era ver-me a correr para a Persona, primeiras, primeiras!Agora, 'vejam lá se tratam disso que os homens não gostam', temos pena,mas não pega!Se formos a ver, também há muita coisa que as gajas não gostam, e nem porisso espalhamos outdoors gigantescos pela cidade. Sim, porque senãojá estou a imaginar os possíveis anúncios:- ELAS não gostam de pilas pequenas;- ELAS não gostam de pêlos a mais;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam do resultado de 'campeonato nacional+liga doscampeões+taça uefa+taça de Portugal';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam de sexo oral sofrível e insuficiente;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ELAS não gostam que cocem os tomates (muito menos em público);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam (nem acham sexy) as barrigas de cerveja;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam de tampas da sanita levantadas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam de ejaculação precoce;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam que cortem as unhas dos pés em cima da mesa da sala;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam de mãozinhas sapudas (e pouco hábeis);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam das amigas deles e das ex-namoradas, essas, nem falar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam de slips nem de boxers com ursinhos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- ELAS não gostam de atrasados emocionais;Se os homens deste País se deparassem com estas publicidades, tentariamresolver algumas das questões apontadas? Não, pois não?Então deixem lá mas é a nossa celulitezinha sossegada e não nos obriguem aandar com uma régua na mala!Tenho dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Autora desconhecida'&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/5831461488512205964-6579289761036894234?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/6579289761036894234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=6579289761036894234' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/6579289761036894234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/6579289761036894234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/10/os-homens-nao-gostam-de-celulite.html' title='os homens nao gostam de celulite????'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-2316367587965019314</id><published>2008-09-25T21:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:30:29.291+01:00</updated><title type='text'>divagando pelo ritmo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSwPk6NhVCY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSwPk6NhVCY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-2316367587965019314?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/2316367587965019314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=2316367587965019314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2316367587965019314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2316367587965019314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/09/divagando-pelo-ritmo.html' title='divagando pelo ritmo'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-5846121036531972722</id><published>2008-07-16T17:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:08:05.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>verao</title><content type='html'>esta musica transmite-me Ritmo, calor, festas na praia, mar, sorrisos, reuniao de amigos... transmi-te td o que o verao nos tras... LIBERDADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZuDGYM4Kp4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZuDGYM4Kp4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLTEM o ritmo escondido dentro de vos e simplesmente se libertem e sorriam muitooo :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-5846121036531972722?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/5846121036531972722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=5846121036531972722' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5846121036531972722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5846121036531972722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/07/verao.html' title='verao'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-2950737659080789106</id><published>2008-07-16T16:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T16:59:17.091+01:00</updated><title type='text'>josh groban</title><content type='html'>a voz deste senhor e simplemenste encantadora... linda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ls7ila3srzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ls7ila3srzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitem e espero que gostem tanto como eu gosto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-2950737659080789106?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/2950737659080789106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=2950737659080789106' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2950737659080789106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2950737659080789106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/07/josh-groban.html' title='josh groban'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-3003975415704109532</id><published>2008-05-04T21:29:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:44:29.917+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Mae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SB4fBgY1quI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9-9KPevzHYM/s1600-h/mae.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196625130766576354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SB4fBgY1quI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9-9KPevzHYM/s200/mae.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SB4emQY1qtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ByaXnZH1neM/s1600-h/girafa-794342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196624662615141074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SB4emQY1qtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ByaXnZH1neM/s200/girafa-794342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SB4ecgY1qsI/AAAAAAAAACs/wGUM7cgYguw/s1600-h/1227243487_8d09fe11d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196624495111416514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SB4ecgY1qsI/AAAAAAAAACs/wGUM7cgYguw/s200/1227243487_8d09fe11d9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minha Querida Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tantas turras que damos, mas tanto que te amo, tantas vezes que gritamos sem necessidade...tantas vezes discurdamos na vida, mas nada muda o sentimento unico que tenho por ti... amo te muito, as saudades que eu sinto de qd me aninhava nos teus braços e sabia que ali resolvia tudo o que eu achava problemas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero te agradecer, por toda a paciencia, dedicaçao...Obrigada por teres estado do meu lado na fase da minha vida que mais precisei, por teres mudado o que mudaste por mim... nem imaginas o quanto isso foi importante para mim... supreendeste-me tanto com essa mudança! que me senti realemnte muito feliz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É tao importante para mim poder acordar tds os dias e poder dizer que te amo, saber que te posso abraçar a cada momento e desabafar, chorar, rir com toda a minha sinceridade, es a uncia pessoa neste mundo que me ama tal como eu sou, que me venera msm com os meus defeitos... es tao especial mae... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amo-te muito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-3003975415704109532?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/3003975415704109532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=3003975415704109532' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3003975415704109532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3003975415704109532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/05/dia-da-mae.html' title='Dia da Mae'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SB4fBgY1quI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9-9KPevzHYM/s72-c/mae.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-7377037510119356049</id><published>2008-05-01T19:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:25:56.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBoZIgY1qrI/AAAAAAAAACk/EtUj81q1rdM/s1600-h/O_grito_by_FabiolaFernandes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195492754049051314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBoZIgY1qrI/AAAAAAAAACk/EtUj81q1rdM/s200/O_grito_by_FabiolaFernandes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quero escrever para libertar td isto que tenho aqui dentro, mas tenho as palavras a fluir com uma rapidez imensa, nem as consigo acompanhar...tneho tanta coisa que quero soltar de dentro que tneho mantido preso durante tanto tempo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tou cansada de nao conseguir me sentir como uma pessoa normal que sou pq???? é assim tao difil tentar me tornar uma pessoa que esta bem com ela msm????... nao sei pq... tenho amigos, pais, irmao pessoas a minha volta que adoro... mas msm assim sinto me vazia... sinto que na realidade nao significo nada para ninguem e que na realidade ninguem gosta de mim... pq k eu tenho estes momentos de locura?? para me porem a sofrer cmg msm ou para me ensinarem alguma coisa???? HJ SINTO RAIVA De mim msm sinto msm BOLAS.... eu olho ao espelho e odeio td.... sou gorda e horrenda, tenho um olho maior outro, um sorriso ridiculo, po meu ccabelo especta por td o lado e ta horrivel tanto na cor cm no corte, tenho borbulhas e a mha pele ta horrivel..... é assim que eu me vejo... ´sinto raiva de mim... odeio da pessoa que sou... n sou motivo de nada para os meus pais sem ser de preocupaçao... as vezes penso "se todos temos um missao na vida, qual a minha???? " tenho 24 anos e ta dificil de descobrir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tou a sufocar neste momento, sinto um grito preso na garganta para se soltar mas nao consigo solta-lo e isso magoa-me e destroi-me por dentro..... ODEIOOOOOOOOOOOO o porque de tar assim!sinto me a rastejar de cansada de andar sempre a sorrir para toda a gente e dizer que sim esta td bem, quando na realidade o maior problema que tenho com a vida SOU eu msm... é ridiculo para quê que eu passo a vida a fingir que sinto algo que em muitos momentos nao sinto??? è uma mascara? uma mascara para kem??? consigo concluir que essa mascara so me prejudica a mim msm .... tento reagir! e ha momentos que sinto que realemnte consigo mas noutros volto atras e tou bater no fundo do poço em k alojei a minha alma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:( as palavras sao muitas vezes a unica forma que tenho de me aliviar...sinto-me um pouco mais leve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orquidea murcha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-7377037510119356049?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/7377037510119356049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=7377037510119356049' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/7377037510119356049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/7377037510119356049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/05/momentos.html' title='Momentos'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBoZIgY1qrI/AAAAAAAAACk/EtUj81q1rdM/s72-c/O_grito_by_FabiolaFernandes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-23497944570134795</id><published>2008-05-01T16:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:03:12.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ao Anoitecer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBnpnwY1qqI/AAAAAAAAACc/YD4E7Teo9ac/s1600-h/aoanoitecer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195440514361830050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBnpnwY1qqI/AAAAAAAAACc/YD4E7Teo9ac/s200/aoanoitecer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O seu maior segredo era o seu maior dom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;«Ao Anoitecer» reúne um elenco de estrelas e é baseado na muito amada novela de Susan Minot, que a adaptou ao cinema juntamente com o vencedor do Prémio Pulitzer, Michael Cunningham (As Horas), sob a direcção de Lajos Koltai (Fateless).&lt;br /&gt;É um filme profundamente emocional, que ilumina o amor intemporal que une mãe e filha – visto através do prisma do amor de uma mãe, à medida que ele cresce com optimismo, atravessa um ponto de viragem e caminha para o seu fim. Dois pares de mães e filhas na vida real – Vanessa Redgrave e Natasha Richardson, Meryl Streep e Mamie Gummer – retratam uma mãe e uma filha e a melhor amiga da mãe, em diferentes etapas da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Submetida ao poder da memória, Ann Lord (Redgrave) revela um segredo há muito escondido às duas inquietas filhas, Constance (Richardson), uma esposa e mãe feliz, e Nina (Toni Collette), uma revoltada mulher solteira. Ambas estão à beira da sua cama quando Ann chama pelo homem que amou mais do que qualquer outro na vida.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem é este “Harris,” perguntam as suas filhas, e o que é ele para a nossa mãe? Enquanto Constance e Nina tentam lidar com as suas próprias inquietações, a sua mãe é tratada por uma enfermeira (Eileen Atkins) enquanto a sua mente viaja no tempo para um certo Verão, há meio século atrás, quando ela ainda era Ann Grant (Claire Danes)…&lt;br /&gt;…uma jovem que chegara de Nova Iorque para ser dama de honor do casamento de uma amiga da escola, Lila Wittenborn (Ms. Gummer), da alta sociedade de Newport. A noiva está nervosa, e vira-se mais para a sua dama de honor do que para a mãe (Glenn Close), em busca de apoio. Ann fica sempre perto da sua amiga, embora ainda mais perto do irrepreensível irmão desta, Buddy (Hugh Dancy).&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos inesperados vêm ao de cima, quando Ann conhece um convidado do casamento, Harris Arden (Patrick Wilson), um amigo íntimo de longa data da família Wittenborn. O amor de Ann por Harris irá mudar para sempre a sua vida e a das suas filhas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aconselho mesmo a se envolverem nesta historia... o amor existe, e o que é verdadeiro fica para sempre guardado dentro de nos! Venha o que vier, ou quem vier...ele esta la msm que adormecido, em algum momento da vida volta acordar e a lembrar que esta la e que relaemnte EXISTE O AMOR, pelo menos uma vez na vida toda a gente o sente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bons filmes Orquidea.&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/5831461488512205964-23497944570134795?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/23497944570134795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=23497944570134795' 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-5831461488512205964.post-6630650604387106121</id><published>2008-04-25T15:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T15:49:42.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1SRCh2TmE3w&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1SRCh2TmE3w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta musica mexe com o meu interior, encontrei-a por acaso qd navegava perdida pelo youtube, e realemente despertou-me uma sede de amar... como a muito nao sentia! acho que nestes ultimos dias tenho vindo a descobrir que afinal Tou viva por dentro e que relamente ta na altura de voltar a entregar -me a loucura da paixao, viver todos os momentos que tenho direito... sem querer deixei -me ir conquistando por um sorriso, por um encanto, comecei a sentir aquele frio na barriga, as boxexas a corar qd me dizes que me adoras... e sinto uma louca vontade de sorrir! de dividir momentos de magia e sorrisos ctg... viver cada momento com a consicencia do presente sem pensar num futuro demasiado longinquo.... tou decidida a deixar te tocar-me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-6630650604387106121?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/6630650604387106121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=6630650604387106121' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBPOkQY1qpI/AAAAAAAAACU/TKgRhrPV6d0/s1600-h/noite%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBPOkQY1qpI/AAAAAAAAACU/TKgRhrPV6d0/s200/noite%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193721917558074002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" color="#663366" size="4"&gt;Hoje a noite esta tao calma e serena adoro as noites frescas de primavera... que saudades que eu sentia de olhar o ceu estrelado, sentir a brisa leve a tocar me no rosto, enquanto sinto o brilho da lua reflectido no meu olhar... hoje sinto -me calma e pacifica... com vontade de sonhar...sorrir... deixar alegria percorrer-me o corpo...que saudades que eu sentia destes momentos de tranquilidade em que me entrego a mim mesma, me liberto e sou simplesmente EU, uma orquidea solta e sorridente em que ponho em pratica os meus sonhos, que tem garra especial escondida... .&lt;br /&gt;HOJE nao quero que a nostalgia me prenda... simplesmento quero continuar a sorrir e a sonhar debaixo das estrelas...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-5573432404058816465?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/5573432404058816465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=5573432404058816465' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5573432404058816465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/5573432404058816465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/04/noite-serena.html' title='Noite serena'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SBPOkQY1qpI/AAAAAAAAACU/TKgRhrPV6d0/s72-c/noite%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-8023661941469643397</id><published>2008-04-20T17:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:09:28.071+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caçador de Sois</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtqr9TboDI/AAAAAAAAACM/VqmHN5hR04E/s1600-h/sunflower0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtqr9TboDI/AAAAAAAAACM/VqmHN5hR04E/s200/sunflower0301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191360298897612850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtqRtTboCI/AAAAAAAAACE/T_3HoT4R4Hk/s1600-h/girassois.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtqRtTboCI/AAAAAAAAACE/T_3HoT4R4Hk/s200/girassois.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191359847926046754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtqCNTboBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6AHYdAPkc24/s1600-h/gira4ge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtqCNTboBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6AHYdAPkc24/s200/gira4ge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191359581638074386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSI-mTiSREs&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSI-mTiSREs&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo céu as cavalitas,&lt;br /&gt;Escondi nos teus caracois,&lt;br /&gt;A estrela mais bonita, que eu já vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cresci com um encanto,&lt;br /&gt;De ser caçador de sois,&lt;br /&gt;Eu já corri tanto, tanto para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui um principe encantado&lt;br /&gt;Montado nos teus joelhos,&lt;br /&gt;Um eterno enamorado, a valer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lancelot de algibeira,&lt;br /&gt;Mas segui os teus conselhos&lt;br /&gt;Para voltar a tua beira&lt;br /&gt;E ser o que eu quiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus olhos foram esperança&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos girassois&lt;br /&gt;Fomos onde a vista alcança da nossa janela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já deixei de ser criança e tu dormes á lareira&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto a minha estrela nos teus caracóis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus olhos foram esperança&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos girassois&lt;br /&gt;Fomos onde a vista alcança da nossa janela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já deixei de ser criança e tu dormes á lareira&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto a minha estrela nos teus caracóis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus olhos foram esperança&lt;br /&gt;Os meus olhos girassois&lt;br /&gt;Fomos onde a vista alcança da nossa janela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já deixei de ser criança e tu dormes á lareira&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto a minha estrela nos teus caracóis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-8023661941469643397?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/8023661941469643397/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=8023661941469643397' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/8023661941469643397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/8023661941469643397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/04/caador-de-sois.html' title='Caçador de Sois'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtqr9TboDI/AAAAAAAAACM/VqmHN5hR04E/s72-c/sunflower0301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-4315383182385515259</id><published>2008-04-20T14:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:45:20.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtk-NTboAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/04t7aQrCYts/s1600-h/fortaleza_jangada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354015360458754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAtk-NTboAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/04t7aQrCYts/s200/fortaleza_jangada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ainda pior que a convicção do não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;é a incerteza do Talvez,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;é a desilusão de um QUASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;É o quase que me incomoda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;que me entristece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;que me mata trazendo tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;que poderia ter sido e não foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Quem quase ganhou ainda joga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Quem quase passou ainda estuda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Quem quase amou não amou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Basta pensar nas oportunidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;que escaparam pelos dedos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nas chances que se perdem por medo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nas ideias que nunca sairão do papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;por esta maldita mania de viver no outono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pergunto-me ás vezes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o que nos leva a escolher uma vida morna?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A resposta eu sei de côr,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;esta estampada na distancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e na frieza dos sorrisos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;na frouxidão dos abraços,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;na indiferença dos "bom dia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;quase que sussurrados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sobra a covardia e falta de coragem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ate para ser feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A paixão queima,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o amor enloquece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o desejo trai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Talvez esses fossem bons motivos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;para decidir entre a alegria e a dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nas não são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;se a virtude estivesse mesmo no meio termo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o mar não teria ondas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;os dias seriam nublados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e o arco-íris em tons de cinza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o NADA não ilumina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;não inspira, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;não aflige nem acalma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;apenas amplia o vazio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;que cada um traz dentro de si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Preferir a derrota prévia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;á duvida da vitoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;é desperdiçar a oportunidade de merecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Para os erros há perdão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;para os fracassos a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;para os amores impossíveis, tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;De nada adianta cercar um coração vazio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ou economizar a alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Um romance cujo o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;é instantâneo ou indolor... não e romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Não deixe que a saudade sufoque,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;que a rotina acomode,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;que o medo impeça de tentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Desconfie do destino e acredite em si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gaste mais horas realizando o que foi sonhado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fazendo que planeando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;vivendo que esperando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;porque,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;embora quem quase morre esteja vivo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;quem quase vive já morreu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&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/5831461488512205964-4315383182385515259?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/4315383182385515259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=4315383182385515259' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/4315383182385515259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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FARTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAZsmdumyzI/AAAAAAAAABs/X59zOHss7-c/s1600-h/99257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SAZsmdumyzI/AAAAAAAAABs/X59zOHss7-c/s200/99257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189955028662012722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tou zangada com a vida hj, tou cansada de ser sempre a remar o barco onde navego mesmo quando nao estou sozinha... tou farta de ser um alicerce da minha casa, de que me serve isso???? DE NADA, ninguem me agradeçe, apenas me condenam, qd mais preciso de compreensao, ninguem valoriza os esforços e a dedicaçao de lhes dou... destroiem-me por dentro a cada palavra, a acada acto.... porque que eu hei-de continuar a entregar-me totalemnte!? sempre ouvi dizer que e com os erros que se aprende e a sofrer que nos foratalecemos... eu volto sempre a dar os meus sentimentos, e td de mim e dps o que fazem?? deitam-me fora cm se eu fosse um lixo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apetece-me gritar,chorar... fugir e desaparecer!&lt;br /&gt;pelo menos por hoje vo ficar presa no meu mundo onde ninguem me pode magoar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-1133198757745498180?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/1133198757745498180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=1133198757745498180' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/1133198757745498180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/1133198757745498180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/04/farta-farta.html' title='farta... 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value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OpExb2hCYTs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque simplesmente sinto esta musica como um bocadinho da vida de todos nos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-1234980934948232893?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/1234980934948232893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=1234980934948232893' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3641770799102706344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3641770799102706344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/04/preciso-me-encontrar.html' title='preciso me encontrar'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-4303724264306340519</id><published>2008-04-09T19:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:40:59.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escorpiao... que as vezes sou e outras nem por isso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R_0NmCmXy6I/AAAAAAAAABk/QCfcGj8AYmk/s1600-h/escorpiao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187317292984683426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R_0NmCmXy6I/AAAAAAAAABk/QCfcGj8AYmk/s200/escorpiao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simbologia de Escorpiao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8º Signo do Zodíaco – 23 de outubro a 21 de Novembro&lt;br /&gt;Principio: Passivo&lt;br /&gt;Dia: Terça-feira&lt;br /&gt;Elemento: Água, Fixa&lt;br /&gt;Pedra: Granada&lt;br /&gt;Parte do corpo: Órgãos genitais e sistema reprodutor&lt;br /&gt;Metal: Ferro&lt;br /&gt;Estação do ano: Primavera (Hemisf. Sul)&lt;br /&gt;Cor: Preto e tons de vermelho&lt;br /&gt;Planeta Regente: Marte e Plutão&lt;br /&gt;Incensos: Eucalipto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escorpião: O dom da finalidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comportamento Geral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A finalidade através da transmutação.&lt;br /&gt;Como dizia Descartes:"Nada se cria, nada se perde, tudo se transforma." Pois bem, cabe a Escorpião este olhar de águia que percebe aquilo que se transmuta. A finalidade que se encontra na essência primordial da vida.&lt;br /&gt;A personalidade Escorpião é a essência do mistério, daquele olhar magnético que te atravessa e te desnuda até a alma.&lt;br /&gt;Nada é superficial com Escorpião. Aliás, a personalidade Escorpião despreza qualquer coisa próxima ao supérfluo ou mesquinho.&lt;br /&gt;Escorpião legítimo é aquela pessoa oculta num canto da festa que chama a atenção de todos. De atitude e roupa discreta, não se move – desliza, fala baixinho e você não sabe porque quer ouvir tudo o que ele tem a dizer.&lt;br /&gt;O Escorpião muitas vezes também não sabe porque – mas ele lida sempre com poder. O poder da percepção, o poder da intensidade emocional, o poder material, o poder do oculto e, finalmente, as vezes, o poder pelo prazer do poder.&lt;br /&gt;Liderar para o Escorpião é quase que uma sina. Talvez a sua postura de auto-controle que dá a parecer que nada o abala, o comportamento de discrição e silêncio que transmite confiança e auto-domínio – todos pequenos comportamentos que acabam arrastando a personalidade Escorpião exactamente para onde ele não quer ser lançado: bem ali – no meio de suas próprias intensidades e contradições.&lt;br /&gt;Nada é banal com um Escorpião – esta palavra simplesmente não consta de seu vocabulário.Sua vida é muito vivida através dos extremos: oito ou oitenta.&lt;br /&gt;Assim. De preferência com poucas palavras – é mais impactante.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, se eu realmente quiser descrever a personalidade Escorpião, é melhor não falar muito. Eles não admitem invasões em seu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O signo de Escorpião e a Amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;É muito melhor ter um amigo Escorpião do que um inimigo do mesmo signo.&lt;br /&gt;São óptimos amigos. Sempre prontos para ajudar – eles tem uma capacidade incrível em analisar correctamente os acontecimentos de sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;São capazes de te defender com unhas e garras, caso algum inocente infeliz faça alguma brincadeira a seu respeito que não o agrade.&lt;br /&gt;O signo de Escorpião não é de quantidades – ele busca suas amizades pela empatia mental. Muito menos, não é de bajulações ou de presença constante. Ele considera que isto não é necessário – seus elos de amizades são calcados na confiança mútua. Por vezes é difícil convencê-los da reciprocidade. Escorpião nunca confia plenamente. Caso o Escorpião se decepciona com a amizade, ele simplesmente rompe e se puder – esquece de sua existência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O signo de Escorpião e o Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pode não parecer, mas a verdade é que os Escorpiões são amantes românticos e sonhadores. Buscam pela alma gémea.&lt;br /&gt;O duro é convencer um Escorpião a revelar o amor que sentem.Chegam a optar por por aquele amor platónico, distante, silencioso e suspirante.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se envolvem, se entregam totalmente.Capazes de renúncias e sacrifícios pela pessoa amada. Acreditam no amor eterno, e, por isto mesmo, são tão cativantes.&lt;br /&gt;Gostam de pessoas tranquilas e discretas.&lt;br /&gt;O Escorpião tem muita necessidade de fidelidade, daí a lendária fama de ciumento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-4303724264306340519?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/4303724264306340519/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=4303724264306340519' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/4303724264306340519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R-rLzJi59-I/AAAAAAAAABc/9bZ6fJnW0G0/s400/melodiainfinita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sinto que voltou a crescer uma parte que faltava em mim ao sentir a musica a sair de dentro de mim.... ao soprar para o vento a melodia que o meu coraçao canta... sinto me livre qd toco, sinto-me EU... recordo tantos momentos da minha vida, que ha força quis apagar, tantas pessoas que a musica trouxe a minha vida e mesmo sem querer esqueci....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Apetece-me sorrir porque sinto me mais leve por estar a recuperar este bocadinho de mim que dei como perdido no tempo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sinto como se cada gesto meu fosse uma nota musical, cada fase da minha vida um andamento, cada palavra um compasso... toda eu msm sem querer completo a melodia da minha vida! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sinto-me a recuperar aos poucos, sinto a cor das minhas petalas a recuperar a pigmentaçao... pena as orquideas nao terem cheiro para que sintam o aroma de alegria que poderia transmitir....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;De volta... a orquidea&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/5831461488512205964-1387781596847571471?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curiosidade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A Páscoa é sempre no primeiro Domingo depois da primeira lua cheia depois do equinócio de Primavera (20 de Março). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Esta datação da Páscoa baseia-se no calendário lunar que o povo hebreu usava para identificar a Páscoa judaica, razão pela qual a Páscoa é uma festa móvel no calendário "romano".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Este ano a Páscoa acontece mais cedo do que qualquer um de nós irá ver alguma vez na sua vida! E só os mais velhos da nossa população viram alguma vez uma Páscoa tão temporã (mais velhos do que 95 anos!). A próxima vez que a Páscoa vai ser tão cedo como este ano (23 de Março) será no ano 2228 (daqui a 220 anos). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A última vez que a Páscoa foi assim cedo foi em 1913.Na próxima vez que a Páscoa for um dia mais cedo, 22 de Março, será no ano 2285 (daqui a 277 anos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A última vez que foi em 22 de Março foi em 1818. Por isso, ninguém que esteja vivo hoje, viu ou irá ver uma Páscoa mais cedo do que a deste ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PAra todos umas Feliz e Santa Pascoa&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/5831461488512205964-3709242476289268707?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/3709242476289268707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=3709242476289268707' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3709242476289268707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/3709242476289268707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/03/pascoa.html' title='Pascoa'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R-bimpi599I/AAAAAAAAABU/QP9juFiSX_U/s72-c/0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-8223482479073221538</id><published>2008-03-19T22:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:20:34.154+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PAI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R-GL1Ji597I/AAAAAAAAABE/qquOmLxboWE/s1600-h/tatty002pai.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179574791664433074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R-GL1Ji597I/AAAAAAAAABE/qquOmLxboWE/s200/tatty002pai.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hoje é dia do PAI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Embora muitas vezes sinta raiva de nao ter tido o que gostaria de ter tido, do teu colo, dos teus mimos ou simplesmente que me perguntasses se eu estava bem, aprendi a viver com isto ao longo dos meus 24 anos, muitas vezes gritei de raiva, fui arrogante e mal educada... mas o que eu mais queria era que parasses, olhasses para mim e reparasses que eu estava ALI, que eu existia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lamento nunca ter dito o que na realidade sinto....do medo que tenho de te perder, de um dia olhar para tras querer te dizer que te AMO Muito e que preciso de TI, da tua vida, da tua presença...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hoje consegui fazer algo que nunca tive coragem, mostrar que nao te esqueço como tu achas que eu esqueço, senti o teu calor com o beijo que me desteem troca do simples mimo que te oferci, a tua alegria a encandear-me com o brilho dos teus olhos... senti-me tao bem que so consegui mesmo abraçar-te... um abraçao que desejei tanto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Amo-te muito PAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um doce e leve beijo da TUA SEMPRE ORQUIDEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-8223482479073221538?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/8223482479073221538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=8223482479073221538' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/8223482479073221538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/8223482479073221538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/03/pai.html' title='PAI...'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R-GL1Ji597I/AAAAAAAAABE/qquOmLxboWE/s72-c/tatty002pai.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-2809090079951451850</id><published>2008-03-18T11:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T12:27:31.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido amigo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R9-mtJUJpOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jvLtVU32w68/s1600-h/garfild%20e%20odie.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179041391024121058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R9-mtJUJpOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jvLtVU32w68/s320/garfild%2520e%2520odie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sei que estas com o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coraçao&lt;/span&gt; apertado, cada vez sinto-me mais impotente sinto que a minha presença ou qualquer coisa que te diga &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nao&lt;/span&gt; ajuda, gostava de encontrar a melodia certa para cantar ao teu ouvido e aos poucos conseguir desfazer esse no que tens na garganta desde o dia em que olhaste para ti e sentiste que eras "diferente"...gostava de arranjar uma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soluçao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rapida&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;facil&lt;/span&gt; para que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nao&lt;/span&gt; sentisses essa diferença que na realidade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nao&lt;/span&gt; existe, gostava de te ajudar a gostar de ti &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;msm&lt;/span&gt;, aceitares q pessoa LINDA e MARAVILHOSA que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Deixa fluir os sentimentos que estrangulas no teu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;coraçao&lt;/span&gt;, liberta o segredo que tens dentro de ti as pessoas que mais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;amas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Amo-te muito meu amigo e NUNCA te &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;eskeças&lt;/span&gt; que estou sempre AQUI para te abraçar, para te beijar, para rir, para chorar, pra cantar.... para tudo o Que sempre fazemos juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;a nossa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;uniao&lt;/span&gt; e uma verdadeira AMIZADE que eu sinto tanto ORGULHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Orquidea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-2809090079951451850?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/2809090079951451850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=2809090079951451850' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2809090079951451850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2809090079951451850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/03/querido-amigo.html' title='Querido amigo...'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R9-mtJUJpOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jvLtVU32w68/s72-c/garfild%2520e%2520odie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-964515559775186129</id><published>2008-03-17T12:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:31:24.908+01:00</updated><title type='text'>presa ao passado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R95WMZUJpNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/31ozWj0DVAw/s1600-h/presa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178671392476472530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R95WMZUJpNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/31ozWj0DVAw/s320/presa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hoje acordei sem vontade de assumir as responsabilidades do meu dia a dia.... tenho saudade de me sentir livre de poder rir com liberdade, soltar as minhas asas imaginarias e voar, sentir me de novo pequenina e cair nos braços de quem me adora! as vezes olho para o espelho e procuro me pois sinto que me perdi por algum sitio mas nao sei bem onde.... sinto saudade de mim propria, da minha alegria, da minha força, de parte da minha vida! sei que tenho de deitar esta saudade para tras das costas e transforma-la em pequenas reecordaçoes.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo sinto algo demasiado contrario, sinto sede de erguer, de mudar a mnha vida... pq sinto tanta confusao em relaçao a mim msm? aiii se eu conseguisse descodifcar o misto de sentimentos que vao aqui dentro seria td tao mais simples para mim, mais claro, mais especifico....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SINTO ME PRESA AO PASSADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-964515559775186129?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/964515559775186129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=964515559775186129' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/964515559775186129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/964515559775186129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/03/presa-ao-passado.html' title='presa ao passado'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R95WMZUJpNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/31ozWj0DVAw/s72-c/presa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5831461488512205964.post-2014652365584222849</id><published>2008-03-16T02:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T02:23:20.677+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apresentaçao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R9x2fZUJpLI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7gqMaTjIOWM/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178143953312654514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R9x2fZUJpLI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7gqMaTjIOWM/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui estou eu... uma simples orquidea, perdida num imenso jardim, procuro um lugar tranquilo onde possa me sentir segura, encontrar as raizes que me criaram e me complementam,nao é que nao saiba onde as encontrar, mas nem sempre que as tenho sinto que as tenho verdadeiramente...sinto que seus braços nao me agarram, ou por vezes fazem-no mas atiram-me para longe... doi qd caiu, e essencialemente doi por mais uma vez me reijaterem...espero amanha encontra-las de novo e que me abracem... preciso tanto do seu carinho, do colo, do aconchego!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5831461488512205964-2014652365584222849?l=orquideacolorida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/feeds/2014652365584222849/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5831461488512205964&amp;postID=2014652365584222849' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2014652365584222849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5831461488512205964/posts/default/2014652365584222849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orquideacolorida.blogspot.com/2008/03/apresentaao.html' title='Apresentaçao'/><author><name>Orquidea Colorida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124099836535478660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/SVedpsAhlMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_QthD60mNKw/S220/HPIM1536.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HJ2sKSQO2bU/R9x2fZUJpLI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7gqMaTjIOWM/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
