<?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-33849923</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:21:35.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>palavra de boo</title><subtitle type='html'>Este Blog é um cantinho onde 
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/&gt; O Amor dá-nos asas,&lt;br /&gt; a Amizade o chão.&lt;br /&gt; No Amor há mais carinho,&lt;br /&gt; na Amizade compreensão.&lt;br /&gt; O Amor é plantado&lt;br /&gt; e com carinho cultivado,&lt;br /&gt; a Amizade vem enfeitada,&lt;br /&gt; e com troca de alegria e tristeza,&lt;br /&gt; torna-se uma grande e querida&lt;br /&gt; companheira. &lt;br /&gt; Mas quando o Amor é sincero&lt;br /&gt; ele vem com um grande amigo,&lt;br /&gt; e quando a Amizade é concreta,&lt;br /&gt; ela é cheia de amor e carinho.&lt;br /&gt; Quando se tem um amigo&lt;br /&gt; ou uma grande paixão,&lt;br /&gt; ambos sentimentos coexistem&lt;br /&gt; dentro do teu coração." &lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;                      by William Shakespear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PALAVRAS SOLTAS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estrela, és minha luz&lt;br /&gt;E meu brilhar…&lt;br /&gt;És tu quem me seduz,&lt;br /&gt;E só tu me fazes cantar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou perdido&lt;br /&gt;E me ponho a chorar,&lt;br /&gt;Tu vens em meu auxilio,&lt;br /&gt;Só tu me podes consular…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fraquejo quando digo&lt;br /&gt;Que te quero dar&lt;br /&gt;Lindas rosas em flor&lt;br /&gt;Nunca consigo&lt;br /&gt;Apenas declamar&lt;br /&gt;Todo o meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo dá voltas,&lt;br /&gt;Dá voltas à nossa cabeça&lt;br /&gt;Faz-nos perder na avenida da tristeza…&lt;br /&gt;Da avenida da tristeza, ao largo da paixão&lt;br /&gt;Passando pela praça da amargura&lt;br /&gt;E subindo as escadarias ate ao coração.&lt;br /&gt;É o ciclo que dura e dura….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;............................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre que te vejo&lt;br /&gt;CADA VEZ MAIS SINTO&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que trocamos de olhar&lt;br /&gt;CADA VEZ MAIS SINTO 1 DESEJO&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que nos tocamos&lt;br /&gt;CADA VEZ MAIS SINTO 1 DESEJO DE TE AMAR…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……………………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lindo luar&lt;br /&gt;Da lua que vai alta&lt;br /&gt;Sai um tuno a cantar&lt;br /&gt;O que vai na alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelas aguas deste caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Jorram lágrimas de um sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Protegido nas arvores do teu rossio,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o teu poder, grande é teu brio…&lt;br /&gt;Poderosa é tua história,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca perderás a tua glória..&lt;br /&gt;Cantamos um rio de perdições&lt;br /&gt;Oh Viseu ficarás para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Em nossos corações…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…………………………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje só hoje,&lt;br /&gt;Consegui perceber que,&lt;br /&gt;adoro o teu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;admiro a tua vontade,&lt;br /&gt;regozijo com a tua alegria&lt;br /&gt;que te amo pela segunda vez…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje só hoje,&lt;br /&gt;consegui perceber que,&lt;br /&gt;pela segunda vez não vou ter o teu amor,&lt;br /&gt;não te poderei abraçar eternamente,&lt;br /&gt;em ti não me deliciarei,&lt;br /&gt;não te vou beijar….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje….. só….. hoje…..&lt;br /&gt;Este hoje é uma merda…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……………………………………………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;são vermelhas as rosas que te ofereço,&lt;br /&gt;vestidas de encarnado sentido..&lt;br /&gt;ao ser tormenta teu mar alto, onde me perco&lt;br /&gt;por ti morrerei, cheio de paixão vivido….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………………………………………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ao seres má para mim,&lt;br /&gt;e ao gostares de banana,&lt;br /&gt;por seres assim,&lt;br /&gt;és uma leviana…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se teu amor é carnal,&lt;br /&gt;meu é paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Se nosso amor nunca for igual,&lt;br /&gt;Nunca terás meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;A lua me dirá um dia&lt;br /&gt;O que por mim sentes,&lt;br /&gt;Nesse dia com pena te direi,&lt;br /&gt;Que toda a minha vida amei&lt;br /&gt;Teus olhos resplandecentes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-7063653763777868064?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/7063653763777868064/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33849923.post-2751083106050414521</id><published>2007-06-11T15:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:38:29.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falemos, então, do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Que é como quem diz, falemos da poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Houve um tempo em que pensei que amar era coisa simples.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não sabia que o amor é um lugar muito longe onde não se&lt;br /&gt;chega quando se quer, apenas quando se pode e se sabe, e muitas&lt;br /&gt;vezes só o sabemos quando já nos parece demasiado tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Obscuros mistérios, estes do amor, dirão vocês.&lt;br /&gt;E têm razão.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre lhes digo que estive lá.&lt;br /&gt;Com inquietação e algumas mágoas, naturalmente.&lt;br /&gt;É inevitável falar de mágoas quando se fala do amor.&lt;br /&gt;Inevitável.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar disso amamos, e continuamos a amar, uma e outra vez,&lt;br /&gt;sempre na esperança de que desta vez chegamos lá.&lt;br /&gt;E há um dia em que já podemos e sabemos, e nunca é demasiado&lt;br /&gt;tarde."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    Este excerto é lindo e tenho orgulho em dizer que é um texto escrito por um conterraneo meu, A Viriato Teles um bem haja...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-2751083106050414521?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/2751083106050414521/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Já alguma vez sentiram o“bichinho” a roer o vosso coração??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ao fazer as malas senti que não queria ir para Viseu, uma sensação estranha percorreu todo o meu corpo e parou perto do coração, algo queria que eu ficasse pela minha terra natal. Depois de algumas horas de estudos intensivos descobri a causa deste estado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Relatório de Investigação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para tentar descobrir a causa pus-me a pensar o que tinha feito este fim-de-semana, reparei que me encontrei com mais pessoas do sexo feminino do que com o sexo masculino. A partir daqui fui à procura de condições físicas e psicologias que as mulheres podem provocar num homem, encontrei algumas muito interessantes, das quais destacaria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Físicas:  aumento da pressão arterial (pode provocar AVC);&lt;br /&gt;               aumento da produção de hormonas;&lt;br /&gt;               visão em tunel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psicológicas: estupidez;&lt;br /&gt;             excitação;&lt;br /&gt;             perda de concentração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estava preparado para acabar com estudo e declarar doença desconhecida, reparei que havia uma coisa em comum entre a grande parte das condições, que era o coração (psicologicamente conectado à paixão e ou amor). Foi então que encontrei algo que era transmitido pelas mulheres através de uma troca de olhar profundo e verdadeiro, o “bichinho”uma coisa que afecta e altera os homens. Depois de ter encontrado a razão do meu estado, tentei pensar quantas trocas de olhar tinha feito por estes dias para quem é me tinha transmitido o“bichinho”.&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei ao fim do meu estudo tendo a certeza que realmente existiram trocas de olhar, mas conclui que não me é possível determinar qual a pessoa que me o passou...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-2590121995279485248?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/2590121995279485248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33849923&amp;postID=2590121995279485248' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/2590121995279485248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/2590121995279485248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/2007/02/j-alguma-vez-sentiram-obichinho-roer-o.html' title=''/><author><name>boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063728186893056416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33849923.post-116101206768626720</id><published>2006-10-16T16:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T16:21:07.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Para o meu AMOR"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Há voos de pássaros nos teus olhos castanhos de sereia&lt;br /&gt;Batuques africanos no balouçar do teu corpo de gazela&lt;br /&gt;Há frutos maduros na tumidez dos teus pequenos seios&lt;br /&gt;E promessas loucas na humidade dos teus lábios entreabertos&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Há como um tango argentino no desafio da tua cintura estreita&lt;br /&gt;Há um doce encanto no urdir das tuas trancinhas de menina&lt;br /&gt;Há estranhos sortilégios escondidos em tuas mãos de fada&lt;br /&gt;E há rouxinóis magoados de cada vez que cantas&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Há ondas de ternura neste teu jeito suave&lt;br /&gt;E danças peruanas nas tuas ancas pela alba&lt;br /&gt;Há calor dos trópicos no aperto dos teus braços tão sinceros&lt;br /&gt;E uma paz das ilhas no teu macio leito de princesa&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Há druidas, de novo, preparando filtros à sombra de carvalhos&lt;br /&gt;E lagos privados onde nadam altivos cisnes brancos&lt;br /&gt;E há luas de fajãs que riscam no mar trilhos de prata&lt;br /&gt;E nascentes de água que brotam do teu riso cristalino.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    Aníbal Raposo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Sem palavras.. este poema e lindo!!! Agora fico a espera de o poder declarar a alguem muito especial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AVISO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Candidatas... pocura-se rapariga ds &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; aos xxx para poder declarar este poema..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;contacto: +&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;351-96715203x :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-116101206768626720?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/116101206768626720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33849923&amp;postID=116101206768626720' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/116101206768626720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/116101206768626720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/2006/10/para-o-meu-amor-h-voos-de-pssaros-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063728186893056416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33849923.post-115854440417404633</id><published>2006-09-18T02:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:33:30.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas que RAIO....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cusco como sou por natureza decidi "pesquisar" a caloirada de 2006/2007;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Acabei de ver a lista de colocados no meu curso e sinto-m triste :(...... Deparei-me com uma lista, que mais parece a lista Scolari pa selecção INDUSTRIAL. 1ª fase do concurso nacional, imaginem quantos &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;caloiros&lt;/span&gt; irão frequentar aquele majestoso curso! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;minha boa gente... 12, uma vergonha, para alem do mais nesses 12 nenhuma caloira se encontra presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Continuando nessa pesquisa dei de caras com um colega meu que estudava na Graciosa cidade de Viseu, mas devido a essa cidade não o merecer, teve de se mudar par&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4281/3721/1600/insigniaspraxe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4281/3721/320/insigniaspraxe.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a aveiro...(peço a todos os superiores da PRAXE da Academia de aveiro que tratem da saude a esse paraquedista), Pelo menos 2 almas perdidas vieram para a Viseu.. estao &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F*D*D*S&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha!!! digamos que depois disso tentei-me suicidar bebendo fairy anti-bacteriano, isto não resultando devido ao facto de se constar "acido sulfurico" presente no meu estomago, tendo este sido ingerido num lugar incerto pós lados de Viseu..!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sem mais assunto uma muito boa vida aos caloiross&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-115854440417404633?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/115854440417404633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33849923&amp;postID=115854440417404633' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115854440417404633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115854440417404633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/2006/09/mas-que-raio.html' title=''/><author><name>boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063728186893056416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33849923.post-115824508924933995</id><published>2006-09-14T15:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:44:49.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4281/3721/1600/moon.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4281/3721/320/moon.1.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No outro lado da lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;há caminhos invisiveis,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4281/3721/1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sonhos explicitos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mal vividos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No outro lado da lua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;esconde-se o ego falhado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a procura nunca encontrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No outro lado da lua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;estás tu, estou eu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sem nunca nos cruzamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poema de Neves, Margarida Fernandes_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-115824508924933995?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/115824508924933995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33849923&amp;postID=115824508924933995' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115824508924933995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115824508924933995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-outro-lado-da-lua-h-caminhos.html' title=''/><author><name>boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063728186893056416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33849923.post-115747255338464836</id><published>2006-09-05T15:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:09:13.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sinto-me indignado!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hoje em dia ve-se tanta violencia na televisão, tanta guerra, tanta destruição, não se ve?....Não sei se vos incomoda, mas a mim faz um pouco de confusão estar a ter uma refeição e ao mesmo tempo visualizar o telejornal, sou da opinião que devia de dar uns programas mais apelativos tais como: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; os teletubies(n sei como se escreve), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ou os marretas, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;quiça até o programa da olga...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Tambem contesto que os mais novos de agora estão a ser constantemente a ser influenciados pla televisão, senão vejamos, sempre que aparece algum grupo novo aparece (floresbelas e dzert) passam a querer tudo que seja deles. Depois temos o smack down e raw (wwe para quem não sabe), em seguida a mtv....por ai fora. Só me resta perguntar porque raio é que se ve tanta Merda na tv que influencia o publico mais novo e o canal Intimo que continua em sinal fechado. Esse ao menos ensina a fisica do movimento, lei da natureza...e não as malicias do dia-a-dia!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tenho dito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-115747255338464836?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/115747255338464836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33849923&amp;postID=115747255338464836' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115747255338464836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115747255338464836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/2006/09/sinto-me-indignado-hoje-em-dia-ve-se.html' title=''/><author><name>boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063728186893056416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33849923.post-115738907973885306</id><published>2006-09-04T17:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T15:32:30.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4281/3721/1600/74luis_alt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4281/3721/320/74luis_alt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pois è... ja tenho um blog. Preparem-se para textos de muita criatividade!!!&lt;br /&gt;Atrevo-m até dizer que quando acabarem de ler os meus textos irão sentir uma estranha sensação de embriaguez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s: desculpem-m os erros ortograficos.... :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............hasta........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33849923-115738907973885306?l=100saber10ia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/feeds/115738907973885306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33849923&amp;postID=115738907973885306' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115738907973885306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33849923/posts/default/115738907973885306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100saber10ia.blogspot.com/2006/09/pois.html' title=''/><author><name>boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063728186893056416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
