<?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-5388114337549011680</id><updated>2012-01-16T07:45:46.269-08:00</updated><category term='exemplo de vida'/><category term='baixa-estima'/><category term='niver'/><category term='futilidade'/><category term='solidão'/><category term='moda'/><category term='personalidade'/><category term='dicas para um profissional'/><category term='sentimentos'/><category term='motivacional'/><category term='mulher de hoje'/><category term='forte'/><category term='concluo'/><category term='relacionamentos'/><category term='zeca pagodinho'/><category term='eu'/><category term='ética profissional'/><category term='política'/><category term='Fabito'/><category term='equilibrio emocional'/><category term='baixa escolaridade'/><category term='faculdade'/><category term='aniversário'/><category term='atitude'/><category term='opções'/><category term='espiritual'/><category term='auto estima'/><category term='sucesso'/><category term='corrupção'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='pessoal'/><category term='pensamentos'/><category term='superação'/><category term='volta'/><category term='esperança'/><category term='conceito'/><category term='niver 2'/><category term='inveja'/><category term='saudade'/><category term='amor'/><category term='desabafo'/><category term='educação'/><category term='isso vale pra vc...'/><category term='2 corintios 12'/><category term='substimar'/><category term='sonho'/><category term='motivação'/><category term='diario'/><category term='niver de fabito'/><category term='dia dos namorados'/><category term='fraco'/><category term='papel principal'/><category term='pense nisso...'/><category term='criatividade'/><category term='psíco'/><category term='estigante'/><category term='liberdade'/><category term='feliz'/><title type='text'>por Dayse Vila Nova!</title><subtitle type='html'>"Bem sei eu que tudo podes e nenhum dos teus pensamentos pode ser impedidos" 

(Jó 42:1)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-5614141249430629569</id><published>2012-01-05T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T05:57:23.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EqWLpTKBFcU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hojee eu tow assim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-5614141249430629569?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/5614141249430629569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2012/01/hojee-eu-tow-assim.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5614141249430629569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5614141249430629569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2012/01/hojee-eu-tow-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EqWLpTKBFcU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-4426631716207468494</id><published>2011-12-26T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T04:30:29.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EDdCkmVHzEk/Tvhoh_7-v8I/AAAAAAAAAt4/HJx22tv-OtI/s1600/Snapshot_20111226_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EDdCkmVHzEk/Tvhoh_7-v8I/AAAAAAAAAt4/HJx22tv-OtI/s400/Snapshot_20111226_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690413062490603458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Amar é o combustível da vida. O problema é que eu só encontro posto adulterado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; 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margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;“É dificil aprisionar os que têm asas”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;(&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-6080757259029888952?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/6080757259029888952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/12/muiito-bom-tao-bom-quanto-leazinhoo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6080757259029888952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6080757259029888952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/12/muiito-bom-tao-bom-quanto-leazinhoo.html' title='Muiito bom, tão bom quanto leãzinhoo!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SWSz_PAfgNc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-5867485511903603602</id><published>2011-12-04T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:56:42.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3RIjR2O1rU/TtwIgyXtUNI/AAAAAAAAAto/PTzPfUpCVVY/s1600/04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3RIjR2O1rU/TtwIgyXtUNI/AAAAAAAAAto/PTzPfUpCVVY/s400/04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682426189204771026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;“Algumas vezes eu fiz muito mal para pessoas que me amaram. Não é paranóia não. É verdade. Sou tão talvez neuroticamente individualista que, quando acontece de alguém parecer aos meus olhos uma ameaça a essa individualidade, fico imediatamente cheio de espinhos - e corto relacionamentos com a maior frieza, às vezes firo, sou agressivo e tal. É preciso acabar com esse medo de ser tocado lá no fundo. Ou é preciso que alguém me toque profundamente para acabar com isso.” - &lt;i&gt;Caio Fernando Abreu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); line-height: 21px; text-align: -webkit-auto; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova, baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-5867485511903603602?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/5867485511903603602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/12/algumas-vezes-eu-fiz-muito-mal-para.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5867485511903603602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5867485511903603602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/12/algumas-vezes-eu-fiz-muito-mal-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3RIjR2O1rU/TtwIgyXtUNI/AAAAAAAAAto/PTzPfUpCVVY/s72-c/04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-7350827219977988230</id><published>2011-12-04T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:18:52.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbYKuzHsgig/TtuPAsiroCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/oZIX51o6Mzc/s1600/SAM_0175.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbYKuzHsgig/TtuPAsiroCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/oZIX51o6Mzc/s400/SAM_0175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682292596977410082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 5px; color: rgb(105, 105, 105); font-family: tahoma, helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: -webkit-center; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Meu coração é um sorvete colorido de todas as cores, é saboroso de todos os sabores. Quem dele provar, será feliz para sempre. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 5px; color: rgb(105, 105, 105); font-family: tahoma, helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: -webkit-center; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;small&gt;(Caio Fernando Abreu. Na terra do coração, in: Pequenas Epifanias)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/SWSz_PAfgNc"&gt; lá lá lá&lt;/a&gt;.. ouvindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por Dayse Vila NOva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-7350827219977988230?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/7350827219977988230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/12/meu-coracao-e-um-sorvete-colorido-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/7350827219977988230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/7350827219977988230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/12/meu-coracao-e-um-sorvete-colorido-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbYKuzHsgig/TtuPAsiroCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/oZIX51o6Mzc/s72-c/SAM_0175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-3205311407987491233</id><published>2011-11-25T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T06:44:35.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wilbYE5Dt7M/Ts-pcAzC8iI/AAAAAAAAAs8/U0vm5qAE7F8/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wilbYE5Dt7M/Ts-pcAzC8iI/AAAAAAAAAs8/U0vm5qAE7F8/s400/02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678943953853018658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraça tua loucura antes que seja tarde demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caio Fernando Abreu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-3205311407987491233?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/3205311407987491233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/abraca-tua-loucura-antes-que-seja-tarde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3205311407987491233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3205311407987491233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/abraca-tua-loucura-antes-que-seja-tarde.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wilbYE5Dt7M/Ts-pcAzC8iI/AAAAAAAAAs8/U0vm5qAE7F8/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-6534972534380680096</id><published>2011-11-24T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T05:07:14.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_jtJdqZJ_M/Ts5BaumQg7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/uDD-wM1g4XI/s1600/SAM_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_jtJdqZJ_M/Ts5BaumQg7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/uDD-wM1g4XI/s400/SAM_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678548107601675186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nós éramos sem começo, sem meio, sem fim, sem solução, sem motivo […] Não sinto saudades do seu amor, ele nunca existiu, nem sei que cara ele teria, nem sei que cheiro ele teria. Não existiu morte para o que nunca nasceu”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tati Bernardi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-6534972534380680096?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/6534972534380680096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/nos-eramos-sem-comeco-sem-meio-sem-fim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6534972534380680096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6534972534380680096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/nos-eramos-sem-comeco-sem-meio-sem-fim.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_jtJdqZJ_M/Ts5BaumQg7I/AAAAAAAAAsk/uDD-wM1g4XI/s72-c/SAM_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-4199768293965705704</id><published>2011-11-23T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:13:40.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'você diz que me quer com todas as minhas vírgulas, eu te quero como meu ponto final'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tati Bernardi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnSTapWT-oA/Tsz-cXQ6wbI/AAAAAAAAAsI/SFXPoV3r8Lg/s1600/SAM_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnSTapWT-oA/Tsz-cXQ6wbI/AAAAAAAAAsI/SFXPoV3r8Lg/s400/SAM_0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678192993442120114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apaixonadaa??! &lt;br /&gt;nãoo!&lt;br /&gt;carentee, só isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-4199768293965705704?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/4199768293965705704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/voce-diz-que-me-quer-com-todas-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4199768293965705704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4199768293965705704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/voce-diz-que-me-quer-com-todas-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnSTapWT-oA/Tsz-cXQ6wbI/AAAAAAAAAsI/SFXPoV3r8Lg/s72-c/SAM_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-2466947023134309718</id><published>2011-11-03T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:21:36.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>. é assim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BtV_wgreVcU/TrKhdAsERxI/AAAAAAAAAro/58PYuN9PZ_o/s1600/DSC08513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BtV_wgreVcU/TrKhdAsERxI/AAAAAAAAAro/58PYuN9PZ_o/s400/DSC08513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670772400585983762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A única coisa que você deve preservar é a sua personalidade, é ela a sua identidade, se você perde ela você perde tudo! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hLQl3WQQoQ0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova,&lt;br /&gt;# dando sinal de vida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-2466947023134309718?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/2466947023134309718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-assim.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2466947023134309718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2466947023134309718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-assim.html' title='. é assim!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BtV_wgreVcU/TrKhdAsERxI/AAAAAAAAAro/58PYuN9PZ_o/s72-c/DSC08513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-2868709124825680233</id><published>2011-09-04T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:25:07.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>Videoziim legal... amei!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5z5Vn5JNsJY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Te quero, mas não pela metade, eu te quero por inteiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero teu sorriso, teu abraço, teu coração..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas se você não pode me oferecer isso, então não quero nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="" heigth="" src="" com="" embed="" frameborder="" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/HX6pKngUWsE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-2868709124825680233?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5z5Vn5JNsJY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-5434355418220586757</id><published>2011-08-31T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T10:56:39.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6FQDxHF7V4Q/Tl50zjK93SI/AAAAAAAAApk/cwRfbA6q7rw/s1600/DSC07723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647079411732569378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6FQDxHF7V4Q/Tl50zjK93SI/AAAAAAAAApk/cwRfbA6q7rw/s400/DSC07723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(8) '&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;De repente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vc surgiu na minha frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Luz cintilante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estrela em forma de gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Invasora do planeta amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Você me conquistou' - (8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-5434355418220586757?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/5434355418220586757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-de-repente-vc-surgiu-na-minha-frente.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5434355418220586757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5434355418220586757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-de-repente-vc-surgiu-na-minha-frente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6FQDxHF7V4Q/Tl50zjK93SI/AAAAAAAAApk/cwRfbA6q7rw/s72-c/DSC07723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-3537368110112542974</id><published>2011-08-19T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T11:11:46.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concluo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoal'/><title type='text'>A escolha certaa, ideal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fazer &lt;strong&gt;ESCOLHAS&lt;/strong&gt; faz parte da vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNY78-N6F6Y/Tk6WA-b1BYI/AAAAAAAAApY/CNMJyLSEOIo/s1600/destino1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642612326645695874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNY78-N6F6Y/Tk6WA-b1BYI/AAAAAAAAApY/CNMJyLSEOIo/s400/destino1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... e já reparou como é chato fazer isso??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTm2corZp3I/Tk6V1SxrjVI/AAAAAAAAApQ/cVE0hFGDbt4/s1600/1211597210_silencio_ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 352px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642612125947628882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTm2corZp3I/Tk6V1SxrjVI/AAAAAAAAApQ/cVE0hFGDbt4/s400/1211597210_silencio_ii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discordas?? ounw, NOTHING mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;E o maior medo está na escolha ERRADA - pên!!! (sôa aos nossos ouvidos aquela estridente sirene de reprovação)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdcHQlu1k6Q/Tk6VoKxQOgI/AAAAAAAAApI/M0TQdE0sd6w/s1600/erro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642611900460055042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdcHQlu1k6Q/Tk6VoKxQOgI/AAAAAAAAApI/M0TQdE0sd6w/s400/erro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Agora... levando isso pro lado sentimental (eh lógico, o bloguito aki eh diarinho virtual.. esqueceu?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnCvy5hT2u8/Tk6VYEEatdI/AAAAAAAAApA/DelK2QWoAsc/s1600/imagesCA8MK8CH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642611623783478738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnCvy5hT2u8/Tk6VYEEatdI/AAAAAAAAApA/DelK2QWoAsc/s400/imagesCA8MK8CH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O que pode me dar a certeza da escolha certa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como encontrar a SUA certeza em um outro alguém, dentro de um futuro tão incerto... dentro de possibilidades tão improvavéis, de garantias que não dependem só de vc??! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642610194554159890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lf1DU63rGM/Tk6UE3xmAxI/AAAAAAAAAos/qxSAspQVhX4/s400/solidariedade1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enfim... no mais, acho que a gente pode ter essa certeza quando está ao lado de alguém... enxergando seus erros, suas falhas, seus PIORES defeitos, seu lado negro... e ainda assim, CONTINUAR gostando! Eh como se, em oportunidade anterior de um relacionamento com outra pessoa... por muito menos, voce estivesse com um alguém cheio(a) de virtudes... mas não se imaginasse por toda vida com ela!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em outras palavras... pra viver por toda vida ao lado de alguém, eh preciso tolerar e achar suportável (sem dor) os defeitos do outro. Eh amar inclusive seus defeitos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642610454967269602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtQ1HgSLQ7E/Tk6UUB46uOI/AAAAAAAAAo0/5zZN8fMf4TA/s400/imagesCAG8KQJ3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguém viu minha 'peça defeituosa por aê??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;por &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-3537368110112542974?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/3537368110112542974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/08/escolha-certaa-ideal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3537368110112542974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3537368110112542974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/08/escolha-certaa-ideal.html' title='A escolha certaa, ideal...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNY78-N6F6Y/Tk6WA-b1BYI/AAAAAAAAApY/CNMJyLSEOIo/s72-c/destino1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-7635157601773263051</id><published>2011-08-08T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T15:37:15.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personalidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>O que eu busco....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFDnnulkWig/TkBkI3UpBhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/x-NZYXZcJXM/s1600/cabelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638616836920116754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFDnnulkWig/TkBkI3UpBhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/x-NZYXZcJXM/s400/cabelo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não busco nas pessoas algo que só os meus olhos podem ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isso jamais vai preencher o meu vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;busco algo muito mais da natureza humana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- algo espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-7635157601773263051?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/7635157601773263051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-que-eu-busco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/7635157601773263051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/7635157601773263051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-que-eu-busco.html' title='O que eu busco....'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFDnnulkWig/TkBkI3UpBhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/x-NZYXZcJXM/s72-c/cabelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-4382030443586699019</id><published>2011-07-23T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T13:53:12.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucesso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>de Miley Cyrus..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzjgDsTfrHI/Tisz32ffDSI/AAAAAAAAAns/oRfhLK1gY64/s1600/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632652793570331938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzjgDsTfrHI/Tisz32ffDSI/AAAAAAAAAns/oRfhLK1gY64/s400/dd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;' Mostre a todos.. que em um céu escuro,&lt;br /&gt;VC pode ser a estrela ' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-4382030443586699019?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/4382030443586699019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-miley-cyrus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4382030443586699019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4382030443586699019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-miley-cyrus.html' title='de Miley Cyrus..'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzjgDsTfrHI/Tisz32ffDSI/AAAAAAAAAns/oRfhLK1gY64/s72-c/dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-1091818643423627016</id><published>2011-07-22T17:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T17:43:02.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concluo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atitude'/><title type='text'>Dizem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632341139807731026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zvr4M2Jiokg/TioYbNwO_VI/AAAAAAAAAng/Sbx_13XxAnY/s400/tumblr_l1e5s6k2rU1qb6uexo1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;que mulher eh sexo frágil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mas, que MENTIRA ABSURDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#netpodree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-1091818643423627016?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/1091818643423627016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/dizem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/1091818643423627016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/1091818643423627016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/dizem.html' title='Dizem...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zvr4M2Jiokg/TioYbNwO_VI/AAAAAAAAAng/Sbx_13XxAnY/s72-c/tumblr_l1e5s6k2rU1qb6uexo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-2156845537872735968</id><published>2011-07-19T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:08:07.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solidão'/><title type='text'>Não me deixe aqui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hhM8J6fdhg/TiYLYefp1TI/AAAAAAAAAnU/q_fXfYq7ayA/s1600/grades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631200899203978546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hhM8J6fdhg/TiYLYefp1TI/AAAAAAAAAnU/q_fXfYq7ayA/s400/grades.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... sem ter a quem abraçar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por favor!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#algum mau em sentir saudade??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-2156845537872735968?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/2156845537872735968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-me-deixe-aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2156845537872735968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2156845537872735968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-me-deixe-aqui.html' title='Não me deixe aqui...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hhM8J6fdhg/TiYLYefp1TI/AAAAAAAAAnU/q_fXfYq7ayA/s72-c/grades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-6605080216182806058</id><published>2011-07-09T20:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:13:19.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solidão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>Noite de sábadoo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjVPH-pDzX8/ThkgISStt6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/WZdIszu0rWs/s1600/DSC07771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627564536097519522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjVPH-pDzX8/ThkgISStt6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/WZdIszu0rWs/s400/DSC07771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coraçãoziim solitário:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toda menina que enjoa da boneca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é sinal de que o amor já chegou no coração.. (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-6605080216182806058?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/6605080216182806058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/noite-de-sabadoo_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6605080216182806058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6605080216182806058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/noite-de-sabadoo_09.html' title='Noite de sábadoo..'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjVPH-pDzX8/ThkgISStt6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/WZdIszu0rWs/s72-c/DSC07771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-4380098204524735588</id><published>2011-07-09T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T11:21:43.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concluo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Preste atenção nas palavras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L6vXf4XzYAQ/ThibI9Um-fI/AAAAAAAAAm8/zemBGu864b8/s1600/SAM_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627418312601696754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L6vXf4XzYAQ/ThibI9Um-fI/AAAAAAAAAm8/zemBGu864b8/s400/SAM_1633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .. mesmo quando não dizem nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E são nessas horas em que verdades são ditas, mas, só depois, quando ligamos os 'pontos soltos' é que caímos na real!! :S .. #fazer o que#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-4380098204524735588?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/4380098204524735588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/preste-atencao-nas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4380098204524735588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4380098204524735588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/preste-atencao-nas-palavras.html' title='Preste atenção nas palavras...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L6vXf4XzYAQ/ThibI9Um-fI/AAAAAAAAAm8/zemBGu864b8/s72-c/SAM_1633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-9199981552961637870</id><published>2011-07-02T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T06:47:10.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auto estima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concluo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>Mariaa.. uma mistura de dor e alegria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. mas é preciso ter força, é preciso ter raça..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. é preciso ter gana sempree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624749943991950562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyym-_6wRKQ/Tg8gRdoJ3OI/AAAAAAAAAmk/q1glCitgpZk/s400/DSC07714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. mas é preciso ter manha, é preciso ter graça..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. é preciso ter SONHO sempree!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma mulher que merece viver e amar como outra qualquer do planeta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sou uma 'maria' também ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova&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/5388114337549011680-9199981552961637870?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/9199981552961637870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/mariaa-uma-mistura-de-dor-e-alegria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/9199981552961637870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/9199981552961637870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/07/mariaa-uma-mistura-de-dor-e-alegria.html' title='Mariaa.. uma mistura de dor e alegria.'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyym-_6wRKQ/Tg8gRdoJ3OI/AAAAAAAAAmk/q1glCitgpZk/s72-c/DSC07714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-2867109430536089428</id><published>2011-06-18T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:22:23.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>.. na madrugada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jP7RJD_bh_o/Tf13AbUlkuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5RigycIJJ8g/s1600/tumblr_l1pjstLu2S1qava3so1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619778759246058210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jP7RJD_bh_o/Tf13AbUlkuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5RigycIJJ8g/s320/tumblr_l1pjstLu2S1qava3so1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; toda madrugada eh a mesma coisaa: solidão, pensamentos, sonhos surreais, sonzinho romântico.. e... priuu, me identifiquei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'e eu aki com essa saudade bandida,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;falta amor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;falta vc, minha vida!!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:S ..ôÔôô vida carentee de amor* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-2867109430536089428?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/2867109430536089428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/06/na-madrugada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2867109430536089428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2867109430536089428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/06/na-madrugada.html' title='.. na madrugada.'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jP7RJD_bh_o/Tf13AbUlkuI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5RigycIJJ8g/s72-c/tumblr_l1pjstLu2S1qava3so1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-3726669247243277888</id><published>2011-06-10T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:50:04.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dia dos namorados'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>. já é neste domingo!</title><content type='html'>MôwWWw??&lt;br /&gt;Lê esse aí... é pra VC, especialmente pra VC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616750528326619378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_39K7ql9KeI/TfK02MDlUPI/AAAAAAAAAko/4WGztsuze_c/s320/tumblr_lio5w9flyj1qgnzdpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;se eu pudesse, e se NÃO houvesse o medo...&lt;br /&gt;correria em busca do nosso encontro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;se os teus braços me desse a certeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aqueeeela certeza que eu preciso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh, eu lutaria!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NhRKdKwXcA4/TfK2U-t2SCI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zNK6EdRgawE/s1600/csal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616752156833368098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NhRKdKwXcA4/TfK2U-t2SCI/AAAAAAAAAk0/zNK6EdRgawE/s200/csal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lutaria pra não te perder..&lt;br /&gt;e ainda te ganharia todos os dias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;faria um amor com muito carinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou audaciosa compraria aquela lingerie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e ficaria imaginando sua expressão ao me ver..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me ver, me entregar pra você!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas, às vezes você aparenta ser tão fraco,&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onG1V69a4Oc/TfLF2FH7s8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/mMBN6QvbYjw/s1600/tumblr_lg2gs3KJXd1qel16po1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616769218163487682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-onG1V69a4Oc/TfLF2FH7s8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/mMBN6QvbYjw/s200/tumblr_lg2gs3KJXd1qel16po1_400_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;áspero, seco...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;disperso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;certo de que tudo isso não é o que VC quer&lt;br /&gt;e neste momento uma nuvem negra páira sobre mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não é assim que eu quero!&lt;br /&gt;minha personalidade dita que eu exiga mais, muito mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#pulando essa parte chata, continuando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616770246350179250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3RZkcLPs7l8/TfLGx7avi7I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XIOmSJ4HiQ4/s320/tumblr_l6p9iutg2s1qcb46qo1_400.jpg" /&gt;certa de que nossas desigualdades nos completam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e que nosso gosto em comum dão a certeza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;exterminaríamos qualquer dúvidaa, qualquer incerteza&lt;br /&gt;faríamos planos pro futuroo, ouw.. o futuro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;parece que estou vendo...&lt;br /&gt;nossa rotina sendo quebrada com seu humor àcido, daquilo que faz de VC um cara autêntico.&lt;br /&gt;e meu jogo de cintura, em depois de um exaustante dia arrumar forças do alêm pra ficar bonitinha pra VC, só pra VC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#seria tão fofinha a cena, quase patética.. assim, como os apaixonados são!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e pra embalar nossa trilha sonora caberia Angie - Rolling Stones (uma das minhas preferidas).. hahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616777786326457682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CxPasqpkMCU/TfLNo0BLHVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Gwg7KdYXAYA/s200/tumblr_l7psgbxWM01qbjlezo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas pra me deixar feliz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;VC teria que se esforçar muuuuito mocinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e eu.. bem, eu te SURPREENDERIA. sim, eu te surpreenderia!!&lt;br /&gt;sou marketeira, esqueceu?! rss'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;é tão lindo... enxergar sua expressão de espanto ao notar quando eu me mordo, literalmente me mordo de ciúmes de VC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#segredo, sou possessiva extremista = é MEU e ponto! :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;é como assumir o que não pode ser assumido..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;é como confessar uma fraqueza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;Bichinhoo... apóia meus sonhos, que apoiarei os teus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sonha junto comigo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confessa na mesma altura..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sem medo, sem limites..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se entrega... poxaa!!&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou, do contrário... vou cair no fatídico mundo real &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e ter a certeza absoluta que tudo não passou de uma carência idiota,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;neste caso a trilha sonora será outra&lt;br /&gt;e esta, sinceramente eu não quero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O nosso amor a gente inventa pra se distrair, e quando acaba, a gente pensa que ele nunca existiu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#FelizDiadosNamorados, queridoss!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova. &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/5388114337549011680-3726669247243277888?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/3726669247243277888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/06/ja-e-neste-domingo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3726669247243277888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3726669247243277888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/06/ja-e-neste-domingo.html' title='. já é neste domingo!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_39K7ql9KeI/TfK02MDlUPI/AAAAAAAAAko/4WGztsuze_c/s72-c/tumblr_lio5w9flyj1qgnzdpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-5661941783575619060</id><published>2011-05-13T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:07:13.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concluo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoal'/><title type='text'>.concluo,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAV3n-PVd2M/Tc4abUIguJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/EHuyOADmsW0/s1600/ma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606447642686044306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAV3n-PVd2M/Tc4abUIguJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/EHuyOADmsW0/s320/ma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'quando você encontrar a pessoa que merece seu coração, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;você vai entender porque as coisas não funcionaram com todos os outros.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- desconheciido.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#solidão me deixe forte!&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/5388114337549011680-5661941783575619060?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/5661941783575619060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/05/concluo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5661941783575619060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5661941783575619060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/05/concluo.html' title='.concluo,'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QAV3n-PVd2M/Tc4abUIguJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/EHuyOADmsW0/s72-c/ma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-8034807378953917187</id><published>2011-05-06T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:30:13.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessoal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feliz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzqG4Sjkn7g/TcSdCutWY6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/BxWNaZUIVUg/s1600/DSC07475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603776506579280802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzqG4Sjkn7g/TcSdCutWY6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/BxWNaZUIVUg/s320/DSC07475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando estou fraco, então, sou forte!&lt;/em&gt; II Cor. 12:10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;... n precisa dizer mais nada, por hoje... o pouco é muito e essas palavras são o suficiente. Feliz, muito feliz ;P&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/5388114337549011680-8034807378953917187?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/8034807378953917187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/05/quando-estou-fraco-entao-sou-forte-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8034807378953917187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8034807378953917187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/05/quando-estou-fraco-entao-sou-forte-ii.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzqG4Sjkn7g/TcSdCutWY6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/BxWNaZUIVUg/s72-c/DSC07475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-5488791537370040596</id><published>2011-03-19T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T12:40:47.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niver 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversário'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niver de fabito'/><title type='text'>Hoje é o dia dele!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Há 29 anos atrás uma jovem senhora carregava em sua barriga uma expectativa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;color:black"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-49EWyewGvqQ/TYVu5pRTQYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/MsT1FjwWr-c/s320/Meus%2Bvideos1291.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585992849432985986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;color:black"&gt;a expectativa inexplicável de u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;m filho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2vqu3FdZag/TYVAHnJrwdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dKkPT6ra5k4/s320/mulher-gravida.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585941412335829458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;E sua mente como a de toda mãe que anseia ver o seu filho; só fazia imaginar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;color:black"&gt;Imaginar como seria a sua criança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;color:black"&gt;Menino.. menina?? Quem seria?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya67mlexHhU/TYV0aD11kWI/AAAAAAAAAiE/N3Zl8IuTZj8/s320/amar_e_viver_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585998903879504226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;color:black"&gt;E como seria os seus dias a parti da existência desse novo ‘ser’ em sua vida...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;color:black"&gt;Com a preocupação é claro, de que ele nascesse perfeitinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p0WpYHZX0Rs/TYVyeD_B1zI/AAAAAAAAAh4/iHrv-SmlHeU/s320/viver.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585996773614278450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;E aí, Deus achou por bem presenteá-la dando um 'menininho'.. e dalí mesmo do ventre tratou logo de abençoá-lo... passo por passo... dia à diaa... momento à momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQUuyFoVk9g/TYV2Pcy8XrI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2fwadHfrfRY/s320/expectativa%2Bde%2Bvida.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586000920622948018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc8j1TXv7gE/TYUmLYAzoNI/AAAAAAAAAg8/edz5D5S9jVw/s1600/faaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Nessa engenharia Ele determinou caminhos pra que esse 'menininho' pudesse percorrer, pessoas específicas que passariam na vida desse 'menininho', ocasiões especiais e quem sabe confidenciais, momentos únicos, situações inesperadas; tal qual um susto e por fim, dificuldades; necessárias que o fariam crescer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;É, mas Deus separou pra esse 'menininho' também... o futuro, as escolhas, o livre arbítrio e a visão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tR0zImJhz8Q/TYWNvcly3UI/AAAAAAAAAi0/oKoL5yZsS1Y/s320/Um-olhar_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586026759091051842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;E só por isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Só porque Deus determinou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;o '&lt;b&gt;tal&lt;/b&gt;' menininho tantas vezes citado acima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; tem oportunidade de trilhar o seu caminho e ser feliz;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;porque Ele já determinou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ltM9crfEyJU/TYWSgZxQl1I/AAAAAAAAAjA/8PFXvIBJGrE/s320/imagem.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586031998193932114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Pois é..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Nem toda surpresa chega no dia...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;nem na hora...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;assim, não seria surpresa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Presentear, também é um presente!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Imagineii que hoje (no dia 19 em exato) seu dia seria muiito 'cheio' pra haver espaço pra mim.. e que ser mais 'uma' a pôr os parabéns... seria comum demais.. pra ser 'eu'! rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;* Muitas anos se passaram... muitas coisas  mudaram... acho que você recentemente conheceu uma nova Dayse (e da mesma  forma eu, conheci um novo Fábio) e assim como eu, talvez tenha estranhado.. rss'... a impressão que tive é de que isso nos deixou 'mudos', atônitos e pegos de surpresa. Aconteceu isso com você??! rs'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mas, tipo assim se aconteceu... relaxa... porque &lt;b&gt;o que é importante é o que fica&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mudou... MAS FICOU!!! * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. voltando pro seu diaa.. continuando... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Aiii.. pra dar o meu toquee fiz diferentee... trouxe as boas novas criadas no dia e evidenciadas após, .. trazendo por meio de foto, aquilo que em breve estará em suas mãos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-72KaVxqz8dc/TYWVDm1_31I/AAAAAAAAAjM/5JgWvQEWNXo/s320/DSC07220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586034802022145874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Agora sim: - meus Parabéns!!!!!   :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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/5388114337549011680-5488791537370040596?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/5488791537370040596/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/03/hoje-e-o-dia-dele.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5488791537370040596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5488791537370040596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/03/hoje-e-o-dia-dele.html' title='Hoje é o dia dele!!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-49EWyewGvqQ/TYVu5pRTQYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/MsT1FjwWr-c/s72-c/Meus%2Bvideos1291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-3714848525281008836</id><published>2011-03-17T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:02:41.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psíco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pense nisso...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Adoro essa... ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZb08sPHyO0/TYKtgXTFdSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jZfs3JcT3pA/s1600/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BDSC06822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZb08sPHyO0/TYKtgXTFdSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jZfs3JcT3pA/s320/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BDSC06822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585217259414320418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;♫&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Caia na realidade, fada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olha bem na minha cara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me confessa que gostou...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do meu papo bom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do meu jeito 'são'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do meu sarro, do meu som..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dos meus toques pra você mudar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mulher sem razão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ouve o teu homem..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ouve o teu coração.. batendo travado!!'&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;♫&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;lah.. lah.. lah.. será que isso quer dizer alguma coisa??! .. hsuahsuash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;ahh. deixa ficar assim, subtendido!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;... xau, vou mimi.. tow com soniim   ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-3714848525281008836?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/3714848525281008836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/03/adoro-essa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3714848525281008836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3714848525281008836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/03/adoro-essa.html' title='Adoro essa... ♫'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZb08sPHyO0/TYKtgXTFdSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/jZfs3JcT3pA/s72-c/C%25C3%25B3pia%2Bde%2BDSC06822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-6380212587813508136</id><published>2011-02-12T08:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T09:26:00.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relacionamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desabafo'/><title type='text'>gostei, foi texto da Oprah Winfrey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Nukk5etEJY/TVa-uRs3p1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/F1KruiERmKM/s1600/literatura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 345px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Nukk5etEJY/TVa-uRs3p1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/F1KruiERmKM/s400/literatura.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572851291152426834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. para pôr em prática:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; "&gt;'Se um homem quer você, nada pode mantê-lo longe;&lt;br /&gt;Se ele não te quer, nada pode fazê-lo ficar.&lt;br /&gt;Pare de dar desculpas (de arranjar justificativas) para um homem e seu comportamento.&lt;br /&gt;Permita que sua intuição (ou espírito) te proteja das mágoas.&lt;br /&gt;Pare de tentar se modificar para uma relação que não tem que acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;Mais devagar é melhor. Nunca dedique sua vida a um homem antes que você encontre um que realmente te faz feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Se uma relação terminar porque o homem não te tratou como você merecia,”foda-se, mande pro inferno, esquece!”, vocês não podem “ser amigos”. Um amigo não destrataria outro amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Não conserte.&lt;br /&gt;Se você sente que ele está te enrolando, provavelmente é porque ele está mesmo. Não continue (a relação) porque você acha que “ele vai melhorar”.&lt;br /&gt;Você vai se chatear daqui um ano por continuar a relação quando as coisas ainda não estiverem melhores.&lt;br /&gt;A única pessoa que você pode controlar em uma relação é você mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre tenha seu próprio círculo de amizade, separadamente do dele.&lt;br /&gt;Coloque limites no modo como um homem te trata. Se algo te irritar,faça um escândalo.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca deixe um homem saber de tudo. Mais tarde ele usará isso contra você.&lt;br /&gt;Você não pode mudar o comportamento de um homem. A mudança vem de dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca o deixe sentir que ele é mais importante que você… mesmo se ele tiver um maior grau de escolaridade ou um emprego melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Não o torne um semi-deus.&lt;br /&gt;Ele é um homem, nada além ou aquém disso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; "&gt;E por fim...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca deixe um homem definir quem você é!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; " &gt;Essas são as palavras da prestigiada apresentadora americana Oprah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; " &gt;é 'fia', conselhos dados, conselhos recebidos... agora é só por em prática. E quanto aos 'idiotas' tantas vezes citado acima, bem, no final das contas... são eles os que mais perdem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(35, 74, 35); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(35, 74, 35); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-6380212587813508136?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/6380212587813508136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/02/gostei-foi-texto-da-oprah-winfrey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6380212587813508136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6380212587813508136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2011/02/gostei-foi-texto-da-oprah-winfrey.html' title='gostei, foi texto da Oprah Winfrey...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Nukk5etEJY/TVa-uRs3p1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/F1KruiERmKM/s72-c/literatura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-2966948114695467172</id><published>2010-10-09T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:19:20.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volta'/><title type='text'>A voltaa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/TLPheMZBVuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5Fr69EsIUNY/s1600/DSC04770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/TLPheMZBVuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5Fr69EsIUNY/s320/DSC04770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527009076552226530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. voltando, depois de tanto tempo longe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aiii.. quantas coisas se passaram '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;broguitoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Momentos bons, ruins... mais ruins do que bons na verdade... mas, estou aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;È, mas o que seria da vida se não fossem as frustações, angústias, decepções, mudanças de planos... aff... seria um mundo imagináriooo, um mundo que não existe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sei  não, às vezes olho ao redor e pasmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que corresponde ao bom-senso?? A cautela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que te faz vencer na vida?? A garra, ou a ganância disfarçada de garra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que é ter caráter neste mundo que espontâneamente nos faz cair em contradição?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que é ver uma luz no fundo do túnel pra você?? Esperança ou espera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero respostass... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero atitudes, ações..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero ver a vida andar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vamos lah.. jah disse e digo novamente, &lt;b&gt;quero respostas&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;È, mas talvez seja como diz aquela musiquinha da Banda Catedral.. ♪ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;é o que não se pode explicar aos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;normais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. e que este jargão musical me sirva de consolo mais uma noitee... rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. voltei, tah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova!&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/5388114337549011680-2966948114695467172?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/2966948114695467172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2010/10/voltaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2966948114695467172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2966948114695467172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2010/10/voltaa.html' title='A voltaa..'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/TLPheMZBVuI/AAAAAAAAAe4/5Fr69EsIUNY/s72-c/DSC04770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-8750934064899739848</id><published>2009-04-09T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:08:22.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faculdade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criatividade'/><title type='text'>Enxergue além da percepção visualmente visível!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&gt; Vamos lá... o desafio dessa vez é fazer uma criação usando como ponto de partida uma camiseta branca, dando origem à uma segunda criação. Detalhe, não pode acrescentar nenhum acessório de cor e tudo que fizer ou acrescentar terá necessariamente de ser branco. Bem, no fim disso tudo: &lt;strong&gt;a mensagem&lt;/strong&gt;! Com uma ênfase... procure enxergar além do que os seus olhos podem ver e mais, não se limite aos esteriótipos criados já pelo sistema, okay's?! Então lá vai:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322733336707022546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4lxMiNPtI/AAAAAAAAASk/SuLFHnO9bVA/s400/2306474400_9343402371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- A confiança em si mesmo é o primeiro segredo do êxito -&lt;br /&gt;Yvês Vaê&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como sempre... gosto de nomear as minhas criações, afinal elas tem identidade própria sendo sempre unicamente única, por isso eis aqui o nome desta: - '&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Intensidade&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4tgPr_AII/AAAAAAAAATU/IYeDvjXEwoA/s1600-h/Imagem+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322741841588584578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4tgPr_AII/AAAAAAAAATU/IYeDvjXEwoA/s200/Imagem+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Primeira Fase&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;O objeto dado:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Uma camiseta branca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sua função:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Desconstruir a camiseta branca, e a partir dela fazer uma segunda criação. Podendo acrescentar acessórios, no entanto, que todos eles sejam brancos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4seK5210I/AAAAAAAAATM/qjmX5Z9H3K4/s1600-h/Imagem+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322740706433226562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4seK5210I/AAAAAAAAATM/qjmX5Z9H3K4/s200/Imagem+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4seK5210I/AAAAAAAAATM/qjmX5Z9H3K4/s1600-h/Imagem+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Segunda Fase&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;2.1 A mensagem da criadora:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&gt; Através da minha criação, idealizo que a mesma comunique aos receptores a idéia da ‘&lt;em&gt;intensidade humana através da arte e da vida como um todo&lt;/em&gt;’. Forçando-os a um questionamento pessoal: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Será que sou intenso em tudo o que faço? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Como será que as pessoas me idealizam? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Como uma pessoa intensa, forte, enérgica?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Como?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- ‘Os obstáculos são necessários para conhecermos a nossa força ‘-&lt;br /&gt;Antonie de Saint- Exupéry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Terceira Fase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.1 Executando a criação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Tendo como objetivo traduzir caracteres como; a força, continuidade, energia e intensidade foram elaboradas tiras de tecido de TNT branco, emendadas uma na outra que saem das partes superiores da alça, e continuamente descem marcando a cintura. Há ainda uma pequena flor, a Margarida posta na obra em lembrança ao nome da criadora &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;( tradução de Dayse em inglês = Margarida ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Força:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; As amarrações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Continuidade:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O começo e o fim constante das amarrações, algo ilimitado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Energia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A forma como foi colocada as tiras, sempre em giros, ao redor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intensidade:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Todo o conjunto, que quando analisado poderá trazer em mente a lembrança de uma camisa de força.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;A criação foi gerada de forma intencional para impactar as pessoas comuns e despertá-la à ser diferente, de modo que não precisa ter muito dinheiro, ou quiçá muitos artifícios. O seu universo pode ser a sua mente; e ele pode ser infinito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd44BN0LVuI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PUdVBy-duo0/s1600-h/Imagem+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322753403138037474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd44BN0LVuI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PUdVBy-duo0/s200/Imagem+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.2 Materiais utilizados:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; TNT branco cortado em tiras e sem acabamento e uma margarida artificial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- ‘Em todo gênio há 95% de transpiração e 5% de inspiração ‘-&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322745553340308786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4w4TCjnTI/AAAAAAAAATk/Uo6mApIELeU/s400/1262898638_212cc66be6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- ‘ Tenha consciência de que a expressão do seu rosto conta aos outros o que você está sentindo, mesmo que as palavras não o digam! ‘ –&lt;br /&gt;Peter Drucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd41n6a6lKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vDMip_jNnC4/s1600-h/Imagem+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322750769411822754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd41n6a6lKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/vDMip_jNnC4/s200/Imagem+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.3 A tradução da camisa desconstruída:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;  O design da criação remete a um produto altamente conceitual, traduzindo a personalidade da criadora que por sua vez se inspirou em Portinari. Não pelas suas obras mas, pelo apreço pelo qual as criava; sendo reconhecido como um artista intenso e produtivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322750137247535250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd41DHbNEJI/AAAAAAAAATs/ZrqQDTtS3PE/s400/2089095946_21cc50f588.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Quarta Fase&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.1 O conceito criado pode ser vendido?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;  Sim, independentemente do segmento. Dando identidade à um produto, à uma marca ou à um nome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322734203326656418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4mjo8bb6I/AAAAAAAAAS0/sYIWolAkecg/s400/2960813208_e04db88cdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- ‘Onde há uma mente aberta, sempre haverá uma nova fronteira a desbravar!‘-&lt;br /&gt;Charles F. Kettering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Sem mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-8750934064899739848?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/8750934064899739848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/04/enxergue-alem-da-percepcao-visualmente.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8750934064899739848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8750934064899739848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/04/enxergue-alem-da-percepcao-visualmente.html' title='Enxergue além da percepção visualmente visível!!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4lxMiNPtI/AAAAAAAAASk/SuLFHnO9bVA/s72-c/2306474400_9343402371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-4302554178972000034</id><published>2009-04-09T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:15:33.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atitude'/><title type='text'>Doutrina das Cores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bem, primeiramente... um singelo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-  ‘Olá, tudo bem?!’ rss ’&lt;br /&gt;- Quantas saudades de vc... meu broguinho!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Por motivos de força maior ( &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;péssimo suporte ao cliente Oi Velox&lt;/span&gt; )não estou podendo postar com a mesma freqüência ( &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;e no que depender da Oi ficarei assim por tempo indeterminado&lt;/span&gt; ) porém, hoje tive tempo de editar esta postagem que ao meu ver é super interessante e mais... é bem verídica! Óóóh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4WKmzId8I/AAAAAAAAASc/ElVKCWh5p-I/s1600-h/cor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322716181068019650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4WKmzId8I/AAAAAAAAASc/ElVKCWh5p-I/s400/cor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Assistindo as aulas de teoria da cor com a minha digníssima mestre ( ou mestrA??!.. num sei!... hehehe ) Teresa Lopes pude aprender o quanto a cor é importante e o quanto ela influencia no astral, no ambiente, na impressão ( gráfica e estética ), na moda, enfim... descobri uma infinidade de coisas correlativas às cores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Pensando nisto, fui ao Pai-dos-burruuus vulgo Gloogle pesquisar o significado das cores e acabei achando esta estigante matéria. Cientificamente ela não tem peso, porém, não deixa de ser interessante porque coincidência ou não seus significados tem tudo haver! &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;( pelo menos comigo teve – Purple )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;È, mas vamos deixar de lero- lero e descobrir logo esses tais significados... lê aí , e comenta se com você teve realmente tudo haver.  ;)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; É muito importante saber o que cada cor passa, principalmente para quem lida com combinação de cores no trabalho. Aprendemos a relacionar as cores com a música. Abaixo segue uma lista utilizando as principais palavras presentes na apostila de Teoria da Cor da professora &lt;em&gt;Silvia Schnaider. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White &lt;/strong&gt;&gt; Paz, pureza, batismo, casamento, hospital, neve, frio, palidez, vulnerabilidade, dignidade, divindade, harmonia, inocência...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Noite, sujeira, carvão, enterro, medo, morte, maldição, pessimismo, negação, tristeza, opressão, dor... No design está associado à nobreza e seriedade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red &lt;/strong&gt;&gt; Guerra, sangue, perigo, vida, fogo, mulher, conquista, masculinidade, força, energia, movimento,  viloência, excitação, emoção, ação... Em excesso pode irritar e causar viloência, sinaliza impedimento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orange&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Outono, pôr-do-sol, calor, luz, raios, robustez, euforia, alegria, amigos, apetite, prazer, senso de humor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Ouro, sol, calor, palha, luz, conforto, idealismo, espontaneidade, euforia, alegria, expectativa, &lt;/em&gt; provoca calor e criatividade, sugere atenção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Green&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Primavera, natureza, floresta, folhas, mar, folhas, vida, bem-estar, tranquilidade, segurança, liberdade, juventude, firmeza, coragem, esperança, desperta tranquilidade, bem estar e equilíbrio, sinaliza permissão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Céu, frio, mar, tranquilidade, espaço, fantasia, infinito, afeto, noite, serenidade, credibilidade, provoca contradição entre estímulo e repouso; sugere confiança...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Igreja, sonho, mistério, dignidade, egoísmo, grandeza, espiritualidade, sexualismo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Chocolate, café, terra, frio, melancolia, desconforto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &gt; Feminilidade, criança, calma, afeto, delicadeza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xeriiinho e bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova!&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/5388114337549011680-4302554178972000034?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blog.just-stranger.com/2009/03/02/a-influencia-das-cores/?cp=6' title='Doutrina das Cores'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/4302554178972000034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/04/doutrina-das-cores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4302554178972000034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4302554178972000034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/04/doutrina-das-cores.html' title='Doutrina das Cores'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sd4WKmzId8I/AAAAAAAAASc/ElVKCWh5p-I/s72-c/cor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-7861698190249012101</id><published>2009-03-19T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:14:24.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>Niver do Fabito!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMoXWHK9qI/AAAAAAAAASE/H1cM0eDZXhk/s1600-h/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315136366765078178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMoXWHK9qI/AAAAAAAAASE/H1cM0eDZXhk/s200/saudade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;È tão fácil escrever, quando se trata de qualquer pessoa...&lt;br /&gt;E é tão difícil escrever... quando se trata de UMA pessoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Dizer que A, B, C...&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma ternura constante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;... com força chocante, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;... de uma fragilidade cativante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;... e sensibilidade marcante, é tão fácil!&lt;br /&gt;Mass.. e quanto à ele?&lt;br /&gt;O que dizer? O que escrever?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dizer que é menino? Homem ou amante??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315137095663420674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMpBxeFBQI/AAAAAAAAASM/qRikwXh3YTY/s200/klgukhg.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quiçar... de um desejar constante...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMdK94p-YI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/s-mSQl9h-_w/s1600-h/j%C3%A7lk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315124059475409282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMdK94p-YI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/s-mSQl9h-_w/s320/j%C3%A7lk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;... de um poder chocante,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... de uma força marcante,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... de uma sensibilidade frustrante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enraizada?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMf2eHIFWI/AAAAAAAAARM/fj8tYh8-Wc4/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315127005883667810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMf2eHIFWI/AAAAAAAAARM/fj8tYh8-Wc4/s200/123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não, enterrada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Escondida?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não, embutida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;... camuflada! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Criticada?? Talvez... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMkD6nDlrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/i3sJrew0ias/s1600-h/vento%2520nos%2520cabelos.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315131634918594226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMkD6nDlrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/i3sJrew0ias/s200/vento%2520nos%2520cabelos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Mas, que não pode ser denunciada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou melhor, que não deve ser anunciada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... porque é substantivo feminino,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... que fica mal no masculino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Homem tem de ser forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315134644228674258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMmzFKfUtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/88xEuvDKwrc/s200/tduiyu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;De manter sempre o porte.. ohhh rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Porque, as mulheres que o conhecem...&lt;br /&gt;Aceitam e não esquecem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um homem de sensibilidade,&lt;br /&gt;... anunciada ou demonstrada...&lt;br /&gt;Um homem,&lt;br /&gt;Que tem a seu favor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O simples dom de plantar o amor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Poemiinha... só porq se trata de um 19 de março! rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Em favor desta data: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nm8CdzMDH-s"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Feliz Aniversário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;E como uma amiga &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;virtual&lt;/span&gt;... nada melhor do que um post só a seu respeito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pensando aki.... lembrei do dia em que te vi pela vez... kkkkk - risos e mais risos para isso - ...kkkk... em uma carona dada com um tão grande, enorme mau gosto que, misericórdia!! &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;é que a pessoa pode ser assim, hein?! ..aff.. rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;No mais, houveram outras oportunidades e logo vi que havia uma pessoa legal naquele universo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Para encerrar a postagem... deixarei um versículo &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(na minha opinião)&lt;/span&gt; muito bonito e que sempre que leio &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;não sei porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; mas &lt;/span&gt;lembro de vc:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Porque os meus pensamentos não são os vossos pensamentos, nem os vossos caminhos, os meus caminhos, diz o Senhor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Porque, assim como os céus são mais altos do que a terra, assim são os meus caminhos mais altos do que os vossos caminhos, e os meus pensamentos, mais altos do que os vossos pensamentos. porque, assim como descem a chuva e a neve dos céus e para lá não tornam, mas regam a terra e a fazem produzir... assim será a palavra que sair da minha boca; ela não voltará pra mim vazia; antes, fará o que me apraz e properará naquilo para que a enviei!'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Isaías 55: 08 à 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;..entendeu?? rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lance em Deus toda a ansiedade, todos os seus sonhos, todas as preocupações porque independentemente da situação Ele terá novos caminhos para você. O que o Senhor determinar pra tua vida será feito, e tudo o que é feito no nome Dele dará frutos, trará resultados... assim como esta mensagem! Dê mais atenção aos sinais de Deus &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(manifestado na natureza, nas palavras sábias de um amigo, nos sonhos confusos que tens durante a noite de sono, no conselhos dos mais velhos, no conselho dos leigos da escrita, no exemplo de vida, na experiência de um batalhador, na reflexão íntima, enfim..) &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e o convide todas as manhãs para estar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;contigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Xeriiinho pra ti... amu tu em Cristujesuiii! rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;por &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;&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/5388114337549011680-7861698190249012101?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile.aspx?uid=10477582111251655306' title='Niver do Fabito!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/7861698190249012101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/niver-do-fabito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/7861698190249012101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/7861698190249012101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/niver-do-fabito.html' title='Niver do Fabito!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScMoXWHK9qI/AAAAAAAAASE/H1cM0eDZXhk/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-8467825250707657444</id><published>2009-03-17T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:20:16.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esperança'/><title type='text'>Quanto custa o valor de um sonho??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E quanto você está disposto à pagar por ele?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314364629451639266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScBqeUldieI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OqIp3z0IRco/s400/gftujtyty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caro.. muiito caro? Proporcional ao valor será o bem?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScO21vUdUgI/AAAAAAAAASU/KGTHhihvW7c/s1600-h/ThreeinOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315293019578913282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScO21vUdUgI/AAAAAAAAASU/KGTHhihvW7c/s400/ThreeinOne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [amei esta foto... &lt;strong&gt;notem o que orvalho reflete e quem está lá atrás&lt;/strong&gt; da joaninha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;Na primeira noite, eles se aproximam e colhem uma flor de nosso jardim &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não dizemos nada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na segunda noite, já não se escondem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pisam as flores, matam nosso cão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não dizemos nada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até que um dia, o mais frágil deles,entra sozinho em nossa casa, rouba-nos a lua,e, conhecendo nosso medo,arranca-nos a voz da garganta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E porque não dissemos nada, já não podemos dizer nada. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enquanto isso...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sigo falando, cantando, e embrionando lá na Srtª. . .lah lah lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu sigo lutando para manter as flores vivas, o cão ladrando, o poeta cantando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sigo… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, preciso dizer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O preço que pago vale à pena!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ poesia de não sei quem... pena não tem crédito para o autor(a) ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;* Não deixe ninguém matar os seus sonhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cultive, plante, apare, regue o jardim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;O caminho é longo, mas tem fim! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScBk5amBGSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4QU39dAuwxE/s1600-h/DSC04159.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314358497851283746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScBk5amBGSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/4QU39dAuwxE/s400/DSC04159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que vale é sonhar. Quem sonha e luta pelos seus sonhos em meio às adversidades, vive!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;por &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&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/5388114337549011680-8467825250707657444?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/8467825250707657444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/quanto-custa-o-valor-de-um-sonho.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8467825250707657444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8467825250707657444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/quanto-custa-o-valor-de-um-sonho.html' title='Quanto custa o valor de um sonho??!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/ScBqeUldieI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OqIp3z0IRco/s72-c/gftujtyty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-2183170455972453493</id><published>2009-03-12T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:41:38.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personalidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher de hoje'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atitude'/><title type='text'>A mulher, a sua evolução e seus traços!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SblI6d5Ft4I/AAAAAAAAANU/On-OmSuqWAg/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312357404753901442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SblI6d5Ft4I/AAAAAAAAANU/On-OmSuqWAg/s400/123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quero gritar ao mundo que sou mulher e livre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quero gritar com a juventude do meu ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que é possível ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Com meu jeito, dons e características,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Serei testemunha da vida existente em cada ser humano.&lt;br /&gt;Quero transparecer a alma habitada do universo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Grávida da única forma de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fazer o bem,&lt;br /&gt;Fazer acontecer na história,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Onde quer que esteja a presença fecunda da mulher&lt;br /&gt;Ser mulher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E livre das amarras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Da mediocridade, da acomodação.&lt;br /&gt;Ser mulher da nova geração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cheia de encanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Graciosa e misteriosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Respondendo com coragem neste novo século!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tá aí... este é o poema (lindo) do qual eu e a minha equipe de trabalho no curso de moda utilizamos como abertura para apresentação do nosso projeto, na cadeira de Criatividade; pelo qual, foi solicitado pela professora Karina Fernandes incubida à nos passar toda teoria e de certa forma, a prática da cadeira na &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mauriciodenassau.edu.br"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faculdade Maurício de Nassau.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Segue abaixo toda trajetória e a nossa linha de pensamento até chegar o estágio final: a apresentação!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Foi dado a escolha de uma entre duas figuras que nos serviria como inspiração. A figura nº01 era a Catedral de Brasília ( muiita rica ) e a figura nº 02 uma Luminária Amarela ( singela ). Optamos pela figura nº 02... e à partir daí passamos a analizá-la com olhar de estranheza para saber o que, de repente poderíamos extrair daquela figura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Depois de muito pensar na figura... chegamos à uma idéia em comum com todas integrantes da equipe. Portanto, a nossa escolha proveio da inspiração extraída da figura nº02, onde traduzimos os caracteres nela encontradas da seguinte forma:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;● &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As pétalas amarelas da luminária&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = Reflexo de amadurecimento, como um renascimento e o paralelo traçado da menina para a até então, mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A exposição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = Tradução do ego e suas vaidades. O design da figura revelando e despertando o poder da sensualidade – até então sutilmente expostos – quebrando paradigmas, tabus e associações pejorativas em meio às culturas tradicionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A sutileza da luminária&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = Retratação da elegância e do romantismo. A mulher de hoje é uma figura participativa, batalhadora, que contribui para a evolução da sociedade sem perder a essência. Um traço forte de personalidade que traz a ascensão da mulher e a sua evolução como um todo ( aspecto religioso, sentimental, profissional ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Bem, com a idéia na mão.. a próxima missão seria criar o esboço embasado na linha de pensamento do qual o grupo chegou. Após muitas variações e estágios de esboço, foi obtido como resultado final este croqui:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312503394113616258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnNsKoy-YI/AAAAAAAAAOE/I7hJamvqWsA/s320/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Decidido o modelo de criação, passamos para a etapa seguinte; escolher os materiais que iríamos utilizar para execução da obra. Daí, optamos pelo tecido ( que nos serviu de base para a estruturação do vestido ), papel crepe ( em três tons direfentes, utilizado para cobrir a base ), fitas e uma rosa ( de tecido ). [ &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;além de cola, linha, aviamentos.. enfim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312502396875748258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnMyHows6I/AAAAAAAAAN8/hfrBOB_TGQM/s320/Imagem+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Com as peças previamente feitas em casa, partimos para a execução no laboratório de moda da Faculdade e sem receio algum: &lt;em&gt;'Montamos a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;barraca!&lt;/em&gt;' rss'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312499927673737826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnKiZJIEmI/AAAAAAAAAN0/y7HW9xlSq0I/s320/Imagem+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Idéia montada e aprovada ( pela professora e pelo grupo ) levamos o projeto para casa reparando em ajustes finais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312505561056287490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnPqTIMGwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ArZ7of883Fo/s400/Imagem+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Com tudo pronto, fizemos a apresentação do projeto em sala de aula, expondo a nossa idéia, as etapas que seguimos e a mensagem que queríamos passar através da criação. [ &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mas que careta mais feia..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hehehe.. momento da abertura, com a declamação da poesia&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312508374229720882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnSODBAHzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/S99bSJnX8r8/s400/Imagem+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; A mensagem das criadoras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;● Através da nossa elaboração abordamos um degradê de cores em tons de púrpura na intenção de transmitir para aquele que vê.. a figura da mulher, a sua evolução, e - por meio de uma rosa feita em tecido - traduzir os seus traços, como um reflexo da sua personalidade! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312512233344298066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnVurVnbFI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JwrAfMxcmWY/s400/Imagem+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Segmentos do mercado em que o conceito criado pode ser vendido:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;● Segmento Geográfico: Regiões de difícil acesso, estradas de péssimo estado devido às intervenções climáticas = Campanha voltada para venda de veículos esportivos conscientizando aos receptores a quebra da idéia generalizada que mulher só combina com carro pequeno = Automobilístico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Segmento Psicográfico: Pessoas com estilo de vida, comportamento, personalidade, interesses e opiniões = Campanha voltada para a venda com conceito, estilo de vida, atitude = Moda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Segmento Comportamental: Pessoas com disposição para comprar, motivação e atitude = Campanha voltada para o benefício que o produto pode vir à trazer ao seu cliente = Eletrodomésticos Top de Linha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312494552684555442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnFphv17LI/AAAAAAAAANk/f2Z_FwTMLzI/s400/Imagem+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;( da esquerda p/ direita:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mariza, Débora, Patrícia [&lt;em&gt;na frente&lt;/em&gt;], &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile.aspx?uid=3695169218160659386"&gt;eu&lt;/a&gt;, a criação, Anna e Jackeline )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312528033189737970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnkGWWUNfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/zD9AG9DhGx0/s400/Imagem+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-&gt; Um outro grupo - com um trabalho proviniente da inspiração nº 01.. a Catedral. Da esq. p/ direita: Midiane [quase n saiu na foto], Ana [calça], João, Adri [apresentando], Dani [vestida com a criação], Ariadne e Lili... rs' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312529159490090130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnlH6JPtJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Vy-K07WPihA/s400/Imagem+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dani Leôncio... a modelo da equipe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312534016861503122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbnpipQ1fpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/s3zH0Pzm-dY/s400/Imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-&gt; Outra equipe, expondo a obra extraída da figura nº01 ( catedral) Danila, Fabíola e Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; E como marca da nossa evolução enquanto estudantes de moda, fizemos questão de registrar os estágios dessa obra - para só então, no final do curso e no prosseguir das nossas vidas, olhar para traz e enxergar a nossa evolução! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mauriciodenassau.edu.br"&gt;Faculdade Maurício de Nassau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Design de Moda 2009.1 - Noite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professora: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Karina Fernandes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alunas: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anna Karolina Gomes, Dayse Vila Nova, Débora Vila Nova, Jackeline Santos, Mariza Carrilho e Patrícia Carla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;' &lt;strong&gt;Mulheres&lt;/strong&gt;, em &lt;strong&gt;evolução&lt;/strong&gt; e cada uma com seu traço de &lt;strong&gt;personalidade&lt;/strong&gt; fazendo a &lt;strong&gt;diferença&lt;/strong&gt;!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;por&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-2183170455972453493?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile.aspx?uid=3695169218160659386' title='A mulher, a sua evolução e seus traços!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/2183170455972453493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/mulher-sua-evolucao-e-seus-tracos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2183170455972453493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2183170455972453493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/mulher-sua-evolucao-e-seus-tracos.html' title='A mulher, a sua evolução e seus traços!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SblI6d5Ft4I/AAAAAAAAANU/On-OmSuqWAg/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-4350623895671508017</id><published>2009-03-09T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:33:14.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivacional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estigante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='substimar'/><title type='text'>Não me substime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;... você pode se surpreender!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbXXGDnesiI/AAAAAAAAANM/sA_g8Sg8eWE/s1600-h/DSC01567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311387834603450914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbXXGDnesiI/AAAAAAAAANM/sA_g8Sg8eWE/s400/DSC01567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Tem coisa mais &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irritante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, e ao mesmo tempo &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;estigante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do que ser substimado por alguém?!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Engraçado o ser humano tem a falha mania de idealizar o caráter e a capacidade das pessoas embasados naquilo que ele visualiza exteriormente, e é exatamente por esta mania que ele acaba se frustando; e enxergando que tirou conclusões precipitadas - quando na verdade, já é tarde demais para voltar atrás! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pôr dar mais ênfase às primeiras impressões, o precipitado acaba que por desmerecer as qualidades do até então avaliado. Esse descaso faz com que o substimado fique em segundo plano, visto que na limitada concepção do precipitado existem pessoas de melhor contexto ao seu redor. Logo, em oportunidade.. ele irá favorecer aos que igualmente constituem a sua linha de pensamento, ou seja, são todos 'farinha do mesmo saco' e eles por eles mesmo se favorecem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Traduzindo este nada eloquente texto eu quero dizer que, muitas vezes as pessoas confundem imagem com conteúdo. Profissionalmente falando, quantas vezes um chefe deixa de reconhecer ao trabalho de um funcionário esforçado o promovendo à um cargo mais elevado para favorecer à um amigo engomadinho (&lt;-nada contra) companheiro de happy hauer??! Esta sem dúvida é uma grande falta de ética profissional e que se continuamente prosseguir pode vir à dar rombos quantitativos e qualitativos dentro da coorporação. Da mesma forma pode se fazer valer em outros aspectos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sob uma outra ótica isso pode ser até estimulante. Aquela coisa, no ar fica subtendido que você é um incapaz isso acaba sendo um aspecto estigante para você seguir além do básico, fazendo o seu melhor e calando a boca (ou quem sabe, deixando-os meio que boquiabertos) desses até então prepotentes com a sua extraordinária performace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Jamais subestime alguém, você não sabe o que ela pensa, qual o seu universo, qual a sua bagagem, os seus limites e nem os seus ideais. Mas se tiver dúvidas, lance a corda e veja até onde ela vai..., só tenha cuidado.. &lt;strong&gt;vc pode se surpreender&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;por &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-4350623895671508017?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/4350623895671508017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-me-substime.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4350623895671508017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4350623895671508017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-me-substime.html' title='Não me substime...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbXXGDnesiI/AAAAAAAAANM/sA_g8Sg8eWE/s72-c/DSC01567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-6998674465556184078</id><published>2009-03-08T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:35:09.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 corintios 12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fraco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forte'/><title type='text'>Porque, quando estou fraco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...então, &lt;strong&gt;sou forte&lt;/strong&gt;! 2 Cor. 12: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbQVMWzSz2I/AAAAAAAAANE/fkF964Q2-HQ/s1600-h/DSC04619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310893162599993186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbQVMWzSz2I/AAAAAAAAANE/fkF964Q2-HQ/s320/DSC04619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Temos a certeza de que somos forte quando olhamos para traz e vemos o número de dificuldades que nos assombra e mesmo assim, apesar das circunstâncias encontramos força de vontade e motivação para sair do fundo do poço e dar a volta por cima!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Independentemente de qual possa vir a ser o 'espinho' - seja o desemprego, ou doença, de repente uma calúnia, enfim - seja forte o bastante e tenha uma certeza; tudo aquilo que não te mata, com certeza te deixará mais forte!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;' E disse-me: A minha graça te basta, &lt;strong&gt;porque o meu poder se aperfeiçoa na fraqueza&lt;/strong&gt;. De boa vontade, pois me gloriarei nas minhas fraquezas, para que em mim habite o poder de Cristo. '&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;È nestas horas, quando tudo parece não ter solução que vemos uma luz no fim do túnel. Essa luz nos fortalece, nos dá ânimo e nos mostra o caminho... o nome dessa poderosa luz é Jesus Cristo, aceite à Ele enquanto é tempo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEUS TE ABÊNÇÕE&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;por &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&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/5388114337549011680-6998674465556184078?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/6998674465556184078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/porque-quando-estou-fraco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6998674465556184078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6998674465556184078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/porque-quando-estou-fraco.html' title='Porque, quando estou fraco...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbQVMWzSz2I/AAAAAAAAANE/fkF964Q2-HQ/s72-c/DSC04619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-524565326645512016</id><published>2009-03-07T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:40:24.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baixa-estima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inveja'/><title type='text'>Inveja mata!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INVEJA&lt;/strong&gt;, s.f., vontade de possuir algo, de ser como outrem, e não conseguir, por isso depressão; cobiça de obter coisas. Sentir-se mal com a felicidade dos outros. ( minidicionário escolar da língua portuguesa, &lt;strong&gt;1998&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbLN15u9mqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_Yn-GO31kao/s1600-h/milena-e-flavio.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310533236537793186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbLN15u9mqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_Yn-GO31kao/s400/milena-e-flavio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Quando alguém inveja o que você têm, não significa que queira o mesmo. Ele só não aceita que você tenha.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A inveja só existe quando há compraração!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quando uma pessoa se compara a outra e se sente inferior em algum aspecto, já está com inveja. È como se a pessoa invejada obtesse vantagem à sua frente por ser privilegiada em algum aspecto que desfavorece o invejoso. A inveja é uma parte disto, assim como a competição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;É o desequilibro psicológico de um sentimento de inferioridade, fruto da comparação que se faz em relação à outra pessoa em algum aspecto específico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quanto maior for o complexo de inferioridade de uma pessoa mais combustível é liberado para aumentar a chama da inveja, naturalmente, para àquelas pessoas que são fracas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O invejoso não suporta ver o sucesso do próximo, fica furioso e começa “vomitar” todo o seu ódio, tristeza, calúnia, frutos podres da sua incapacidade de realizar as coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A verdade é que muitas pessoas não estão preparadas para administrar suas próprias frustrações e ficam furiosas quando as coisas não saem como planejaram. Em verdade, o invejoso é uma pessoa incapaz e que para se auto-afirmar precisa chamar atenção de todos que estão ao seu redor. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não sabe ele que, quanto mais se esforça para chamar atenção, mais provas evidencia de sua fraqueza: a insegurança!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310878118716542530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbQHgr9-jkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/18BZSqmpvfU/s320/1093184592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O invejoso perde muito tempo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vigiar a vida dos outros e os seus feitos é um gasto de energia que não traz resultados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pense na sua própria vida, não faça comparações com o desempenho dos outros, desafie-se. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se você se coloca como vítima e reclama, acaba não avançando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Inveja é uma enfermidade da alma que se adquire pelos olhos. A visão e os olhos são o veículo de uma emoção mesquinha que traz brutais conseqüências. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um lado positivo na inveja!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interessante mas, a inveja nasce da admiriração. O que acompanha de forma negativa essa admiração é a forma como a pessoa reage à ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Persolidades com esse perfil de baixa-estima, tornam-se impedidas de dar grandes saltos qualitativos e quantitativos em sua vida. De modo que, sentem inveja daqueles que munidos de fé, perseverança e coragem, arregaçaram as mangas e partiram para a luta da vida e seus desafios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A inveja pode matar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomemos cuidado com o invejoso, o mesmo pode até matar por inveja. O primeiro homicídio no mundo foi proviniente deste mau:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;– “Ora, Deus agradou-se de Abel e de sua oferenda. Mas não se agradou de Caim e de sua oferenda, e Caim ficou muito irritado e com o rosto abatido” (Gn 4, 4-5).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Caim matou Abel por inveja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu conselho...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A cada um de nós Deus deu um dom logo, todos nós somos capazes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Portanto, crie seus próprios horizontes e pare de se basear nas perspectivas alheias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Se um homem faz, eu também posso fazer. Pode ser que alguns obtenham mais facilidades em fazer, mas no final todos podem.. todos serão capazes de fazer!&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Não substime sua capacidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A melhor receita para vencer o invejoso é ser diferente dele, enquanto o mesmo espalha o ódio, calúnia, fofoca; vc deve espalhar a caridade, o bom exemplo e a firmeza de seu caráter. Assim como a mulher sofre dores para dar a luz, o invejoso também sofre vendo o sucesso do próximo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Não sinta-se feliz despertando a inveja, seja humilde, dê exemplo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;E tome bastante cuidado.. porque a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inveja mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;por &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-524565326645512016?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/524565326645512016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/inveja-mata.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/524565326645512016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/524565326645512016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/inveja-mata.html' title='Inveja mata!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbLN15u9mqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/_Yn-GO31kao/s72-c/milena-e-flavio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-2051076687755966418</id><published>2009-03-05T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:50:21.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trinta dicas para Escrever Bem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ouvi isto ontem na aula de Comunicação &amp;amp; Expressão, e achei legal trazer aqui no blog.&lt;br /&gt;O bom é que a gente aprende pra fazer certo, e o ruim é que a gente descobre que vivia fazendo errado! ..rs'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A minha alegria é ter a certeza que em postagens de blog... o autor escreve da 'forma como quer' - dependendo do seu perfil - o que faz de sua página na internet um reflexo da sua personalidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310189250651285010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbGU_Scq5hI/AAAAAAAAAMc/t2PvBPA6nS8/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Deve evitar ao máx. a utiliz. de abrev., etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; È desnecessário fazer-se empregar de um estilo de escrita demasiadamente rebuscado. Tal prática advém de esmero excessivo que raia o exibicionismo narcisístico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Anule aliterações altamente abusivas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; não esqueça as maísculas no início das frases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Evite lugares- comuns como o diabo foge da cruz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; O uso de parênteses (mesmo quando for relevante) é desnecessário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Estrangeirismos estão out; palavras de origem portuguesa estão in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Evite o emprego de gíria, mesmo que pareça Nice, sacou??... Então valeu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Palavras de baixo calão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; Nunca generalize: generalizar é um erro em todas as situações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; Evite repetir a mesma palavra, pois essa palavra vai ficar uma palavra repetitiva. A repetição da palavra vai fazer com que a palavra repetida desqualifique o texto onde a palavra se encontra repetida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; Não abuse das citações. Como costuma dizer um amigo meu: “ Quem cita os outros não tem idéias próprias”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt; Frases incompletas podem causar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt; Não seja redundante, não é preciso dizer a mesma coisa de formas diferentes; isto é, basta mencionar cada argumento uma só vez, ou por outras palavras, não repita a mesma idéia várias vezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt; Seja mais ou menos específico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.&lt;/strong&gt; Frases com apenas uma palavra? Jamais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt; A voz passiva deve ser evitada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.&lt;/strong&gt; Utilize a pontuação corretamente o ponto e a vírgula pois a frase poderá ficar sem sentido especialmente será que ninguém mais sabe utilizar o ponto de interrogação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt; Quem precisa de perguntas retóricas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.&lt;/strong&gt; Conforme recomenda a A.G.O.P., nunca use siglas desconhecidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.&lt;/strong&gt; Exagerar é cem milhões de vezes pior do que a moderação. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22.&lt;/strong&gt; Evite mesóclises. Repita comigo: “mesóclises: evitá-las-ei!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.&lt;/strong&gt; Analogias na escrita são tão úteis quanto chifres numa galinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.&lt;/strong&gt; Não abuse das exclamações! Nunca!!! O seu texto fica horrível!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.&lt;/strong&gt; Evite frases exageradamente longas, pois estas dificultam a compreensão da idéia nelas contidas e, por conterem mais que uma idéia central, o que nem sempre torna o seu conteúdo acessível, forçam, desta forma, o pobre leitor a separá-la nos seus diversos componentes de forma a torná-las compreensíveis, o que não deveria ser, afinal de contas, parte do processo de leitura, hábito que devemos estimular através do uso de frases mais curtas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26.&lt;/strong&gt; Cuidado com a hortografia, para não estrupar a língua portuguêza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27.&lt;/strong&gt; Seja incisivo e coerente, ou não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28.&lt;/strong&gt; Não fique escrevendo (nem falando) no gerúndio. Você vão estar deixando seu texto pobre e estar causando ambigüidade, com certeza você vai estar deixando o conteúdo esquisito, vai estar ficando com a sensação de que as coisas ainda estão acontecendo. E como você vai estar lendo este texto, tenho certeza que você vai estar prestando atenção e vai estar repassando aos seus amigos, que vão estar entendendo e vão estar pensando em não estar falando desta maneira irritante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29.&lt;/strong&gt; Outra barbaridade que tu deves evitar oxe, né... usar muitas expressões que acabem por denunciar a região onde tu mora! Com certeza.. entendeu bichinho?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30.&lt;/strong&gt; Não permita que seu texto acabe por rimar, porque senão ninguém irá agüentar já que é insuportável o mesmo final escutar, o tempo todo sem parar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aprendeu?! rs'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não! Vou ser sincera.. estou pensando seriamente em deletar meu blog... shuashuashua... huahuahua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;por &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&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/5388114337549011680-2051076687755966418?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/2051076687755966418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/trinta-dicas-para-escrever-bem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2051076687755966418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/2051076687755966418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/trinta-dicas-para-escrever-bem.html' title='Trinta dicas para Escrever Bem!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SbGU_Scq5hI/AAAAAAAAAMc/t2PvBPA6nS8/s72-c/DSC00505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-5811671587039819235</id><published>2009-03-03T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:00:33.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exemplo de vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='equilibrio emocional'/><title type='text'>Nas minhas dificuldades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sa3yJN3rw3I/AAAAAAAAAMM/HzRosS10bZc/s1600-h/66666666666666.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309165775895642994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sa3yJN3rw3I/AAAAAAAAAMM/HzRosS10bZc/s320/66666666666666.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quem não passa por dificuldades??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Assim como no dito popular: - &lt;em&gt;'Quando não é uma coisa.. é outra'&lt;/em&gt;.. rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Uns tem dinheiro, mas muitas vezes não tem a saúde.. que dinheiro algum pode pagar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Outros tem saúde, mas não tem dinheiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Uns são gordos, quando na verdade gostariam de ser magros...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Outros são baixinhos, quando queriam ser altos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Mas existem aqueles que são altões, e preferiam ser mais baixinhos... rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Há ainda aqueles que são muitos inteligentes... mas gostariam de ser espertos, porque em muitas situações a sua inteligência de nada vale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Ahh.. mas tem os espertos que gostariam de ser inteligentes, pois se sentem diminuidos diante dos inteligentes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Partindo para uma realidade precária... há aquele que chora porque não tem o que comer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Mas há também aquele que esperneia porque ainda não trocou o seu carro novíssimo, pelo último modelo do ano... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Uns tem dificuldade de se relacionar, são retraídos, esquivos... com issso, são pessoas solitárias e por isso sofrem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&gt; Já outros, são altamente extrovertidos, comunicativos, pró-ativos... sofrendo assim as conseqüências da inveja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora diz pra mim... quem é que não passa por dificuldades?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olha...:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem é que gosta de ter um chefe chato, autoritário, prepotente e cheio de grosseirias??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Ninguém!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;E qual é a melhor solução, para lidar com uma pessoa assim?? Quiçá.. matá-lo?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Não!! Claro que não!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- A solução é agir de forma inversa à dele. Estupidez não responde à educação, humildade e segurança!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Sabe... aprendi isto à uns tempos atraz quando tive a oportunidade de trabalhar em uma loja no shopping ( onde havia um deptº de ajuste, caso fosse necessário).. e o que ocorria? Ocorria que.. muitas vezes acontecia algum imprevisto, por hora era um pequeno atraso na entrega do ajuste, ou por outra vez a roupa não ficava milimetricamente no tamanho que o cliente solicitara, ou quem sabe, o cliente havia acordado naquele privilegiado dia 'do mau humor' e por isso saia reclamando de tudo. Então, ele chegava na loja tipo.. 'colocando fogo pelas ventas' meeesmo, altamente embravecido, e se alguém desse um 'ai' era motivo pra ele dizer: - Ahh, eu vou procurar os meus direitos!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No princípio, na minha inexperiência eu ficava nervosa e deixava transparecer, a minha insegurança era transmitida de forma tal que dava à ele mais segurança para reclamar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Com um certo tempo, fui vendo que podia manter o controle da situação e resolver situações de maneira que o cliente se envergonhava em se colocar diante de uma postura autoritária, ele enxergava a situação, todo o seu contexto e via que não havia espaço e nem razão para gritos e grosseirias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sem saber, (mas jah sabendo, pois, via os resultados) fui desenvolvendo dentro de mim o meu equilíbrio emocional...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma pessoa equilibrada emocionalmente tem poder para pensar de forma inteligente, à ponto de criar estratégias à seu favor! O poder está nas palavras... com a sua boca você pode persuadir, vender, convencer, negociar, irritar, cativar.. enfim, as palavras tem grande poder, use- ás à seu benefício!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Supere obstáculos, supere dificuldades... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;abra a bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ca&lt;/span&gt; senhorita!!! rs'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As barreiras não surgem para você desistir, mas para você persistir... superá-las!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bem, com isso chego a rotineira solução: - Não sei você, massss, quanto à mim... nas experiências que tive e pelos momentos em que sobrevivi.. rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Nas minhas dificuldades, eu me supero!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;por &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&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="font-family:arial;"&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/5388114337549011680-5811671587039819235?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/5811671587039819235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/nas-minhas-dificuldades.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5811671587039819235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/5811671587039819235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/03/nas-minhas-dificuldades.html' title='Nas minhas dificuldades...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sa3yJN3rw3I/AAAAAAAAAMM/HzRosS10bZc/s72-c/66666666666666.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-8499616703262636223</id><published>2009-02-25T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:30:10.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeca pagodinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papel principal'/><title type='text'>Papel principal...</title><content type='html'>Se eu fizesse o papel principal, nos teus sonhos...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308963277549306738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sa05-Qvrg3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/O6f2isfpIuQ/s200/0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! O final ia mudar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonharias sem parar,&lt;br /&gt;Não teria pesadelos,&lt;br /&gt;Expulsava teus delírios,&lt;br /&gt;Desmanchava-me em zelos,&lt;br /&gt;Pra cuidar dos teus suspiros,&lt;br /&gt;E comigo sonharias, só comigo amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teus olhos me passam relatos de fácil leitura...&lt;br /&gt;Me revelam teus hiatos...&lt;br /&gt;De afeição nas aventuras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me contam que a velha saudade ainda te guia...&lt;br /&gt;Não te traz felicidade..&lt;br /&gt;Um amor a cada dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fizesse o &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YwVxMtMRAdM"&gt;papel principal &lt;/a&gt;nos teus sonhos... só comigo sonharias, só comigo amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Como não sou o papel principal, me deparo com a seguinte conclusão:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Chega um dia em que as pessoas mudam, os sentimentos acabam e o coração faz novas escolhas!'&lt;br /&gt;... buhh, um paradoxo real..  :(..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra de Zeca Pagodinho.. com o final 'distorcido' pelas minhas palvras. rs'&lt;br /&gt;por Dayse Vila Nova!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-8499616703262636223?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YwVxMtMRAdM' title='Papel principal...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/8499616703262636223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/papel-principal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8499616703262636223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/8499616703262636223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/papel-principal.html' title='Papel principal...'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/Sa05-Qvrg3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/O6f2isfpIuQ/s72-c/0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-4227479933500442885</id><published>2009-02-24T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:59:58.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corrupção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futilidade'/><title type='text'>M.o.D.a. = Sinônimo de futilidade??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaRXs4BLkGI/AAAAAAAAALw/nx7Nv4N5uKI/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306462689412485218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaRXs4BLkGI/AAAAAAAAALw/nx7Nv4N5uKI/s200/imagem.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Achei importante abordar este questionamento, pois, muitas pessoas esquecem dos profissionaios que se encontram empenhados por traz do produto final, e sem saber de naaada saem dando alfinetadas por aí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gente 'abitolada' associam a moda apenas à futilidades e glamour, não despertando deste modo para todo o processo que fuciona por traz deste sistema!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um design, produtor, estilista enfim, trabalha tanto quanto qualquer outro profissional. Ele é responsável pela estética, conforto, design, modelagem, caimento, entre outros tantos das peças e indumentárias que nos compõe. E o que há de fútil nisto?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bem, para esta ligação da moda com o fútil há uma explicação. Isso ocorre devido a facilidade com que pessoas - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;possuidoras de um maior poder aquisitivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - tendem a exibir, por status peças caríssimas da moda. Indicando que o seu consumo não é por necessidade e sim, por status. Pela existência exarcebada de clientes com este perfil, há portanto um mercado produtor nesta área. Este trabalho aflora em formato de pirâmide de cima para baixo, de forma que, os ricos primeiramente se favorecem, depois as classes inferiores onde o produto vai se popularizando à medida que vai caindo no esquecimento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, tah... mas digamos que você não seja um riiico mas tem sempre uma graninha sobrando e isto, conseqüentemente te leva aos corredores do shoppings para fazer aquelas comprinhas e&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;engordar ainda mais o seu guarda- roupa...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que mau há nisto?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Não há mau nenhum, você trabalha, é merecedor do seu salário e com ele faz o que quer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahhh.. mas tem tanta gente passando fome, dormindo na rua, sofrendo calamidades....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* E o que é que você tem haver com isto? Quem tem ( o governo e entidades competentes ) não está nem aí, e pior, ainda rouba de quem não tem! Se você der o pouco que tem vai ficar sem!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas que prepotência.. pensar assim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* Prepotência não! Isso tem outro nome e chama-se REALIDADE. Não adianta se enganar, contra a fome, violência, baixa escolaridade entre tantos males, o que resolve é investimento por parte dos órgãos competentes. Não sou eu, nem você que irá resolver os milhões dos milhares de problemas que os brasileiros enfrentam. Tá achando ruim, argumente contra a corrupção, tenho certeza que será um grande passo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você quer ver mais futilidade do que tirar das mãos de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MILHARES de pobres&lt;/span&gt; para esbanjar &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mãos de UM&lt;/span&gt; em um &lt;strong&gt;'castelo de 20 milhões'&lt;/strong&gt;??!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tenho convicção que não!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;por &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5388114337549011680-4227479933500442885?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/4227479933500442885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/moda-sinonimo-de-futlidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4227479933500442885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/4227479933500442885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/moda-sinonimo-de-futlidade.html' title='M.o.D.a. = Sinônimo de futilidade??!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaRXs4BLkGI/AAAAAAAAALw/nx7Nv4N5uKI/s72-c/imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-682894752993576450</id><published>2009-02-23T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:36:59.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='educação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baixa escolaridade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='política'/><title type='text'>Baixa Escolaridade: Fator Positivo em eleições??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaQCHv3rhBI/AAAAAAAAALo/XKRmifOpRm8/s1600-h/ATYAAABT0vPOOAxQGzaMSPEt4mBNjoZpkb13WE-Vu0jxIGdo-r_XcK9-ngRzlKPxRSBdrq-i1CXHRtpKx5py6mS55XcIAJtU9VChA0VuffMuRSJAtNmlCGiBEGqcJQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306368593081631762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaQCHv3rhBI/AAAAAAAAALo/XKRmifOpRm8/s200/ATYAAABT0vPOOAxQGzaMSPEt4mBNjoZpkb13WE-Vu0jxIGdo-r_XcK9-ngRzlKPxRSBdrq-i1CXHRtpKx5py6mS55XcIAJtU9VChA0VuffMuRSJAtNmlCGiBEGqcJQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Por esses dias... tive a habilidosa oportunidade em ajudar um amigo a fazer um trabalho da faculdade, cujo o tema era bem simples: - Baixa Escolaridade no Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;Natural... afinal, isso é tão comum em nosso país!&lt;br /&gt;Mas nesta pesquisa algo me impactou...&lt;br /&gt;Entre alguns dos tópicos que organizamos, havia um que dizia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omissão das partes competentes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( o governo ), &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visando o favorecimento da ignorância na visão política do país.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esta frase desperta a nossa realidade política!&lt;br /&gt;De forma que, não há interesse algum por partes dos políticos responsavéis pela educação em dar 'concepção crítica aos seus eleitores'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lógica é a seguinte: Quanto mais leigo o cidadão for, mais tolerante ela será com a corrupção. È proporcional, à medida que a escolaridade aumenta, o poder de argumentação irá melhorar e quem antes concordava com tudo, desde então passará a criteriosamente analisar e exigir mais.&lt;br /&gt;O que me faz concluir que, o Brasil necessita investir rigorosamente neste aspecto 'EDUCAÇÃO' para assim, ampliar seus valores e mudar positivamente a sua pirâmide social. Desse modo, a educação será verdadeiramente uma barreira contra a corrupção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-682894752993576450?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/682894752993576450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/por-esses-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/682894752993576450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/682894752993576450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/por-esses-dias.html' title='Baixa Escolaridade: Fator Positivo em eleições??!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaQCHv3rhBI/AAAAAAAAALo/XKRmifOpRm8/s72-c/ATYAAABT0vPOOAxQGzaMSPEt4mBNjoZpkb13WE-Vu0jxIGdo-r_XcK9-ngRzlKPxRSBdrq-i1CXHRtpKx5py6mS55XcIAJtU9VChA0VuffMuRSJAtNmlCGiBEGqcJQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-6313818148669745143</id><published>2009-02-21T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:20:10.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberdade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivação'/><title type='text'>Quando foi a última vez que você fez algo pela primeira vez?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaCHQYzT1_I/AAAAAAAAALI/TP1Y-2EH6Vw/s1600-h/kolegas2+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305389076647761906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaCHQYzT1_I/AAAAAAAAALI/TP1Y-2EH6Vw/s200/kolegas2+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ousar.. quando foi a última vez que você fez isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ousar sonhar, ousar viver, inovar, lutar, resistir??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando foi a última vez que você fez algo pela primeira vez?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Porque não ousamos ter a liberdade e inocência de uma criança? Mesmo sem nos depararmos, a nossa mente está 'enquadrada' nos padrões morais da sociedade... e neste sistema tudo é feio, nada pode, tudo é errado, só tem cultura quem é educadinho... blá blá blá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Das possíveis hipóteses a pior de todas é sem dúvida.. chegar à velhice e só neste tempo perceber que você passou toda a sua vida sendo escravizado pela visão falso moralista daqueles que nunca ousaram e por isso, deixaram de viver o melhor da vida. Siga os seus instintos.. eles estão vivos dentro de você. Tenha dentro de si uma certeza:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Mudar eh bom, ousar mudar eh necessário! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;por &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-6313818148669745143?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/6313818148669745143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/quando-foi-ultima-vez-que-voce-fez-algo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6313818148669745143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6313818148669745143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/02/quando-foi-ultima-vez-que-voce-fez-algo.html' title='Quando foi a última vez que você fez algo pela primeira vez?!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_47Rcc2TuPRI/SaCHQYzT1_I/AAAAAAAAALI/TP1Y-2EH6Vw/s72-c/kolegas2+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-3735481527019813327</id><published>2009-01-10T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:42:44.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opções'/><title type='text'>Visitem a Margarida!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pois é, sob minha autoria... aí está! Um blog todo clean, todo fresco, todo gay, todo fashion.. todo- todo!! rss'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quem quiser saber mais sobre moda, fofoca, atualidades e ainda assim, conhecer dos nossos produtos (by Srta. Margarida ) então, eh soh visitar, comentar... se 'aprouchegar', se familiarizar.......... entre, fique à vontade.. a casa é sua.. o blog eh seu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sem mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dayse Vila Nova&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-3735481527019813327?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://srtamargarida.blogspot.com' title='Visitem a Margarida!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/3735481527019813327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/01/visitem-margarida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3735481527019813327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/3735481527019813327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2009/01/visitem-margarida.html' title='Visitem a Margarida!!'/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtOxgsZSYe0/TqiYZOemsXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/w4Zqqpu9dN4/s220/DSC08269.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5388114337549011680.post-1447669042834084225</id><published>2007-07-10T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:07:51.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pense nisso...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"De tropeços , vitórias e quedas se constrói a experiência"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5388114337549011680-1447669042834084225?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/1447669042834084225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2007/07/de-tropeos-vitrias-e-quedas-se-constri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/1447669042834084225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/1447669042834084225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2007/07/de-tropeos-vitrias-e-quedas-se-constri.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayse Vila Nova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13518959449976299832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' 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Saiba agir.. adote a postura de um bom profissional!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dicas de como ter um perfil de um profissional de sucesso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Primeiro não se deixe abater pelo desespero, as empresas não querem saber que você precisa delas, querem saber o que pode fazer por elas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Saiba que empresas que só empregam pessoas que estão precisando de trabalho, aqueles coitadinhos, não querem pagar o que valem. Empresas que querem profissionais competentes e que pagam o que estes merecem, buscam no mercado aqueles que podem ajudá-las a crescer; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Jack Welch, ex CEO da GE e considerado o maior executivo do século passado, diz que 10 % dos profissionais nas organizações estão prontos para serem mandados embora. Então, se você foi dispensado porque a empresa precisava diminuir o número de colaboradores em algum momento de crise, provavelmente fazia parte destes 10%. As estrelas, aquelas que ajudam a empresa a ir para frente ficam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;*Mesmo em momentos de crise. Analise onde errou. Veja como estava agindo nos últimos tempos em seu trabalho. Aprenda com seu erro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;*Organizações precisam dar lucro e, portanto não podem ficar olhando o que você fez no passado, precisam ver quais são seus resultados no momento; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;*Monte uma estratégia para passar pelo processo de seleção. Alguns levam meses e o que mais tira pessoas de vagas onde com certeza poderiam ter sucesso é o lado psicológico e não o conhecimento. Você precisa falar a verdade, mas pode mudar a sua forma de ver esta verdade e assim conseguir reverter a situação. Evite ser um derrotado. Procure mostrar que aprendeu com o erro e cresceu como profissional. Seja um otimista e não um pessimista. Mostre o que pode fazer de bom pela empresa; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;*Converse com ex-colegas e ex-chefes, descubra onde errou e mude para melhor. Dizem que pau que nasce torto morre torto. Já que você não é pau pode mudar. Só não erra quem não faz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;*Coloque o poder de seu subconsciente para trabalhar para você. Imagine como deve ser seu emprego ideal. Peça tudo que achar importante. Acredite, você merece! Só não peça pensando somente em você, porque negócios bons para um lado só, acabam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;*Não fique lamentando o que passou, senão não vai enxergar as novas oportunidades que irão aparecer; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;*Peça ajuda. Procure as pessoas que você acha que pode te ajudar e ofereça trabalho. Mas tome cuidado porque ninguém irá te indicar se não confia em você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;E tenha sucesso! ... eh isso aí, bola pra frente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Matéria extraída da revista Você S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&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/5388114337549011680-6936482308740546651?l=daysevnova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/feeds/6936482308740546651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2007/07/deixo-as-seguintes-dicas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6936482308740546651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5388114337549011680/posts/default/6936482308740546651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysevnova.blogspot.com/2007/07/deixo-as-seguintes-dicas.html' title='Foi demitido?! 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