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um pensamento</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1680788485963327415</id><published>2012-01-25T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T05:46:58.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilling parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbZyVyieOgU/TyAHFTMAwUI/AAAAAAAABMw/_On1HQtchlk/s1600/407578_2782694639168_1012277271_32781026_1574550194_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbZyVyieOgU/TyAHFTMAwUI/AAAAAAAABMw/_On1HQtchlk/s320/407578_2782694639168_1012277271_32781026_1574550194_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Temos a arte para não morrer da verdade."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1680788485963327415?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1680788485963327415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2012/01/quilling-parte-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1680788485963327415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1680788485963327415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2012/01/quilling-parte-2.html' title='Quilling parte 2'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbZyVyieOgU/TyAHFTMAwUI/AAAAAAAABMw/_On1HQtchlk/s72-c/407578_2782694639168_1012277271_32781026_1574550194_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3230697381884161772</id><published>2012-01-22T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T19:00:31.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilling</title><content type='html'>Oi pessoas! Depois de um longo e tenebroso inverno, estou aqui! Peço desculpas mais minha vida estava uma correria só e acabei&amp;nbsp;dando um tempo com as minhas artes, vou tentar postar aqui com mais freqüência!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vou falar sobre QUILLING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ppk2IsdOWac/TxzMPPHXg3I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_4cfN1mv5YU/s1600/100_1922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ppk2IsdOWac/TxzMPPHXg3I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_4cfN1mv5YU/s320/100_1922.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Quilling é um trabalho manual realizado com tiras de papel enroladas e modeladas. Sua origem é incerta, sabe-se que a técnica já era realizada na Europa (Itália, França e Inglaterra) durante a Idade Média aplicada a outros materiais, como metais, em grades e cachepôs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfa_ImNQlW4/TxzM37pMj1I/AAAAAAAABMg/ip2nrKjuN_s/s1600/100_1925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfa_ImNQlW4/TxzM37pMj1I/AAAAAAAABMg/ip2nrKjuN_s/s320/100_1925.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No Brasil ela tem sido difundida no últimos anos e realizada por muitos artesãos que conferem aos seus trabalhos um toque particular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Czo_t2jdcdQ/TxzMjrXHnFI/AAAAAAAABMY/BFoSoifDuy8/s1600/100_1924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Czo_t2jdcdQ/TxzMjrXHnFI/AAAAAAAABMY/BFoSoifDuy8/s320/100_1924.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-3230697381884161772?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3230697381884161772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2012/01/quilling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3230697381884161772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3230697381884161772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2012/01/quilling.html' title='Quilling'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ppk2IsdOWac/TxzMPPHXg3I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_4cfN1mv5YU/s72-c/100_1922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-789409738342546101</id><published>2011-10-24T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:24:07.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paper Cutting'/><title type='text'>Paper Cut ou Paper Cutting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acho está técnica linda e aparentemente super delicada e difícil de fazer, vou postar aqui algumas fotos e um pouco do que achei pela net:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mUYxl2XJn0/TqWPhYdgPXI/AAAAAAAABLo/qi9MC2X43VU/s1600/hina-aoyamas-paper-cutting-art-design-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mUYxl2XJn0/TqWPhYdgPXI/AAAAAAAABLo/qi9MC2X43VU/s320/hina-aoyamas-paper-cutting-art-design-2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Existem dois métodos de feitura: uma com tesoura , e outra&amp;nbsp;com facas.&amp;nbsp; No método de tesoura, vários pedaços de papel - até oito - são mantidos juntos. O motivo é então cortado com afiadas, tesouras pontiagudas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recortes de faca são formados por colocar várias camadas de papel sobre uma base relativamente macia constituído por uma mistura de sebo e cinzas. Seguindo um padrão, o artista corta o motivo para&amp;nbsp;do papel com uma faca afiada que normalmente é mantida na posição vertical.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGxYeTXy0UQ/TqWPmHR1reI/AAAAAAAABLw/igWjRzJOk3Y/s1600/2004-5-30-papercut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211px" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGxYeTXy0UQ/TqWPmHR1reI/AAAAAAAABLw/igWjRzJOk3Y/s320/2004-5-30-papercut.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De 7 a 13 º século, corte de papel tornou-se popular, especialmente durante festivais do&amp;nbsp;feriado chinês. A arte se espalhou para o resto do mundo no século 14. Ao longo da Dinastia Qing habilidades papercutting foram muito desenvolvidas, incluindo a elaboração e o uso de papéis fumados.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BlAh_9E5As/TqWPsY-lYsI/AAAAAAAABMA/phn6ilxLJrs/s1600/8000174L-8000174200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0BlAh_9E5As/TqWPsY-lYsI/AAAAAAAABMA/phn6ilxLJrs/s320/8000174L-8000174200.jpg" width="318px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No campo rural na China continental, papercutting é uma atividade tradicionalmente feminina. No passado, cada menina era esperado que&amp;nbsp;dominasse a arte,&amp;nbsp;e noivas muitas vezes eram julgadas por sua habilidade. Artistas de Papercutting&amp;nbsp;profissionais são, por outro lado, geralmente do sexo masculino. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje os papercuttings são principalmente decorativos. Eles ornam paredes, janelas, portas, colunas, espelhos, lâmpadas e lanternas. Entradas das casas&amp;nbsp;são decoradas com recortes de papel&amp;nbsp;que dizem&amp;nbsp;trazer boa sorte.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IgymZxaZFDQ/TqWPqBIKGfI/AAAAAAAABL4/Tt8XWXCMlGM/s1600/hina-aoyamas-paper-cutting-art-design-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IgymZxaZFDQ/TqWPqBIKGfI/AAAAAAAABL4/Tt8XWXCMlGM/s320/hina-aoyamas-paper-cutting-art-design-1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na cultura chinesa pode refletir muitos aspectos da vida tais como a prosperidade, colheita, saúde ou. Alguns cortes representam histórias sobre a felicidade adquirida com a realização de objetivos comuns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um vídeo legal pra vocês verem um pouco da técnica:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/4En8FysUoFk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4En8FysUoFk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4En8FysUoFk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fontes: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_paper_cutting"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_paper_cutting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designtopnews.com/art-design/hina-aoyamas-paper-cutting-art-design/"&gt;http://www.designtopnews.com/art-design/hina-aoyamas-paper-cutting-art-design/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pureinsight.org/node/2274"&gt;http://www.pureinsight.org/node/2274&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/444470990491537570-789409738342546101?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/789409738342546101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/10/paper-cut-ou-paper-cutting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/789409738342546101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/789409738342546101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/10/paper-cut-ou-paper-cutting.html' title='Paper Cut ou Paper Cutting'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mUYxl2XJn0/TqWPhYdgPXI/AAAAAAAABLo/qi9MC2X43VU/s72-c/hina-aoyamas-paper-cutting-art-design-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4115832567955490004</id><published>2011-10-09T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:23:18.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Hoje é dia de Feira - Morango</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUWIM-HUCfc/TpIB7Jgd8AI/AAAAAAAABLk/HNfG2U1-Yd4/s1600/100_1119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUWIM-HUCfc/TpIB7Jgd8AI/AAAAAAAABLk/HNfG2U1-Yd4/s320/100_1119.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Para conhecermos os amigos é necessário passar pelo sucesso e pela desgraça. No sucesso, verificamos a quantidade e, na desgraça, a qualidade." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Confúcio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4115832567955490004?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4115832567955490004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/10/hoje-e-dia-de-feira-morango.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4115832567955490004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4115832567955490004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/10/hoje-e-dia-de-feira-morango.html' title='Hoje é dia de Feira - Morango'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUWIM-HUCfc/TpIB7Jgd8AI/AAAAAAAABLk/HNfG2U1-Yd4/s72-c/100_1119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-5070666498970262418</id><published>2011-09-23T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:39:44.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mandala Airumã'/><title type='text'>Mandala Airumã - Falk Brito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9pujc0o0P4/Tn0_eOegSII/AAAAAAAABLg/5oDS9uxzchY/s1600/100_1123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9pujc0o0P4/Tn0_eOegSII/AAAAAAAABLg/5oDS9uxzchY/s320/100_1123.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d;"&gt;O amor é como a criança: deseja tudo o que vê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/444470990491537570-5070666498970262418?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/5070666498970262418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/mandala-airuma-falk-brito.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5070666498970262418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5070666498970262418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/mandala-airuma-falk-brito.html' title='Mandala Airumã - Falk Brito'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9pujc0o0P4/Tn0_eOegSII/AAAAAAAABLg/5oDS9uxzchY/s72-c/100_1123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7848284650015810883</id><published>2011-09-18T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T08:25:29.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiked Icosahedron'/><title type='text'>Hoje é dia de Feira - Uva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Oi gente tudo bem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Mais um Kusudama para o Hoje é dia de feira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Hoje com uvas como tema! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqdCi4AvjRY/TnYMcDk6e7I/AAAAAAAABLY/ewx8cmj-XGg/s1600/100_1108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqdCi4AvjRY/TnYMcDk6e7I/AAAAAAAABLY/ewx8cmj-XGg/s320/100_1108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Este é o spiked Icosaedron, um kusudama que adoro fazer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ffWMDvbBlc/TnYM41cx2GI/AAAAAAAABLc/2GNLA8myq2Y/s1600/100_1112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ffWMDvbBlc/TnYM41cx2GI/AAAAAAAABLc/2GNLA8myq2Y/s320/100_1112.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O que acharam do dia de feira hoje?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7848284650015810883?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7848284650015810883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/hoje-e-dia-de-feira-uva.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7848284650015810883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7848284650015810883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/hoje-e-dia-de-feira-uva.html' title='Hoje é dia de Feira - Uva'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqdCi4AvjRY/TnYMcDk6e7I/AAAAAAAABLY/ewx8cmj-XGg/s72-c/100_1108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2706745428373920238</id><published>2011-09-13T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T10:26:00.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosas'/><title type='text'>Rosas...</title><content type='html'>OI Povo tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passei aqui super rápido só pra postar um origami que meu chefe recebeu aqui na agência, essas rosas eram para divulgar a edição de aniversário de 50 anos da Revista Cláudia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tm5pjI2jnow/Tm-RGvdwkSI/AAAAAAAABLU/n_25tiW_kfo/s1600/5ecebb42cf7f4a18bbc13361a00a4991_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651895602379788578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tm5pjI2jnow/Tm-RGvdwkSI/AAAAAAAABLU/n_25tiW_kfo/s320/5ecebb42cf7f4a18bbc13361a00a4991_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; É claro que eu vou tentar aprender a fazer, já dei uma olhada de leve e me pareceu simples, eu posto aqui pra vocês como ficou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2706745428373920238?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2706745428373920238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/rosas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2706745428373920238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2706745428373920238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/rosas.html' title='Rosas...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tm5pjI2jnow/Tm-RGvdwkSI/AAAAAAAABLU/n_25tiW_kfo/s72-c/5ecebb42cf7f4a18bbc13361a00a4991_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-6613400602024064840</id><published>2011-09-10T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T06:23:44.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonobe'/><title type='text'>Hoje é dia de Feira - Melancia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OI gente tudo bem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quanto tempo não passo por aqui né? Sei que estou relapsa com meu blog, é que estou na maior correria, sem muito tempo para minhas dobras, essa vida de Publicitária que Deus me deu e que eu escolhi, é sempre insana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mais to aqui pra postar nos próximos dias os kusudamas que fiz com uns papéis lindinhos que comprei na Liberdade, todos com estampa de frutas, super meigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SU-TCMRvLCQ/TmtjLloc2xI/AAAAAAAABLI/mXi12WnI8m4/s1600/100_1083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SU-TCMRvLCQ/TmtjLloc2xI/AAAAAAAABLI/mXi12WnI8m4/s320/100_1083.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nessa foto dá pra pra ver melhor o papel cheio de melancias!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6sI_fulHOc/TmtjaujoQlI/AAAAAAAABLM/hOCT42GbTis/s1600/100_1084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6sI_fulHOc/TmtjaujoQlI/AAAAAAAABLM/hOCT42GbTis/s320/100_1084.JPG" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bom quero aproveitar o post pra falar outra coisa, fui no jogo do meu timão contra o Flamengo, como sempre emocionante, cada dia agradeço mais a Deus o presente de ter nascido Corintiana! uhauhauhauh É sempre uma alegria, perdendo ou ganhando!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Líder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bom vou tentar atualizar aqui com mais frequência, desculpem-me a ausência!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah pra quem tem twitter, me segue ai: @Isabellakida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-6613400602024064840?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/6613400602024064840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/hoje-e-dia-de-feira-melancia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6613400602024064840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6613400602024064840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/09/hoje-e-dia-de-feira-melancia.html' title='Hoje é dia de Feira - Melancia'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SU-TCMRvLCQ/TmtjLloc2xI/AAAAAAAABLI/mXi12WnI8m4/s72-c/100_1083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2702021328476284472</id><published>2011-08-14T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:16:53.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selos'/><title type='text'>Selos</title><content type='html'>OI gente, tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim aqui pra postar uns selinhos que ganhei do Marcelo do Blog &lt;a href="http://marcelo-origamiperfeito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Origami Perfeito&lt;/a&gt;, e são eles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YApeMvGv44A/Tkhq9_cF37I/AAAAAAAABLE/CpFhA2MKbpk/s1600/2co5urr-%2Brosa%2Bchock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640876146515369906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YApeMvGv44A/Tkhq9_cF37I/AAAAAAAABLE/CpFhA2MKbpk/s320/2co5urr-%2Brosa%2Bchock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpGY8xnfjpI/Tkhq92e0HkI/AAAAAAAABK8/D9EUrojaBIc/s1600/selindonotamil%2BRosa%2Bchoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640876144110870082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpGY8xnfjpI/Tkhq92e0HkI/AAAAAAAABK8/D9EUrojaBIc/s320/selindonotamil%2BRosa%2Bchoc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Estes dois selinhos eu devo dizer 10 coisas sobre mim e indicar mais 10 pessoas para fazer o mesmo, então vamos lá:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- Sou viciada em esmaltes, papéis, maquiagem e sapatos, mesmo que muitas vezes não os use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 -Sou corintiana Roxa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- Adoro séries entre elas: Vampires Diaries, Lost, Dexter e por ai vai ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 - Sou publicitária, mais especificamente mídia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 - Tenho medo de filme de terror, mais assisto mesmo assim .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 - Sempre durmo tarde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7- Adoro artesanato de todos os tipos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 - Amo instrumentos musicais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9- Leio muito, sou apaixonada por livros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10- Adoro escrever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quem eu indico pra responder:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- &lt;a href="http://aline-origamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline Origamis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- &lt;a href="http://cristianeorigamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cristiane Origamis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- &lt;a href="http://angel-origamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel Origamis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4- &lt;a href="http://coreseformas.wordpress.com/"&gt;Cores e Formas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5- &lt;a href="http://origamibyolivia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Origami By Olivia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6- &lt;a href="http://umacartinha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Começou com uma cartinha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7- &lt;a href="http://alemdosorigamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Além dos Origamis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8- &lt;a href="http://amopapel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amo Papel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9- &lt;a href="http://papeleexpressao.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papel e Expressão&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10- &lt;a href="http://amordobrado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amor em Dobras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oBCMAtkgQEw/Tkhq9o7Cf2I/AAAAAAAABK0/kQzwegYYP4E/s1600/Primeiro%2BMeme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640876140471156578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oBCMAtkgQEw/Tkhq9o7Cf2I/AAAAAAAABK0/kQzwegYYP4E/s320/Primeiro%2BMeme.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1- Símbolo Perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- Estratégias de Vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- O Caçador de Pipas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-Indicados: são os mesmos acima!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5- Quem me deu este selinho foi: Marcelo Viana- &lt;a href="http://marcelo-origamiperfeito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Origami Perfeito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah e não podia deixar de desejar a todos os papais um Feliz dia dos Pais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beijos&lt;/div&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/444470990491537570-2702021328476284472?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2702021328476284472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/08/selos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2702021328476284472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2702021328476284472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/08/selos.html' title='Selos'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YApeMvGv44A/Tkhq9_cF37I/AAAAAAAABLE/CpFhA2MKbpk/s72-c/2co5urr-%2Brosa%2Bchock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3230670469588763189</id><published>2011-08-06T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T15:42:08.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blutenball'/><title type='text'>Blutenball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cen0Y0orkF4/Tj3CdnN617I/AAAAAAAABKY/GxMlMuYVZrU/s1600/100_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637876122537088946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cen0Y0orkF4/Tj3CdnN617I/AAAAAAAABKY/GxMlMuYVZrU/s320/100_1068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O olho vê somente o que a mente está preparada para compreender"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Henri Bergson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-3230670469588763189?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3230670469588763189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/08/blutenball.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3230670469588763189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3230670469588763189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/08/blutenball.html' title='Blutenball'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cen0Y0orkF4/Tj3CdnN617I/AAAAAAAABKY/GxMlMuYVZrU/s72-c/100_1068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-6505754080479512211</id><published>2011-07-26T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T10:56:37.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corset e Corselet de Origami'/><title type='text'>Corset ou Corselet de Origami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX2ZROjsevc/Ti7_qYeX5oI/AAAAAAAABKQ/4pC36YXHajg/s1600/b0296eca63bf4ead92811bbf6b3d9854_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633721287476504194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX2ZROjsevc/Ti7_qYeX5oI/AAAAAAAABKQ/4pC36YXHajg/s320/b0296eca63bf4ead92811bbf6b3d9854_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-6505754080479512211?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/6505754080479512211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/corset-e-corselet-de-origami.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6505754080479512211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6505754080479512211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/corset-e-corselet-de-origami.html' title='Corset ou Corselet de Origami'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX2ZROjsevc/Ti7_qYeX5oI/AAAAAAAABKQ/4pC36YXHajg/s72-c/b0296eca63bf4ead92811bbf6b3d9854_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-265213411998300640</id><published>2011-07-24T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T07:16:10.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra'/><title type='text'>Electra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Felicidade.&lt;/strong&gt;&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tristeza não tem fim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felicidade sim&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A felicidade é como pluma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o vento vai lenvando pelo ar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voa tão leve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas tem a vida breve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precisa que haja vento sem parar&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632919994370527714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--S6XCxggmg4/Tiwm4_CmkeI/AAAAAAAABKI/Hol-VJdvKYA/s320/100_1003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A felicidade do pobre parece&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A grande ilusão do carnaval&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a gente trabalha o ano inteiro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por um momento de sonho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra fazer a fantasia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do rei ou de pirata ou jardineira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra tudo se acabar na quarta-feira&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tristeza não tem fim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felicidade sim&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A felicidade é como a gota&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De orvalho numa pétala de flor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brilha tranquila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois de leve oscila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E cai como uma lágrima de amor&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632919989242026242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-GDGjIWF6Y/Tiwm4r732QI/AAAAAAAABKA/9aXSpdkedvM/s320/100_1002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A felicidade é uma coisa boa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tão delicada também&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem flores e amores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De todas as cores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem ninhos de passarinhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo de bom ela tem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é por ela ser assim tão delicada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu trato dela sempre muito bem&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tristeza não tem fim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felicidade sim&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632919985625279586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bHq6oooWqy4/Tiwm4edkrGI/AAAAAAAABJ4/jHxnpEVckY4/s320/100_1000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A minha felicidade está sonhando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nos olhos da minha namorada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É como esta noite, passando, passando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em busca da madrugada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falem baixo, por favor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que ela acorde alegre como o dia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oferecendo beijos de amor.&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-265213411998300640?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/265213411998300640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/electra.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/265213411998300640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/265213411998300640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/electra.html' title='Electra'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--S6XCxggmg4/Tiwm4_CmkeI/AAAAAAAABKI/Hol-VJdvKYA/s72-c/100_1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-9030941911228994441</id><published>2011-07-19T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:58:49.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival do Japão 2011'/><title type='text'>Festival do Japão 2011</title><content type='html'>Olá pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, post para colocar algumas fotos que tirei do festival do Japão deste ano, que aconteceu no Centro de Exposições Imigrantes este final de semana!&lt;br /&gt;Muita coisa legal, estava muito cheio, mais todo ano gosto muito de ir, resgatar um pouco as raízes, e apreciar um pouco mais desta cultura tão linda! Pretendo um dia visitar este País, conhecer esta gente que me encanta tanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguem algumas fotos de origamis que encontrei por lá:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNiDZHXHg1E/TiYZQoXe5BI/AAAAAAAABJo/jtX2UjQ2tbo/s1600/100_0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631216157577896978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNiDZHXHg1E/TiYZQoXe5BI/AAAAAAAABJo/jtX2UjQ2tbo/s320/100_0998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQZP0D7YF4I/TiYZQZhQC1I/AAAAAAAABJg/T0IslRLoG2M/s1600/100_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631216153592335186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQZP0D7YF4I/TiYZQZhQC1I/AAAAAAAABJg/T0IslRLoG2M/s320/100_0997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjDmEfLPpog/TiYZQIDJrMI/AAAAAAAABJY/ziLp-gtZUbs/s1600/100_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631216148902685890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjDmEfLPpog/TiYZQIDJrMI/AAAAAAAABJY/ziLp-gtZUbs/s320/100_0996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7H3zIP1i--0/TiYZP9ynmGI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Ra80Id7w6sw/s1600/100_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631216146148989026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7H3zIP1i--0/TiYZP9ynmGI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Ra80Id7w6sw/s320/100_0993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjbVUQ6G9JA/TiYZPpEXCLI/AAAAAAAABJI/IhMEc16dqao/s1600/100_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631216140586256562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjbVUQ6G9JA/TiYZPpEXCLI/AAAAAAAABJI/IhMEc16dqao/s320/100_0992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esta semana ainda volto aqui pra postar mais dobras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-9030941911228994441?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/9030941911228994441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/festival-do-japao-2011.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9030941911228994441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9030941911228994441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/festival-do-japao-2011.html' title='Festival do Japão 2011'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tNiDZHXHg1E/TiYZQoXe5BI/AAAAAAAABJo/jtX2UjQ2tbo/s72-c/100_0998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2927066393609514651</id><published>2011-07-10T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:46:28.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrela'/><title type='text'>Estrela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVC-roypUaI/Thop5-rcG_I/AAAAAAAABJA/p1gQ2h8VhqU/s1600/c977d9ced3e64dde87211a1a34fcf9db_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627856760407333874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVC-roypUaI/Thop5-rcG_I/AAAAAAAABJA/p1gQ2h8VhqU/s320/c977d9ced3e64dde87211a1a34fcf9db_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Mesmo que a rota da minha vida me conduza a uma estrela, nem por isso fui dispensado de percorrer os caminhos do mundo"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;José Saramago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2927066393609514651?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2927066393609514651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/estrela.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2927066393609514651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2927066393609514651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/estrela.html' title='Estrela'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVC-roypUaI/Thop5-rcG_I/AAAAAAAABJA/p1gQ2h8VhqU/s72-c/c977d9ced3e64dde87211a1a34fcf9db_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-9193082483229800183</id><published>2011-07-03T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T15:26:38.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mega Artesanal 2011'/><title type='text'>Mega Artesanal 2011</title><content type='html'>Oi gente tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faz tempo que não passo aqui né? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aproveitei o tempo livre hoje, pra falar da feira Mega Artesanal que aconteceu estes dias no Expo Imigrantes :&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625254469127860498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Id_z7Vrknsg/ThDrIsOLcRI/AAAAAAAABI4/ev-YP_RowoI/s320/MEGA-ARTESANAL-2011.png" /&gt;É o segundo ano que vou, é uma feira muito interessante para quem gosta de artesanato, diversas técnicas e tudo que você possa imaginar sobre o tema, este ano enfrentei uma fila monstruosa, mais sempre vale a pena, passei por vários estandes interessantes, todo tipo de arte. Aconselho quem se interessa pelo assunto, aparecer por lá (este ano acabou, mais ano que vem tem mais), mais tem que ir com tempo e paciência, porque a feira é bem grande e vai muitaaa, mais muitaaa gente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom como não sou de ferro passei por vários lugares, mais um em especial parei para fazer umas comprinhas que vou mostrar pra vocês aqui, desta vez me dediquei ao Scrapbook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6SVsuqhorTA/ThDpb_ahSiI/AAAAAAAABIw/CxTU_T-xQ9U/s1600/100_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625252601674156578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6SVsuqhorTA/ThDpb_ahSiI/AAAAAAAABIw/CxTU_T-xQ9U/s320/100_0949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papéis, papéis, papéis, nossa isso realmente é um vício, se não for pra origami com certeza eu arrumo algo pra fazer com eles ... acho que não sou a única não?rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom fico por aqui hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-9193082483229800183?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/9193082483229800183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/mega-artesanal-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9193082483229800183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9193082483229800183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/07/mega-artesanal-2011.html' title='Mega Artesanal 2011'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Id_z7Vrknsg/ThDrIsOLcRI/AAAAAAAABI4/ev-YP_RowoI/s72-c/MEGA-ARTESANAL-2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-5979690636186552437</id><published>2011-06-12T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:34:01.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcadores de Página'/><title type='text'>Marcadores de Página</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFv8RxmRnjo/TfV2i_8OzfI/AAAAAAAABIo/oSp_vdc1BYk/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617526453866253810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFv8RxmRnjo/TfV2i_8OzfI/AAAAAAAABIo/oSp_vdc1BYk/s320/page.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A medida do amor, é amar sem medida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victor Hugo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!!!...Feliz dia dos namorados pra todos...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;beijos&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/444470990491537570-5979690636186552437?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/5979690636186552437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/06/marcadores-de-pagina.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5979690636186552437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5979690636186552437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/06/marcadores-de-pagina.html' title='Marcadores de Página'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFv8RxmRnjo/TfV2i_8OzfI/AAAAAAAABIo/oSp_vdc1BYk/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2152223299215332334</id><published>2011-05-30T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:00:32.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papercraft'/><title type='text'>Papercraft</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612676347557354402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lKL4mkpduYc/TeQ7Zp9km6I/AAAAAAAABIc/ZFiXmBwuIuU/s320/small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta é uma arte muito antiga de modelismo, os japoneses e os chineses, já há desenvolviam através dos origamis e kaigamis ainda na idade média, consiste em construir modelos em três dimensões através de folhas de papel, que posteriormente são pintados... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612676342622410306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sVgf2OklhwU/TeQ7ZXk_VkI/AAAAAAAABIU/zP7CVAAtibs/s320/neuschwanstein_papercraft.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No século passado, antes do advento do plastimodelismo, era um hobby muito popular na Europa e nos Estados Unidos, com o surgimento da internet e da popularização dos computadores na década passada esse passatempo meio esquecido ganhou outro ânimo, com a comunicação entre entusiastas, surgimento de home pages com centenas de modelos disponíveis para download gratuitamente. Além do que, existem uma série de modelos comerciais provenientes na sua maioria da Europa Oriental (onde por uma série de razões esse hobby se manteve vivo durante os tempos da cortina de ferro e da guerra fria), as marcas mais famosas são: Maly Modelarz, GPM, Modelik/Modelcard, Halinski, Betexa, Schreiber Bogen, Model Kartonowego Fama, Wilhelmshavner, Fiddlers Green e outras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612676336690864706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3dNrSRWBjc/TeQ7ZBezIkI/AAAAAAAABIM/uLvL312dtsU/s320/hello-kitty-papercraft.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papercraft é a arte de fazer miniaturas 3D em papel utilizando-se de dobras e cortes. Provavelmente você já tenha visto ou até mesmo feito um modelo, mas não se lembra.A arte está se difundindo muito, sendo possível encontrar modelos com muita facilidade na internet. Os modelos variam de animais a castelos e tem detalhes que deixam a miniatura mais realista.Não precisa se preocupar ao olhar para um modelo e pensar "como eu faço isso?", porque a maioria dos modelos tem instruções de montagem. Claro que há modelos de alta complexidade que tem dezenas ou centenas de partes a serem cortadas e coladas para a montagem.A cada dia surgem novos modelos de papercraft que se assemelham mais a realidade e trazendo um desafio para quem monta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612676339075811298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4iOU3rO12ho/TeQ7ZKXah-I/AAAAAAAABIE/Afwwb8kJVg8/s320/Dragon_Papercraft__81338_zoom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fontes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sr-fraude.com/historia.html"&gt;http://www.sr-fraude.com/historia.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://papercraftbrasil.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-que-papercraft.html"&gt;http://papercraftbrasil.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-que-papercraft.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macula.tv/downloads/papertoys/gallery/intro/gallery.htm"&gt;http://www.macula.tv/downloads/papertoys/gallery/intro/gallery.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papermodelz.info/2009/10/27/the-swan-castle-papercraft-model/"&gt;http://www.papermodelz.info/2009/10/27/the-swan-castle-papercraft-model/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2152223299215332334?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2152223299215332334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/papercraft.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2152223299215332334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2152223299215332334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/papercraft.html' title='Papercraft'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lKL4mkpduYc/TeQ7Zp9km6I/AAAAAAAABIc/ZFiXmBwuIuU/s72-c/small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1567187940440798711</id><published>2011-05-22T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T10:07:56.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soneto do amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609586062564164402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN7HLRoK8iM/TdlAzZQegzI/AAAAAAAABH8/CmFWcGctSKk/s320/cats2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enfim, depois de tanto erro passado &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tantas retaliações, tanto perigo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eis que ressurge noutro o velho amigo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca perdido, sempre reencontrado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609586058269839506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cEvKkXuy8g/TdlAzJQoUJI/AAAAAAAABH0/d0trT1QkZLA/s320/IMG_1081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É bom sentá-lo novamente ao lado &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com olhos que contêm o olhar antigo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre comigo um pouco atribulado &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E como sempre singular comigo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609586054498825794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGX2O5EqjtY/TdlAy7NjNkI/AAAAAAAABHs/L3VnxuL1ZWE/s320/IMG_1079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um bicho igual a mim, simples e humano &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabendo se mover e comover &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a disfarçar com o meu próprio engano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609586047961076994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOVm4DZL6bQ/TdlAyi21FQI/AAAAAAAABHk/Z_2HsURkIJw/s320/IMG_1078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amigo: um ser que a vida não explica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que só se vai ao ver outro nascer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o espelho de minha alma multiplica...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/em&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/444470990491537570-1567187940440798711?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1567187940440798711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/floral-globe_22.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1567187940440798711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1567187940440798711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/floral-globe_22.html' title='Floral Globe'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eN7HLRoK8iM/TdlAzZQegzI/AAAAAAAABH8/CmFWcGctSKk/s72-c/cats2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4306177634258225195</id><published>2011-05-18T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T06:19:21.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonobe Paolo Bascetta'/><title type='text'>Sonobe Paolo Bascetta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobra Tanta Falta - O Teatro Mágico&lt;/strong&gt;&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falta tanta coisa na minha janela como uma praia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falta tanta coisa na memória como o rosto dela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falta tanto tempo no relógio quanto uma semana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sobra tanta falta de paciência que me desespero&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608042994789192898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLDUPYKxEDE/TdPFZB2HFMI/AAAAAAAABHc/yT5NSdFHw3s/s320/Nova%2Bimagem.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sobram tantas meias verdades que guardo pra mim mesmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sobram tantos medos que nem me protejo mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sobra tanto espaço dentro do abraço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falta tanta coisa pra dizer que nunca consigo&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608042992245662706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-daMdVUp9rUM/TdPFY4Xr4_I/AAAAAAAABHU/cdRH1ENOLYU/s320/Nova%2Bimagem2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei lá se o que me deu foi dado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei lá se o que me deu já é meu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei lá se o que me deu foi dado ou se é seu&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608042991080650642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zj-jPSJ1js/TdPFY0B7N5I/AAAAAAAABHM/35wn2VABXQc/s320/Nova%2Bimagem1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vai saber se o que me deu quem sabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vai saber quem souber me salve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vai saber o que me deu quem sabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vai saber quem souber me salve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/444470990491537570-4306177634258225195?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4306177634258225195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/sonobe-paolo-bascetta.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4306177634258225195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4306177634258225195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/sonobe-paolo-bascetta.html' title='Sonobe Paolo Bascetta'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLDUPYKxEDE/TdPFZB2HFMI/AAAAAAAABHc/yT5NSdFHw3s/s72-c/Nova%2Bimagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2423019277042268715</id><published>2011-05-15T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:47:49.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bromélias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isa Klein'/><title type='text'>Bromélias de Isa Klein</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vutmlus61o/TdAemdexIRI/AAAAAAAABHE/zYKI0bH7BIc/s1600/IMG_1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015182173806866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vutmlus61o/TdAemdexIRI/AAAAAAAABHE/zYKI0bH7BIc/s320/IMG_1088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BrNww_BAsPk/TdAemUR-3_I/AAAAAAAABG8/Zt3LlEgjQMw/s1600/IMG_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015179704262642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BrNww_BAsPk/TdAemUR-3_I/AAAAAAAABG8/Zt3LlEgjQMw/s320/IMG_1085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62fm9cVofIE/TdAemDNJP3I/AAAAAAAABG0/jlUXECUze2M/s1600/IMG_1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015175120568178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62fm9cVofIE/TdAemDNJP3I/AAAAAAAABG0/jlUXECUze2M/s320/IMG_1084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4QNsYgXh4U/TdAelyzfp_I/AAAAAAAABGs/2WqJ-Lu9fXY/s1600/cats3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607015170718017522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4QNsYgXh4U/TdAelyzfp_I/AAAAAAAABGs/2WqJ-Lu9fXY/s320/cats3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2423019277042268715?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2423019277042268715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/bromelias-de-isa-klein.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2423019277042268715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2423019277042268715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/bromelias-de-isa-klein.html' title='Bromélias de Isa Klein'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vutmlus61o/TdAemdexIRI/AAAAAAAABHE/zYKI0bH7BIc/s72-c/IMG_1088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4089745311278190734</id><published>2011-05-14T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:21:11.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madmoiselle'/><title type='text'>Madmoiselle - Ekaterina Lukasheva</title><content type='html'>Pelo menos uma tentativa ... não aprendo, usar papel de presente não dá muito certo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk5Y2UKJDzM/Tc8NwhP_d9I/AAAAAAAABGk/5i3Poz9ebCA/s1600/IMG_1071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606715188309882834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk5Y2UKJDzM/Tc8NwhP_d9I/AAAAAAAABGk/5i3Poz9ebCA/s320/IMG_1071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4089745311278190734?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4089745311278190734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/madmoiselle-ekaterina-lukasheva.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4089745311278190734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4089745311278190734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/madmoiselle-ekaterina-lukasheva.html' title='Madmoiselle - Ekaterina Lukasheva'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk5Y2UKJDzM/Tc8NwhP_d9I/AAAAAAAABGk/5i3Poz9ebCA/s72-c/IMG_1071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-86376138421549864</id><published>2011-05-08T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:02:56.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe</title><content type='html'>OI pessoal, tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To aqui pra fazer um post especial, a Professora Silmara Mantelli (mais conhecida como minha tia) da Unifor, que foi uma das grandes influenciadoras para meu início no mundo das dobras, ela vai dar uma aula (" Uma experiência estética - Origami") dia 10,para seus alunos da universidade.&lt;br /&gt;Desde pequena é uma arte que aprecio muito , e ao longo to tempo fui comprando livros e fuçando muito pela internet para aprender coisas novas. A internet é uma excelente ferramenta pra quem quer aprender, existem muitos sites, blogs, vídeos onde qualquer pessoa que queira aprender pode achar com facilidade diagramas e passo a passo das dobraduras.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem do blog e deixo neste post um modelo de Kusudama, Floral Globe da origamista Tomoko Fuse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--12dyxj_LQU/TcdGh-Cad2I/AAAAAAAABGc/rFbgEbPB6_w/s1600/IMG_1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604525810688620386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--12dyxj_LQU/TcdGh-Cad2I/AAAAAAAABGc/rFbgEbPB6_w/s320/IMG_1057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WJWumJPSz4/TcdGhlBpeyI/AAAAAAAABGU/KcVKORj6q9Q/s1600/IMG_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604525803974523682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WJWumJPSz4/TcdGhlBpeyI/AAAAAAAABGU/KcVKORj6q9Q/s320/IMG_1053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-86376138421549864?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/86376138421549864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/floral-globe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/86376138421549864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/86376138421549864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/05/floral-globe.html' title='Floral Globe'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--12dyxj_LQU/TcdGh-Cad2I/AAAAAAAABGc/rFbgEbPB6_w/s72-c/IMG_1057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3923264835674120405</id><published>2011-04-25T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:12:13.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirigami'/><title type='text'>Kirigami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kirigami pode ser definido de forma sintética como a arte de recortar papéis. Kiri significa "corte" e Kami (lê-se gami), papel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599615758474772018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8VZxzGvQ54/TbXU3UKRfjI/AAAAAAAABGM/kqUvMeiFyv4/s320/ospa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A superfície plana da folha de papel, recebendo cortes e dobras em determinados lugares, é fechada formando um cartão que, quando aberto, toma formas sutis e inesperadas, surpreendendo aquele que o abre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta arte, que foi influenciada pelo Origami tradicional, onde não são utlizados cola ou tesoura, apresenta várias designações: POP-UP, 3D, arquitetura em papel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599615749488571122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aDPhKLANijM/TbXU2yry8vI/AAAAAAAABGE/HQZBrDoeE6Y/s320/miss1.jpg" /&gt;Entre os pioneiros do kirigami estão o poeta Augusto de Campos e o artista plástico Júlio Plaza que publicaram em 1974 o livro de poemas-objetos intitulado Poemóbiles. Nesta obra, onde a precisão da poesia concreta encontra as formas dinâmicas e suaves do papel recortado, o leitor é convidado a cada instante a manipular as figuras tridimensionais que formam os poemas. Cada movimento propicia diferentes leituras do texto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599615750346417602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWQGGQf5FAo/TbXU214UpcI/AAAAAAAABF8/oN1CB6OUYPM/s320/lacador.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A técnica do Kirigami pode ser utilizada na confecção de cartões comemorativos, convites, livros infantis, poemas, malas-direta, embalagens, displays e onde mais a imaginação nos permitir. São montados, a partir de cortes, dobras e encaixes de papel, tendo a originalidade de um trabalho artesanal que exige muita precisão e capricho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599615746797917442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9O_KOrYpPtw/TbXU2oqS1QI/AAAAAAAABF0/eVPZX_3IvGs/s320/gas3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Kirigami tem sido muito procurado pelas pessoas devido ao fato de utilizar um material relativamente barato, de fácil acesso e pela possibilidade de ser executado por uma única pessoa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599615743455092194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEzwAsQd6F4/TbXU2cNTXeI/AAAAAAAABFs/A-HNOGEqlwk/s320/violino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As imagens postadas aqui são do artista Luiz Naveda. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fontes: &lt;a href="http://www.kirigami.com.br/index.htm"&gt;http://www.kirigami.com.br/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.origami.cjb.net/"&gt;http://www.origami.cjb.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-3923264835674120405?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3923264835674120405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/kirigami.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3923264835674120405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3923264835674120405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/kirigami.html' title='Kirigami'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8VZxzGvQ54/TbXU3UKRfjI/AAAAAAAABGM/kqUvMeiFyv4/s72-c/ospa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-5208332694987948708</id><published>2011-04-18T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T07:28:46.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rafaellita'/><title type='text'>Kusudama Rafaellita</title><content type='html'>OI gente! Este Kusudama é novo pra mim, nunca tinha feito, achei meio complicadinha a junção, mais adorei o resultado! Fica lindo! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDirltvYoik/TaxIHlKDuUI/AAAAAAAABFk/74JCxrbn7Y8/s1600/IMG_0969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596927731985267010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDirltvYoik/TaxIHlKDuUI/AAAAAAAABFk/74JCxrbn7Y8/s320/IMG_0969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IArHnQp6axg/TaxIHUOTWLI/AAAAAAAABFc/O0Z7afHv9Eg/s1600/IMG_0967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596927727439665330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IArHnQp6axg/TaxIHUOTWLI/AAAAAAAABFc/O0Z7afHv9Eg/s320/IMG_0967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não reparem nas fotos que eu to cada vez pior, preciso aprender a tirar fotos melhores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem quiser o passo a passo, é só me pedir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beijos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-5208332694987948708?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/5208332694987948708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/kusudama-rafaellita.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5208332694987948708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5208332694987948708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/kusudama-rafaellita.html' title='Kusudama Rafaellita'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nDirltvYoik/TaxIHlKDuUI/AAAAAAAABFk/74JCxrbn7Y8/s72-c/IMG_0969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1206402428275191605</id><published>2011-04-13T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:25:38.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Origami Tesselation'/><title type='text'>Origami Tesselation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Origami Tessellation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595181767000238850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DG3OkixL0pU/TaYULCvKqwI/AAAAAAAABFU/eg6iAqZRhaw/s320/000_4268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Origami Tesselation é uma técnica que não é feitas de pedaços de papel colocadas lado a lado: em vez disso, eles são feitos com uma folha de papel. Esta folha de papel é dobrada de tal forma que ele tem um padrão de mosaico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595181769339766834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv3_Vqqr-Vo/TaYULLc9CDI/AAAAAAAABFM/0KQ22XY56RM/s320/324605276_1424814ce7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Origami Tesselation pode ter sido iniciado por Shuzo Fujimoto no final dos anos 1960. Ele mesmo publicou alguns livros com , em 1976, Fujimoto "Solid Origami" foi o primeiro livro publicado comercialmente contendo este tipo de Arte. Artistas incluindo Chris Palmer, Tom Hull, Verrill Helena, e outros desenvolveram a forma de arte mais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595181765670599074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ClGlnKT891E/TaYUK9yJ-aI/AAAAAAAABFE/kg6B2q1iviY/s320/mask.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este ramo do origami é aquele que tem crescido na popularidade recentemente, mas tem uma extensa história. Tessellations referem-se a colocação dos azulejos do avião onde um conjunto de duas figuras tridimensionais enchem um avião sem lacunas ou sobreposições. Origami tesselations são pavimentações feitas de um material plano, geralmente de papel, mas pode ser de qualquer coisa que tem um vinco. A história do figurino inclui pavimentações feitas em tecido que são registradas, tanto para trás como as tumbas egípcias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595181018840670082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otqlg8eSqS4/TaYTffoBn4I/AAAAAAAABE0/Cw6JI5LPx5k/s320/2590825674_a0dc3a7763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fujimoto era um mestre do origami, um dos primeiros japoneses que publicaram livros que incluía Origami Tesselation e na década de 1960 houve uma grande exploração de tesselation por Ron Resch. Chris Palmer é um artista que explorou exaustivamente tesselation e tem encontrado maneiras de criar mosaicos de origami detalhadas de seda. Robert Lang e Alex Bateman são dois designers que usam programas de computador para desenhar estes origamis. O primeiro livro americano sobre pavimentações origami foi publicada por Eric Gjerde eo campo vem se expandindo rapidamente. Existem inúmeros artistas de origami tesselation incluindo Chris Palmer (EUA), Eric Gjerde (EUA), Polly Verity (Escócia), Joel Cooper (EUA), Edison Christine (EUA), Schamp Ray (EUA), gretter Roberto (Itália), Goran Konjevod (EUA), e Christiane Bettens (Suíça) que estão a mostrar obras que são geométricas e representação. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595181281310503026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Og-zKY4QOI/TaYTuxZtcHI/AAAAAAAABE8/PeLsqBZmAIU/s320/93d3decc27c5cd7478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fontes: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Origami#Origami_Tessellations"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Origami#Origami_Tessellations&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.origami-resource-center.com/origami-tessellations.html"&gt;http://www.origami-resource-center.com/origami-tessellations.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.origamitessellations.com/2005/12/"&gt;http://www.origamitessellations.com/2005/12/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cedison.wordpress.com/2007/02/12/most-recent-tesselation/"&gt;http://cedison.wordpress.com/2007/02/12/most-recent-tesselation/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1206402428275191605?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1206402428275191605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/origami-tesselation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1206402428275191605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1206402428275191605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/origami-tesselation.html' title='Origami Tesselation.'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DG3OkixL0pU/TaYULCvKqwI/AAAAAAAABFU/eg6iAqZRhaw/s72-c/000_4268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2261889508403958429</id><published>2011-04-01T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T06:30:50.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kusudama Brocade'/><title type='text'>Brocade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frases Feitas - Drive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os dias passam e as noites ficam sem por que&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou sozinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sem medo de me perder&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meus olhos chamam os seus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como o frio desperta o calor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inofensivo mas capaz de trazer a dor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590599345657879858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AVB5YclimrQ/TZXMfA94HTI/AAAAAAAABEs/8VkLfjAen2Q/s320/100_0556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo o encanto se acaba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que o sol tem que morrer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero, mas enxergo tarde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que sinto por você&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo tão diferente do que possa parecer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que o inferno seja o preço pra te ter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo começa como um dia chega ao fim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sonhos que apagam o que você deixou em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590599342113450098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xd9VNWwECoc/TZXMezw0aHI/AAAAAAAABEk/ZJzpJiyWDjw/s320/100_0554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As horas passam e eu estou sozinho sem você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez com medo de tentar me envolver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Histórias são momentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frases feitas sem qualquer valor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inofensivo mas capaz de trazer a dor&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="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo encanto se acaba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que o sol tem que morrer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero mas enxergo tarde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que sinto por você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590599338198273634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8hRYUNrOlE/TZXMelLXjmI/AAAAAAAABEc/VQNR7BkqjEM/s320/100_0549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo tão diferente do que possa parecer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que o inferno seja o preço pra te ter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo começa como um dia chega ao fim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sonhos que apagam o que você deixou em mim &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2261889508403958429?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2261889508403958429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/brocade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2261889508403958429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2261889508403958429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/04/brocade.html' title='Brocade'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AVB5YclimrQ/TZXMfA94HTI/AAAAAAAABEs/8VkLfjAen2Q/s72-c/100_0556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7652152047263814241</id><published>2011-03-27T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T11:10:39.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kusudama by Stella Rombica'/><title type='text'>Tentativa do Kusudama by Stella Rombica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVPGcevVwQQ/TY973ONKZ5I/AAAAAAAABEU/1_Nywq9WnqY/s1600/100_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588821851226400658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVPGcevVwQQ/TY973ONKZ5I/AAAAAAAABEU/1_Nywq9WnqY/s320/100_0546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIRIq8G_Ry4/TY972YbyngI/AAAAAAAABEM/CwfUCKtY0t0/s1600/100_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588821836792241666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIRIq8G_Ry4/TY972YbyngI/AAAAAAAABEM/CwfUCKtY0t0/s320/100_0544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6D6eOIM_-M/TY972NSHIgI/AAAAAAAABEE/RbNt6I35Jv4/s1600/100_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588821833798853122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6D6eOIM_-M/TY972NSHIgI/AAAAAAAABEE/RbNt6I35Jv4/s320/100_0541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não sei o que aconteceu, mais ficou TOTALMENTE diferente do correto rs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7652152047263814241?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7652152047263814241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/tentativa-do-kusudama-by-stella-rombica.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7652152047263814241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7652152047263814241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/tentativa-do-kusudama-by-stella-rombica.html' title='Tentativa do Kusudama by Stella Rombica'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVPGcevVwQQ/TY973ONKZ5I/AAAAAAAABEU/1_Nywq9WnqY/s72-c/100_0546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-6618580720404749145</id><published>2011-03-24T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T06:58:52.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Turtle'/><title type='text'>Little Turtle</title><content type='html'>Pessoal, tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;To com uma baita conjuntivite, passei aqui super rápido para postar esse Kusudama que eu tinha feito faz um tempinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIUsDTU5Lt0/TYtNCwKd8uI/AAAAAAAABD8/R04vMMHNuwI/s1600/100_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587644472367117026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIUsDTU5Lt0/TYtNCwKd8uI/AAAAAAAABD8/R04vMMHNuwI/s320/100_0540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9chRqsH3fg/TYtNCmC7LPI/AAAAAAAABD0/al3n-W5qTlc/s1600/100_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587644469651123442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9chRqsH3fg/TYtNCmC7LPI/AAAAAAAABD0/al3n-W5qTlc/s320/100_0532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beijos a todos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-6618580720404749145?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/6618580720404749145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-turtle.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6618580720404749145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6618580720404749145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-turtle.html' title='Little Turtle'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIUsDTU5Lt0/TYtNCwKd8uI/AAAAAAAABD8/R04vMMHNuwI/s72-c/100_0540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-5978277690015843925</id><published>2011-03-21T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T17:29:24.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonobe Paolo Bascetta'/><title type='text'>Sonobe Paolo Bascetta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6zb0BJ1nYc/TYfsZeVekDI/AAAAAAAABDs/LKHOWAVxHQg/s1600/100_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586693785160421426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6zb0BJ1nYc/TYfsZeVekDI/AAAAAAAABDs/LKHOWAVxHQg/s320/100_0530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma tem o peso da luz.&lt;br /&gt;Tem o peso da música.&lt;br /&gt;Tem o peso da palavra nunca dita,&lt;br /&gt;prestes quem sabe a ser dita.&lt;br /&gt;Tem o peso de uma lembrança.&lt;br /&gt;Tem o peso de uma saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Tem o peso de um olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Pesa como pesa uma ausência.&lt;br /&gt;E a lágrima que não se chorou.&lt;br /&gt;Tem o imaterial peso da solidão no meio de outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586693779319085394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IO2PaUiDZPY/TYfsZIky2VI/AAAAAAAABDk/rRvke0vZdgE/s320/100_0526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/444470990491537570-5978277690015843925?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/5978277690015843925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/sonobe-paolo-bascetta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5978277690015843925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/5978277690015843925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/sonobe-paolo-bascetta.html' title='Sonobe Paolo Bascetta'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6zb0BJ1nYc/TYfsZeVekDI/AAAAAAAABDs/LKHOWAVxHQg/s72-c/100_0530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7252486501397322816</id><published>2011-03-17T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:09:41.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kusudama Regenbogen'/><title type='text'>Kusudama Regenbogen de M. Vahrusheva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FG-E0mh76g/TYK897hFitI/AAAAAAAABDc/3qHZPtL6WNE/s1600/IMG_0950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585234260027345618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FG-E0mh76g/TYK897hFitI/AAAAAAAABDc/3qHZPtL6WNE/s320/IMG_0950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tem horas que não dá pra esconder no olhar&lt;br /&gt;Como as coisas mudam e ficam pra trás&lt;br /&gt;O que era bom hoje não faz mais sentido, é&lt;br /&gt;Uma hora isso ia acontecer,&lt;br /&gt;A vida cobra e a gente tem que crescer&lt;br /&gt;Me pergunto se você pensa em mim&lt;br /&gt;Como eu penso em você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585234253980127810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2hzUyXW0v4E/TYK89k_UUkI/AAAAAAAABDU/QbbCXs1t8G0/s320/IMG_0949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aonde estiver, espero que esteja feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Encontre o seu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Guarde o que foi bom e jogue fora o que restou&lt;br /&gt;Pois acredito nos meus sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;E no meio dessa guerra nenhum de nós pode ganhar&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar e não desistir, cair e ficar de pé&lt;br /&gt;Dar valor depois que passou é duvidar da sua fé&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo a vida, tem vários caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;E entre eles o destino improvisa&lt;br /&gt;Nos pequenos detalhes da vida&lt;br /&gt;A resposta está escondida&lt;br /&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/444470990491537570-7252486501397322816?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7252486501397322816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/kusudama-regenbogen-de-m-vahrusheva.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7252486501397322816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7252486501397322816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/kusudama-regenbogen-de-m-vahrusheva.html' title='Kusudama Regenbogen de M. Vahrusheva'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FG-E0mh76g/TYK897hFitI/AAAAAAAABDc/3qHZPtL6WNE/s72-c/IMG_0950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3977219657009781473</id><published>2011-03-17T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:59:22.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo Este blog inspira-me...'/><title type='text'>Selo Este blog inspira-me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TtXQ9YgOpI/TYK59vBnbRI/AAAAAAAABDM/aVp-PSBE9eg/s1600/selinho_que_ganhei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585230958139239698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TtXQ9YgOpI/TYK59vBnbRI/AAAAAAAABDM/aVp-PSBE9eg/s320/selinho_que_ganhei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pessoal vim aqui postar o selinho que ganhei da &lt;a href="http://lucianaorigamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luciana &lt;/a&gt;- do Luciana Origami's, muito obrigada Lú!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eguem as regras:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Indicação de 05 amigas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Postar o nome da pessoa que te indicou, com o link do blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Avisar as indicadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Publicar as regras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os cinco blogs que inspiram-me são:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- &lt;a href="http://amordobrado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amor em Dobras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-&lt;a href="http://artededobrarecia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arte de Dobrar e Cia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3-&lt;a href="http://lariorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lari Origami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-&lt;a href="http://blog.sakuraorigami.com.br/"&gt;Sakura Acessórios&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5-&lt;a href="http://amoorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arte em Papel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-3977219657009781473?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3977219657009781473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/selo-este-blog-inspira-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3977219657009781473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3977219657009781473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/selo-este-blog-inspira-me.html' title='Selo Este blog inspira-me...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TtXQ9YgOpI/TYK59vBnbRI/AAAAAAAABDM/aVp-PSBE9eg/s72-c/selinho_que_ganhei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4583299143066589121</id><published>2011-03-08T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T16:44:34.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcador de livros de Coração'/><title type='text'>E o Carnaval chegou ao fim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9sg2jB9mTw/TXbNTuGoE5I/AAAAAAAABC8/mwHNVfByUl0/s1600/IMG_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581874526849340306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9sg2jB9mTw/TXbNTuGoE5I/AAAAAAAABC8/mwHNVfByUl0/s320/IMG_0946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4583299143066589121?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4583299143066589121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-o-carnaval-chegou-ao-fim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4583299143066589121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4583299143066589121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-o-carnaval-chegou-ao-fim.html' title='E o Carnaval chegou ao fim...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9sg2jB9mTw/TXbNTuGoE5I/AAAAAAAABC8/mwHNVfByUl0/s72-c/IMG_0946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1534145023901562110</id><published>2011-03-04T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:03:20.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tomoko Fuse'/><title type='text'>E o Carnaval chegou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O41OtwRTk_g/TXF9N-hypBI/AAAAAAAABC0/CAcG70gF_M4/s1600/IMG_0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580379092365255698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O41OtwRTk_g/TXF9N-hypBI/AAAAAAAABC0/CAcG70gF_M4/s320/IMG_0934.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1534145023901562110?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1534145023901562110/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-o-carnaval-chegou.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1534145023901562110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1534145023901562110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-o-carnaval-chegou.html' title='E o Carnaval chegou...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O41OtwRTk_g/TXF9N-hypBI/AAAAAAAABC0/CAcG70gF_M4/s72-c/IMG_0934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1339144753926590379</id><published>2011-02-24T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T18:19:15.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosa Cubo'/><title type='text'>Rosa Cubo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Rosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és, divina e graciosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estátua majestosa do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por Deus esculturada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E formada com ardor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da alma da mais linda flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De mais ativo olor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que na vida é preferida pelo beija-flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se Deus me fora tão clemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aqui nesse ambiente de luz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Formada numa tela deslumbrante e bela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teu coração junto ao meu lanceado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pregado e crucificado sobre a rósea cruz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do arfante peito seu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577445114673685522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1Awd_RU3tc/TWcQx_5c5BI/AAAAAAAABCk/ClNKouCnf34/s320/IMG_0922.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu és a forma ideal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estátua magistral oh alma perenal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do meu primeiro amor, sublime amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu és de Deus a soberana flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu és de Deus a criação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que em todo coração sepultas um amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O riso, a fé, a dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em sândalos olentes cheios de sabor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em vozes tão dolentes como um sonho em flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;És láctea estrelaÉs mãe da realeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;És tudo enfim que tem de belo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em todo resplendor da santa natureza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577445118817088962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuawK-22Vgs/TWcQyPVUNcI/AAAAAAAABCs/5eATl2gjz_8/s320/IMG_0926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdão, se ouço confessar-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu hei de sempre amar-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh flor meu peito não resiste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh meu Deus o quanto é triste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A incerteza de um amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que mais me faz penar em esperar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em conduzir-te um dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ao pé do altar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jurar, aos pés do onipotente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em preces comoventes de dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E receber a unção da tua gratidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depois de remir meus desejos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em nuvens de beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hei de envolver-te até meu padecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De todo fenecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1339144753926590379?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1339144753926590379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/rosa-cubo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1339144753926590379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1339144753926590379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/rosa-cubo.html' title='Rosa Cubo'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1Awd_RU3tc/TWcQx_5c5BI/AAAAAAAABCk/ClNKouCnf34/s72-c/IMG_0922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7897254992237876077</id><published>2011-02-20T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:27:46.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kusudama Tulip'/><title type='text'>Kusudama Tulip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1mXZmjbGe58/TWGivsuXqBI/AAAAAAAABCM/u79BJuZQFlw/s1600/100_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575916754004584466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1mXZmjbGe58/TWGivsuXqBI/AAAAAAAABCM/u79BJuZQFlw/s320/100_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;AS INDAGAÇÕES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A resposta certa, não importa nada: o essencial é que as perguntas estejam certas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7897254992237876077?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7897254992237876077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/kusudama-tulip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7897254992237876077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7897254992237876077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/kusudama-tulip.html' title='Kusudama Tulip'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1mXZmjbGe58/TWGivsuXqBI/AAAAAAAABCM/u79BJuZQFlw/s72-c/100_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2333499289037071677</id><published>2011-02-16T15:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:35:00.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Turtle'/><title type='text'>Little Turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDNGuv7CgBA/TVxfB_KAKAI/AAAAAAAABCE/8xFaXlc16-w/s1600/100_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574434926515726338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDNGuv7CgBA/TVxfB_KAKAI/AAAAAAAABCE/8xFaXlc16-w/s320/100_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Não existe nada de completamente errado no mundo, mesmo um relógio parado, consegue estar certo duas vezes por dia." (Paulo Coelho)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2333499289037071677?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2333499289037071677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-turtle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2333499289037071677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2333499289037071677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-turtle.html' title='Little Turtle'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDNGuv7CgBA/TVxfB_KAKAI/AAAAAAAABCE/8xFaXlc16-w/s72-c/100_0197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4146926505286676008</id><published>2011-02-11T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T15:27:06.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Willian Shakespeare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O amor é como a criança: deseja tudo o que vê."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2fSX6s0cXU/TVXC56ToJ1I/AAAAAAAABB4/ATylAhPw2X4/s1600/100_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572574414100768594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2fSX6s0cXU/TVXC56ToJ1I/AAAAAAAABB4/ATylAhPw2X4/s320/100_0188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "O mal que os homens praticam sobrevive a eles; o bem quase sempre é sepultado com eles."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkmS_-qaKU8/TVXC5iY7JRI/AAAAAAAABBw/E4cUimXEE5U/s1600/100_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572574407680533778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkmS_-qaKU8/TVXC5iY7JRI/AAAAAAAABBw/E4cUimXEE5U/s320/100_0191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Os covardes morrem várias vezes antes da sua morte, mas o homem corajoso experimenta a morte apenas uma vez."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-THe6SO-5AMI/TVXC5fQHhmI/AAAAAAAABBo/mpPtGAhlU-Y/s1600/100_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MDWCWo-r6k8/TVXC48-fMgI/AAAAAAAABBg/lJqGK1rYjzs/s1600/100_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572574397637538306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MDWCWo-r6k8/TVXC48-fMgI/AAAAAAAABBg/lJqGK1rYjzs/s320/100_0186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "O tempo é muito lento para os que esperam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito rápido para os que tem medo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito longo para os que lamentam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito curto para os que festejam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas, para os que amam, o tempo é eterno."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vgsUCqiyKc/TVXC4NuD-_I/AAAAAAAABBY/uHg0fnqE9AA/s1600/100_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572574384952179698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vgsUCqiyKc/TVXC4NuD-_I/AAAAAAAABBY/uHg0fnqE9AA/s320/100_0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/444470990491537570-4146926505286676008?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4146926505286676008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/willian-shakespeare.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4146926505286676008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4146926505286676008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/willian-shakespeare.html' title='Willian Shakespeare'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2fSX6s0cXU/TVXC56ToJ1I/AAAAAAAABB4/ATylAhPw2X4/s72-c/100_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1380698032695867237</id><published>2011-02-10T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:01:11.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo Blog Nota 1000'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjsLN3RoVcQ/TVQ0OYOOwEI/AAAAAAAABBI/5fsHlFoaMEg/s1600/SELO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572136060589097026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjsLN3RoVcQ/TVQ0OYOOwEI/AAAAAAAABBI/5fsHlFoaMEg/s320/SELO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um selinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi galera, to aqui pra postar mais um selinho que eu ganhei, este foi da Aline , seguem as regras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escolher 5 blogs para presentear com o selinho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- &lt;a href="http://diagramascia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Isa Klein - Diagramas e Cia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2-&lt;a href="http://blogamorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt; A&amp;amp;M Origami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3-&lt;a href="http://aline-origamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline origamis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4-&lt;a href="http://vaniapassosorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Se meu Jardim der Flor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5-&lt;a href="http://falkbrito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lições de Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E responder às seguintes perguntas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nome:  Isabella Kida&lt;br /&gt;Uma música: Supermassive Black Hole &lt;br /&gt;Um filme: Senhor dos Anéis&lt;br /&gt;Cor preferida: Azul&lt;br /&gt;O que mais gosta de fazer: artesanato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos &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/444470990491537570-1380698032695867237?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1380698032695867237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/mais-um-selinho.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1380698032695867237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1380698032695867237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/mais-um-selinho.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FjsLN3RoVcQ/TVQ0OYOOwEI/AAAAAAAABBI/5fsHlFoaMEg/s72-c/SELO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-219762350664806473</id><published>2011-02-05T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T17:35:52.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Floral Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soneto de Fidelidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De tudo ao meu amor serei atento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que mesmo em face do maior encanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570379919687401282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TU33Bhjvv0I/AAAAAAAABBA/WJPYvAnRhCg/s320/100_0178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dele se encante mais meu pensamento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570379896367404674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TU33AKr01oI/AAAAAAAABAo/7i2ECS2X5Rw/s320/100_0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E assim, quando mais tarde me procure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570379919629284882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TU33BhV49hI/AAAAAAAABA4/-Ch825x9aAc/s320/100_0179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570379918155437762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TU33Bb2f1sI/AAAAAAAABAw/hecqVvUfN4c/s320/100_0182.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vinícius de Morais&lt;/strong&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/444470990491537570-219762350664806473?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/219762350664806473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/floral-globe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/219762350664806473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/219762350664806473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/floral-globe.html' title='Floral Globe'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TU33Bhjvv0I/AAAAAAAABBA/WJPYvAnRhCg/s72-c/100_0178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3106353977347541632</id><published>2011-02-02T11:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:48:56.512-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo de Qualidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OI Galera, to aqui pra postar o Selo de qualidade que recebi da &lt;a href="http://aline-alinef-origami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luciana:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569177362254806306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUmxTeBYPSI/AAAAAAAABAc/XroczIaHKrk/s320/selo_qualidade_jac%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regrinhas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- Dizer 10 coisas sobre mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- Corinthiana Fanática&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- Publicitária (mídia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- Umbandista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 - Gosto de tecnologia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5- Gosto de redes sociais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6-Tenho uma cachorra chamada Mixirica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7- Amo Origami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8- Gosto de Scrapbooking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9- Gosto de Cinema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10- Sou irmã mais velha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- Indicar 10 blogs e avisar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1-&lt;a href="http://artesdayone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Artes da Yone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- &lt;a href="http://marcelo-origamiperfeito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Origami Perfeito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- &lt;a href="http://www.ateliemanoelanunes.com/"&gt;Ateliê Manoela Nunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4- &lt;a href="http://origamimaringa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Origami Maringá&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5- &lt;a href="http://adrianasuzuki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adriana Suzuki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6- &lt;a href="http://artededobrarecia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arte de Dobrar e Cia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-&lt;a href="http://diorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Di origamis e outras coisinhas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8- &lt;a href="http://orikami-papeisdobrados.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papéis Dobrados&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9- &lt;a href="http://entrevalesemontanhas-origami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Entre&lt;/a&gt; vales e montanhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10- &lt;a href="http://janicedmarques.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dias de Origami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-3106353977347541632?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3106353977347541632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/oi-galera-to-aqui-pra-postar-o-selo-de.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3106353977347541632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3106353977347541632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/02/oi-galera-to-aqui-pra-postar-o-selo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUmxTeBYPSI/AAAAAAAABAc/XroczIaHKrk/s72-c/selo_qualidade_jac%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7314294971565484436</id><published>2011-01-28T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T16:02:13.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adaga em Flor'/><title type='text'>Adaga em Flor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Iris - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="info_url_artist" href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/goo-goo-dolls/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567388578867690162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNWakn5urI/AAAAAAAABAE/8Yp-AnkT8ao/s320/100_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the closest to heaven that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll ever beAnd I don't want to go home right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567388564976090802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNWZw34vrI/AAAAAAAAA_8/MGR9jzkeFGI/s320/100_0171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567388563534655266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNWZrgOLyI/AAAAAAAAA_0/R7MvOZneL0Y/s320/100_0175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't want the world to see me'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567388559807101666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNWZdngOuI/AAAAAAAAA_s/GClgjwZK4Hw/s320/100_0177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't want the world to see me'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want you to know who I am &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/444470990491537570-7314294971565484436?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7314294971565484436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/adaga-em-flor.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7314294971565484436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7314294971565484436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/adaga-em-flor.html' title='Adaga em Flor'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNWakn5urI/AAAAAAAABAE/8Yp-AnkT8ao/s72-c/100_0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1423574266560871899</id><published>2011-01-28T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T15:35:36.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prêmio Esse blog merece um oscar'/><title type='text'>Prêmio ...</title><content type='html'>Boa noite pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To aqui pra postar o prêmio que recebi da Aline do blog &lt;a href="http://aline-alinef-origami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline Origamis&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNQKiY_ZoI/AAAAAAAAA_k/OMmRg09kOB4/s1600/selo_esse_blog_merece_um_oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567381706320602754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNQKiY_ZoI/AAAAAAAAA_k/OMmRg09kOB4/s320/selo_esse_blog_merece_um_oscar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seguem as regras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ª Postar o selinho no blog.&lt;br /&gt;2ªIndicar um filme que tenha te marcado e dizer o porque.&lt;br /&gt;3ªIndicar 5 amigos e avisá-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme que me marcou foi Cidade dos Anjos e me marcou pela história linda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Catarina - &lt;a href="http://catarinasart.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cat's Art &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Isa Klein - &lt;a href="http://diagramascia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diagramas e Cia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Tati - &lt;a href="http://tatiyumi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Origami By Tati Yumi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Adriana - &lt;a href="http://adrianasuzuki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adriana Suzuki &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Flaviane Koti - &lt;a href="http://terapiadopapel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Terapia do Papel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1423574266560871899?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1423574266560871899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/premio.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1423574266560871899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1423574266560871899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/premio.html' title='Prêmio ...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TUNQKiY_ZoI/AAAAAAAAA_k/OMmRg09kOB4/s72-c/selo_esse_blog_merece_um_oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-788082347229116892</id><published>2011-01-20T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:49:08.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea Bag Folding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'>Tea Bag Folding 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Neste Mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417558216895490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTjISaN27AI/AAAAAAAAA-0/vrp2y1OB7mk/s320/100_0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neste mundo em que esquecemos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos sombras de quem somos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E os gestos reais que temos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No outro em que, almas, vivemos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417558653278674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTjISb15mdI/AAAAAAAAA-s/PPNpNkbAv6Y/s320/100_0088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;São aqui esgares e assomos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo é noturno e confuso     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No que entre nós aqui há.     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Projeções, fumo difuso     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do lume que brilha ocluso     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao olhar que a vida dá. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417548496748450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTjIR2AZP6I/AAAAAAAAA-k/aH0jq41cj8M/s320/100_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas um ou outro, um momento,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olhando bem, pode ver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na sombra e seu movimento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qual no outro mundo é o intento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do gesto que o faz viver. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417539004236754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTjIRSpNA9I/AAAAAAAAA-c/DTEPdtHYXGA/s320/100_0085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E então encontra o sentido     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do que aqui está a esgarar,     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E volve ao seu corpo ido,     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imaginado e entendido,     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A intuição de um olhar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564417534461788338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTjIRBuMwLI/AAAAAAAAA-U/USKUHYiSpCw/s320/100_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sombra do corpo saudosa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mentira que sente o laço&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a liga à maravilhosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verdade que a lança, ansiosa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No chão do tempo e do espaço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-788082347229116892?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/788082347229116892/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/tea-bag-folding-2.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/788082347229116892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/788082347229116892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/tea-bag-folding-2.html' title='Tea Bag Folding 2'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTjISaN27AI/AAAAAAAAA-0/vrp2y1OB7mk/s72-c/100_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2427223238629178505</id><published>2011-01-16T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T08:39:56.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea Bag Folding'/><title type='text'>Tea Bag Folding 1</title><content type='html'>Tea Bag Folding é uma técnica de origami em que utilizamos várias figuras repetidas, como por exemplo os invólucros dos saquinhos de chá (foi daí que nasceu esta técnica), e fazemos padrões caleidoscópicos.  Para quem gosta de origami modular e/ou geométrico, esta técnica é uma forma simples e ao mesmo tempo rica em possibilidades de criação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562823433452247602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTMecIsj2jI/AAAAAAAAA-E/883ON2vH4fs/s320/100_0071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criatividade, além da criação dos diagramas, está em criar diferentes padrões das mesmas figuras repetitivas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562823447590268658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTMec9XU7vI/AAAAAAAAA-M/az8RLPihp3E/s320/100_0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quem gosta de origami modular e/ou geométrico, esta técnica é uma forma simples e ao mesmo tempo rica em possibilidades de criação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562823429471453122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTMeb53dv8I/AAAAAAAAA98/OPGU_eud2rE/s320/100_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562823423373855282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTMebjJryjI/AAAAAAAAA90/31gj29eACPw/s320/100_0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://origami.em.blog.br/archives/tea-bag-folding/"&gt;http://origami.em.blog.br/archives/tea-bag-folding/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2427223238629178505?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2427223238629178505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/tea-bag-folding-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2427223238629178505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2427223238629178505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/tea-bag-folding-1.html' title='Tea Bag Folding 1'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTMecIsj2jI/AAAAAAAAA-E/883ON2vH4fs/s72-c/100_0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-42022544280586344</id><published>2011-01-14T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:56:14.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo de Qualidade'/><title type='text'>Selo de Qualidade</title><content type='html'>OI Galera, to aqui pra postar o Selo de qualidade que recebi da &lt;a href="http://lucianaorigamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luciana:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTCUS-qTPcI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3yM7GQu0TRY/s1600/selodequalidade.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562108593581538754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTCUS-qTPcI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3yM7GQu0TRY/s320/selodequalidade.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Repassar o selo a 15 blogs e avisar;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Responder as perguntas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nome: Isabell Kida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma música: Yurima - River flows in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humor: bom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma cor: Azul&lt;br /&gt;Uma estação: inverno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como prefere viajar: com a família e amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um seriado:The Vampires Diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frase ou palavra mais dita por você: Aham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que achou do selo: interessante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os indicados são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 -&lt;a href="http://crisorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cris&lt;/a&gt; - Artes da Cris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 -&lt;a href="http://vianilima.blogspot.com/"&gt;Viviane&lt;/a&gt; - Amo Cores&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 -&lt;a href="http://estilo-origamiecia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drih&lt;/a&gt; - Estilo Origami e Cia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 -&lt;a href="http://dobrandoose7e.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ju &lt;/a&gt;- Dobrando o Sete&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 -&lt;a href="http://encantorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lu&lt;/a&gt; -Encanto Origami&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6 -&lt;a href="http://kartelaorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tércio e Karina &lt;/a&gt;- Kartela Origamis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://thathadeoliveira.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thais&lt;/a&gt; -Origamis e Artes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 -&lt;a href="http://rosa-bonecaorigami-rosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rosa&lt;/a&gt; -Boneca origami rosa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9 -&lt;a href="http://bilzenn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brisa&lt;/a&gt; - Bilsen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 -&lt;a href="http://beladobra.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bela&lt;/a&gt; - Bela Dobra&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11 - &lt;a href="http://origamibylu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lúcia&lt;/a&gt; -Origamis folhas de arte &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12 - &lt;a href="http://tuttitustuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tutti &lt;/a&gt;-Tutti Tu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13 -&lt;a href="http://may-origami.blogspot.com/"&gt;May&lt;/a&gt; - May Origamis &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14 -&lt;a href="http://mirellaburity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Myrella&lt;/a&gt; - Tangomorango&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15 -&lt;a href="http://origamidobras.blogspot.com/"&gt; Kátia&lt;/a&gt; -Origamidobras&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-42022544280586344?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/42022544280586344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/selo-de-qualidade.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/42022544280586344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/42022544280586344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/selo-de-qualidade.html' title='Selo de Qualidade'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TTCUS-qTPcI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3yM7GQu0TRY/s72-c/selodequalidade.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4731800565920748241</id><published>2011-01-11T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T15:34:31.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giroscópio'/><title type='text'>Carlos Drummond de Andrade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;As sem razões do amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu te amo porque te amo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não precisas ser amante,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e nem sempre sabes sê-lo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu te amo porque te amo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor é estado de graça&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e com amor não se paga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561073898930588418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TSznP0t0SwI/AAAAAAAAA80/xWQwDuK9ngk/s320/IMG_0875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor é dado de graça,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;é semeado no vento,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;na cachoeira, no elipse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor foge a dicionários&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e a regulamentos vários.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561073897527233810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TSznPvfOzRI/AAAAAAAAA8s/eH3PPYzGaqo/s320/IMG_0873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu te amo porque não amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bastante ou demais a mim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque amor não se troca,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não se conjuga nem se ama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque amor é amor a nada,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feliz e forte em si mesmo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561073885873756114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TSznPEE019I/AAAAAAAAA8k/Kn-Q3EuwitQ/s320/IMG_0871.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor é primo da morte,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e da morte vencedor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por mais que o matem (e matam)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a cada instante de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4731800565920748241?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4731800565920748241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/carlos-drummond-de-andrade.html#comment-form' title='2 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-282624671376374840</id><published>2011-01-09T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T08:19:26.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TSnf1vMVObI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UE1bX7vif04/s1600/IMG_0738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560221329259837874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TSnf1vMVObI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UE1bX7vif04/s320/IMG_0738.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TSnf1WpJgSI/AAAAAAAAA8U/0ZufdUn6K8o/s1600/IMG_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560221322669818146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TSnf1WpJgSI/AAAAAAAAA8U/0ZufdUn6K8o/s320/IMG_0733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-282624671376374840?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/282624671376374840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/282624671376374840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/282624671376374840'/><link 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type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Entao É Natal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então é natal, e o que você fez?&lt;br /&gt;O ano termina, e nasce outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;Então é natal, a festa Cristã.&lt;br /&gt;Do velho e do novo, do amor como um todo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TQ4VKf1OLOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/sE4DtY8mcxE/s1600/IMG_0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552398660682001634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TQ4VKf1OLOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/sE4DtY8mcxE/s320/IMG_0705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Então bom natal, e um ano novo também.&lt;br /&gt;Que seja feliz quem, souber o que é o bem.&lt;br /&gt;Então é natal, pro enfermo e pro são.&lt;br /&gt;Pro rico e pro pobre, num só coração.&lt;br /&gt;Então bom natal, pro branco e pro negro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TQ4VKQDMDwI/AAAAAAAAA8A/sPC49BGgm-I/s1600/IMG_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552398656445615874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TQ4VKQDMDwI/AAAAAAAAA8A/sPC49BGgm-I/s320/IMG_0704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amarelo e vermelho, pra paz afinal.&lt;br /&gt;Então bom natal, e um ano novo também.&lt;br /&gt;Que seja feliz quem, souber o que é o bem.&lt;br /&gt;Então é natal, e o que a gente fez?&lt;br /&gt;O ano termina, e começa outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;E entao é natal, a festa Cristã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TQ4VKJ8FHiI/AAAAAAAAA74/vpbfLv8aj9E/s1600/IMG_0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552398654805188130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TQ4VKJ8FHiI/AAAAAAAAA74/vpbfLv8aj9E/s320/IMG_0703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do velho e do novo, o amor como um todo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então bom natal, e um ano novo também.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que seja feliz quem, souber o que é o bem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harehama, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há quem ama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harehama, ha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então é natal, e o que você fez?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O ano termina, e nasce outra vez.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hiroshima, N&lt;/em&gt;agasaki, Mururoa .&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/444470990491537570-8843969996651173598?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8843969996651173598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8843969996651173598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8843969996651173598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TQ4VKf1OLOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/sE4DtY8mcxE/s72-c/IMG_0705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-6035750549047693484</id><published>2010-11-25T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T06:46:54.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartão de Quilling'/><title type='text'>Cartão de Quilling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De Repente (Vinícius de Morais)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De repente do riso fez-se o pranto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silencioso e branco como a bruma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wkzFSghI/AAAAAAAAA7w/3BUMqlHYbNg/s1600/IMG_0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543491968829653522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wkzFSghI/AAAAAAAAA7w/3BUMqlHYbNg/s320/IMG_0651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E das bocas unidas fez-se a espuma&lt;br /&gt;E das mãos espalmadas fez-se o espanto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wkRtIBoI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3jX-369odss/s1600/IMG_0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543491959869933186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wkRtIBoI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3jX-369odss/s320/IMG_0650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente da calma fez-se o vento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wjtGVVFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/JO56MEi5WNA/s1600/IMG_0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543491950043550802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wjtGVVFI/AAAAAAAAA7g/JO56MEi5WNA/s320/IMG_0649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dos olhos desfez a última chama&lt;br /&gt;E da paixão fez-se o pressentimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wjatvcsI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IFmMcZlPk9E/s1600/IMG_0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543491945108566722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wjatvcsI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IFmMcZlPk9E/s320/IMG_0647.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E do momento imóvel fez-se o drama.&lt;br /&gt;De repente, não mais que de repente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wi4NIlUI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Yc6bGduixig/s1600/IMG_0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543491935844996418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO5wi4NIlUI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Yc6bGduixig/s320/IMG_0646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez-se de triste o que se fez amante&lt;br /&gt;E de sozinho o que se fez contente.&lt;br /&gt;Fez-se do amigo próximo o distante&lt;br /&gt;Fez-se da vida uma aventura errante&lt;br /&gt;De repente, não mais que de repente&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/444470990491537570-6035750549047693484?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/6035750549047693484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO3BC0ZwkNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/_111RkuAhYo/s1600/IMG_0636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543298970533531858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO3BC0ZwkNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/_111RkuAhYo/s320/IMG_0636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO3BCkH99CI/AAAAAAAAA7A/bpQUGlF7gY0/s1600/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543298966163944482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO3BCkH99CI/AAAAAAAAA7A/bpQUGlF7gY0/s320/IMG_0637.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No próximo post vou colocar umas fotos de cartões de Quilling que estou fazendo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4632974001790935403?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4632974001790935403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/ferias.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4632974001790935403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4632974001790935403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/ferias.html' title='Férias'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TO3BC0ZwkNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/_111RkuAhYo/s72-c/IMG_0636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-9008673118913519405</id><published>2010-11-10T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T13:05:26.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Butterfly'/><title type='text'>Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que é o Amor -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maria Rita (Arlindo Cruz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se perguntar o que é o amor pra mim &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei responder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei explicar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas sei que o amor nasceu dentro de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fez renascer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fez despertar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538028451699815442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNsHiPuS9BI/AAAAAAAAA64/RQJkZaPU-tc/s320/IMG_0257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me disseram uma vez &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o danado do amor pode ser fatal &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dor sem ter remédio pra curar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me disseram também &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o amor faz bem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que vence o mal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E até hoje ninguém conseguiu definir &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que é o amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538028443220766306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNsHhwIu7mI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6G9rUEmZWNQ/s320/IMG_0254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando a gente ama brilha mais que o sol &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É muita luz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É emoção&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando a gente ama é o clarão do luar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que vem abençoar o nosso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-9008673118913519405?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/9008673118913519405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9008673118913519405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9008673118913519405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/butterfly.html' title='Butterfly'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNsHiPuS9BI/AAAAAAAAA64/RQJkZaPU-tc/s72-c/IMG_0257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-588137720491822092</id><published>2010-11-08T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T06:07:27.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra'/><title type='text'>Electra Roxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amor Pra Recomeçar - Frejat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu te desejo não parar tão cedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois toda idade tem prazer e medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E com os que erram feio e bastante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que você consiga ser tolerante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando você ficar triste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que seja por um dia, e não o ano inteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que você descubra que rir é bom,mas que rir de tudo é desespero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179170055794178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNgDHjDeLgI/AAAAAAAAA6o/cMPleUHleL8/s320/IMG_0252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo que você tenha a quem amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E quando estiver bem cansado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda, exista amor pra recomeçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra recomeçarEu te desejo, muitos amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas que em um você possa confiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que tenha até inimigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra você não deixar de duvidar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando você ficar triste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que seja por um dia, e não o ano inteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que você descubra que rir é bom,mas que rir de tudo é desespero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo que você tenha quem amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E quando estiver bem cansado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda, exista amor pra recomeçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra recomeçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179172428283730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNgDHr5Hf1I/AAAAAAAAA6g/148UcYeRjN8/s320/IMG_0250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu desejo que você ganhe dinheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois é preciso viver também&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que você diga a ele, pelo menos uma vez, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem é mesmo o dono de quem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo que você tenha a quem amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E quando estiver bem cansado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda, exista amor pra recomeçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra recomeçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra recomeçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-588137720491822092?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/588137720491822092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/electra-roxo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/588137720491822092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/588137720491822092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/electra-roxo.html' title='Electra Roxo'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNgDHjDeLgI/AAAAAAAAA6o/cMPleUHleL8/s72-c/IMG_0252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8821288479801813260</id><published>2010-11-03T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T05:02:29.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnaval 2011 - Unidos de Vila Maria'/><title type='text'>Carnaval 2011 - Enredo Unidos de Vila Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNFO1dqOw2I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZlN5KNIrG-Y/s1600/pavilhao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535292097416840034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNFO1dqOw2I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZlN5KNIrG-Y/s320/pavilhao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEATRO AMAZONAS - MANAUS EM CENA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autores: Alemão do Pandeiro, Cloude Centenaro, Ricardo Gutierrez, Marcelo Lima, Anderson Souza, Kevyn Rodrigues e Wally Santos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VAI BRILHAR NO PALCO DO SAMBA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEU PAVILHÃO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A VILA MARIA ENTRA EM CENA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEATRO AMAZONAS, CENÁRIO DA INSPIRAÇÃO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ABREM-SE AS CORTINAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O SHOW VAI COMEÇAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TERRA ABENÇOADA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DA SERINGUEIRA VEIO A FORÇA DO LUGAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MANAUS, DA NOBREZA E DA PROSPERIDADE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DE UM SONHO FEZ REALIDADE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A NOSSA "PARIS TROPICAL"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GANHOU UM NOVO TEMPLIO, DA CULTURA MUNDIAL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARQUITETURA EUROPÉIA EM MEIO A NATUREZA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UM CÉU ONDE RELUZEM AS ESTRELAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIR BAILARINA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A ÓPERA VAI TE EMOCIONAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A ORQUESTRA NA REGÊNCIA DO MAESTRO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FAZ A PLATÉIA DELIRAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TENORES DANDO VIDA ÀS CANÇÕES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;POETAS, ENCANTANDO MULTIDÕES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;APESAR DA VENTANIA, A LUZ NÃO SE APAGOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;REAL OU ILUSÃO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OBRAS DA IMAGINAÇÃO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RESSURGIU COM LINDOS FESTIVAIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARTISTA GENIAIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AO MUNDO BAILA UM FILHO DESTE CHÃO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A PRÓXIMA ÃTRAÇÃO AGUARDE PARA VER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MANAUS EM CARTAZ, DE BRAÇOS ABERTOS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRA VOCÊ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VAI BRILHAR NO PALCO DO SAMBA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEU PAVILHÃO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A VILA MARIA ENTRA EM CENA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEATRO AMAZONAS, CENÁRIOS DA INSPIRAÇÃO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-8821288479801813260?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8821288479801813260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/carnaval-2011-enredo-unidos-de-vila.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8821288479801813260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8821288479801813260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/11/carnaval-2011-enredo-unidos-de-vila.html' title='Carnaval 2011 - Enredo Unidos de Vila Maria'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TNFO1dqOw2I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZlN5KNIrG-Y/s72-c/pavilhao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-352051748025437559</id><published>2010-10-17T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T10:54:54.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bromélias'/><title type='text'>Bromélias</title><content type='html'>OI gente tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passei aqui pra deixar as fotos do Kusudama Bromélias - criado pela &lt;a href="http://diagramascia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Isa Klein&lt;/a&gt; que fez um post (&lt;a href="http://diagramascia.blogspot.com/2010/10/vamos-comemorar_11.html"&gt;http://diagramascia.blogspot.com/2010/10/vamos-comemorar_11.html&lt;/a&gt;.) comemorativo, e um pequeno "concurso" - segue o meu Bromélias:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529074114824289202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TLs3nPbou7I/AAAAAAAAA6I/5bABzdGWI4s/s320/IMG_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529074085772716226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TLs3ljNM6MI/AAAAAAAAA5w/jQk67Gv1P4U/s320/IMG_0199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529074089588933522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TLs3lxbDw5I/AAAAAAAAA6A/SmIsJwfKDhU/s320/IMG_0210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529074090994246754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TLs3l2qHJGI/AAAAAAAAA54/L8YuEnn_Vpg/s320/IMG_0205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-352051748025437559?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/352051748025437559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/10/bromelias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/352051748025437559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/352051748025437559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/10/bromelias.html' title='Bromélias'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TLs3nPbou7I/AAAAAAAAA6I/5bABzdGWI4s/s72-c/IMG_0209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4576436589910603208</id><published>2010-10-08T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:57:52.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prêmio Sorteio'/><title type='text'>Marcadores</title><content type='html'>Oi pessoas, tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passei aqui rapidinho pra postar os marcadores que a &lt;a href="http://yuritoyuki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yumi&lt;/a&gt; sorteou no blog dela, e eu ganhei dois!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TK9g2HMS1GI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qS85OA5lCSI/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525741750566704226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TK9g2HMS1GI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qS85OA5lCSI/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yumi Obrigada!!! São Lindos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4576436589910603208?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4576436589910603208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/10/marcadores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4576436589910603208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4576436589910603208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/10/marcadores.html' title='Marcadores'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TK9g2HMS1GI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qS85OA5lCSI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1110503660977085795</id><published>2010-10-01T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:51:09.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Butterfly'/><title type='text'>Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TKaBWHRqVmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0hCTDIqirFw/s1600/63305_1534071664374_1012277271_31521875_3622049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523244209926723170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TKaBWHRqVmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0hCTDIqirFw/s320/63305_1534071664374_1012277271_31521875_3622049_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lenine - Paciência&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo quando tudo pede um pouco mais de calma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até quando o corpo pede um pouco mais de alma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida não para&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enquanto o tempo acelera e pede pressa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu me recuso faço hora vou na valsa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida é tão rara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enquanto todo mundo espera a cura do mal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a loucura finge que isso tudo é normal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu finjo ter paciência&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O mundo vai girando cada vez mais veloz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A gente espera do mundo e o mundo espera de nós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um pouco mais de paciência &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que é o tempo que lhe falta pra perceber &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que temos esse tempo pra perder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quem quer saber &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida é tão rara (Tão rara)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo quando tudo pede um pouco mais de calma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até quando o corpo pede um pouco mais de alma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei, a vida não para (a vida não para não)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que é tempo que me falta pra perceber&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que temos esse tempo pra perder &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quem quer saber &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida é tão rara (tão rara)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo quando tudo pede um pouco mais de calma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Até quando o corpo pede um pouco mais de alma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei,a vida não para (a vida não para não... a vida não para)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1110503660977085795?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1110503660977085795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/10/butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1110503660977085795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1110503660977085795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/10/butterfly.html' title='Butterfly'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TKaBWHRqVmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0hCTDIqirFw/s72-c/63305_1534071664374_1012277271_31521875_3622049_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2306763280687519125</id><published>2010-09-19T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T12:06:30.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phu Tran Rose'/><title type='text'>Tentativa de Phu Tran Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A Phu Tran Rose, é uma variação da Rosa Kawasaki ... achei bem mais complicada, e o resultado não saiu muito bom! Mas como é a primeira até vai, vou aperfeiçoando, usei um papel que não é muito adequado para o tipo de origami, ele acabou rasgando em um local .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LINDA ROSA (MARIA GADÚ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pior que o melhor de dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Melhor do que sofrer depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Se é isso que me tem ao certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A moça de sorriso aberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ingênua de vestido assusta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afasta-me do ego imposto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ouvinte claro, brilho no rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Abandonada por falta de gosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Agora sei não mais reclama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pois dores são incapazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E pobres desses rapazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Que tentam lhe fazer feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518700863514787010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJZdMi9wvMI/AAAAAAAAA5A/myTP5VPhXPg/s320/IMG_0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Escolha feita, inconsciente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;De coração não mais roubado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Homem feliz, mulher carente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A linda rosa perdeu pro cravo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518700903955071330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJZdO5negWI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/h6N8EQ8hFIY/s320/IMG_0130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pior que o melhor de dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Melhor do que sofrer depois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Se é isso que me tem o certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A moça de sorriso aberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ingênua de vestido assusta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Afasta-me do ego imposto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ouvinte claro, brilho no rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Abandonada por falta de gosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Agora sei não mais reclama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pois dores são incapazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E pobres desses rapazes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Que tentam lhe fazer feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518700892439831778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJZdOOuB5OI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/bLbuz1gzADc/s320/IMG_0128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Escolha feita, inconsciente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;De coração não mais roubado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Homem feliz, mulher carente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A linda rosa perdeu pro cravo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518700872858933202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJZdNFxlF9I/AAAAAAAAA5I/enrJLOIfHUE/s320/IMG_0125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homem feliz, mulher carente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A linda rosa perdeu pro cravo !&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/444470990491537570-2306763280687519125?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2306763280687519125/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/tentativa-de-phu-tran-rose.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2306763280687519125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2306763280687519125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/tentativa-de-phu-tran-rose.html' title='Tentativa de Phu Tran Rose'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJZdMi9wvMI/AAAAAAAAA5A/myTP5VPhXPg/s72-c/IMG_0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-504977632897996093</id><published>2010-09-18T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:46:52.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tomoko Fuse'/><title type='text'>Tomoko Fuse</title><content type='html'>Pessoas queridas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo bem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este kusudama simples, eu não sei o nome, peguei seu diagrama de um livro da Tomoko Fuse ... se alguém por ai souber o nome me fale rs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518249176639388258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJTCY6OuumI/AAAAAAAAA4w/8cjX-6MhHxg/s320/IMG_0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518249183571028466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJTCZUDXKfI/AAAAAAAAA44/t0yhCnkXATk/s320/IMG_0104.jpg" /&gt;Ele forma um cubo e é bem fácil de montar ... quem quiser o diagrama me mande um email, ou deixe um recado que eu envio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-504977632897996093?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/504977632897996093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/tomoko-fuse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/504977632897996093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/504977632897996093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/tomoko-fuse.html' title='Tomoko Fuse'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJTCY6OuumI/AAAAAAAAA4w/8cjX-6MhHxg/s72-c/IMG_0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-520245035695488530</id><published>2010-09-14T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T19:08:20.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sparaxis'/><title type='text'>Sparaxis</title><content type='html'>Oi galera, tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este final de semana foi produtivo, consegui tirar umas fotos descentes pra postar aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este Kusudama se chama SPARAXIS, vi ele outro dia no blog da &lt;a href="http://origamila.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mila&lt;/a&gt;. Este ficou gigantão, por que não calculei direito o tamanho dos papéis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516955497024366002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJApy2HGpbI/AAAAAAAAA4o/zzgmsWhbuGw/s320/IMG_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele forma uma estrela na junção dos módulos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJAm65jIvzI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5w8agmlegs4/s1600/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516952336851320626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJAm65jIvzI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5w8agmlegs4/s320/IMG_0110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ser feito em um papel mais durinho, para ficar firme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJAm6mvMq5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/59OlpqFpkRo/s1600/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516952331801635730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJAm6mvMq5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/59OlpqFpkRo/s320/IMG_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quem quiser o vídeo está &lt;a href="http://kusudama.me/#/Crocus/Sparaxis/spar1"&gt;aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-520245035695488530?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/520245035695488530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/sparaxis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/520245035695488530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/520245035695488530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/sparaxis.html' title='Sparaxis'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TJApy2HGpbI/AAAAAAAAA4o/zzgmsWhbuGw/s72-c/IMG_0109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-240313630855736878</id><published>2010-09-12T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:37:51.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloom'/><title type='text'>Bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIz9vOJDTpI/AAAAAAAAA4I/4tGEkyGgdyc/s1600/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516062631313755794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIz9vOJDTpI/AAAAAAAAA4I/4tGEkyGgdyc/s320/IMG_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516062608168240514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIz9t36uxYI/AAAAAAAAA34/610cjleU-1U/s320/IMG_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIz9unfXpWI/AAAAAAAAA4A/7vo_G98JWfg/s1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516062620938380642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIz9unfXpWI/AAAAAAAAA4A/7vo_G98JWfg/s320/IMG_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-240313630855736878?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/240313630855736878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/bloom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/240313630855736878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/240313630855736878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/bloom.html' title='Bloom'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIz9vOJDTpI/AAAAAAAAA4I/4tGEkyGgdyc/s72-c/IMG_0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2758802262225794288</id><published>2010-09-09T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T07:41:13.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Origami Arquitetônico'/><title type='text'>Origami Arquitetônico</title><content type='html'>Pessoal, tudo bem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ando meio sem tempo para postar minhas últimas criações, mais aproveitei para postar umas imagens que achei navegando pela internet, de ORIGAMI ARQUITETÔNICO, perfeitas ... uma precisão e capricho imensos, fantástico!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514923738075850290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIjx66NhZjI/AAAAAAAAA3w/1a0BFgbYQuQ/s320/Pict0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514923082116730690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIjxUukrj0I/AAAAAAAAA3o/RK1ZICxsqqE/s320/Parthenon26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514923071503373458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TIjxUHCQlJI/AAAAAAAAA3g/1e8DfU2MRN4/s320/miniature-building-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514923067141408546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; 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Sport Clube Corinthians Paulista!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TH690yXEdDI/AAAAAAAAA3A/edLAe2V1IKA/s1600/46123_1500930235859_1012277271_31448248_3035223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512051708517446706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TH690yXEdDI/AAAAAAAAA3A/edLAe2V1IKA/s320/46123_1500930235859_1012277271_31448248_3035223_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grey vestida para comemorar o Centenário do Timão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUCA KFOURI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COLUNISTA DA FOLHA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É sabido, desde que Charles Darwin explicou a Teoria da Evolução, que todos nascemos corintianos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Infelizmente, muitas vezes, até mesmo por um trauma no parto, alguns poucos, que só são muitos quando se juntam, sofrem de um desvio pelos caminhos da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A estes, desde já, o nosso consolo e a nossa superior, centenária compreensão, para não dizer comiseração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sim, porque ser corintiano é ir além de ser ou não ser o primeiro, como já cantou Toquinho. Para o corintiano, como cantou também Gilberto Gil, não importa o plano do destino, cada jogo é o coração que joga.Porque o corintiano tem um time.Isso mesmo: em vez de ser o time que tem uma torcida como todos, em nosso caso é a torcida que tem o time, como definiu o imortal jornalista José Roberto de Aquino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para o corintiano, por sinal, ser campeão é detalhe.Muitas vezes ele vai ao estádio para se curtir, para olhar para a frente, para trás e para o lado e ver tudo como se espelho fosse -e ainda, e tantas vezes, e sempre incrédulo perguntar: como é possível? Como é possível sermos tantos?Como é possível sermos tantos e tão felizes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como é possível sermos tantos, tão felizes e tão apaixonados?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não, o corintiano não quer que ninguém não corintiano, ou, pior, anticorintiano, ou indiferente, o entenda. Ou que tente explicá-lo.E também não perde seu tempo tentando explicar o que é ser corintiano.Porque o corintianismo não se explica, se sente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É um estado de espírito, para quem acredita em espírito, um estado d'alma, para quem acredita em alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É um estado, enfim.Um estado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não este Estado que deveria se chamar Corinthians.Não como esta cidade, que tem como defeito insanável não se chamar Corinthians, porque berço e residência de uma considerável maioria corintiana.O jovem, mas sábio, jornalista Vitor Guedes ensina que torcedor gosta de futebol. Já o corintiano gosta é do Corinthians. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É fato! Corintiano gosta mesmo é do Corinthians. Porque está no sangue, no DNA.Corintiano, maloqueiro e sofredor, graças a Deus, para quem acredita Nele e para quem não acredita também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Católico, apostólico, romano e corintiano, como meu pai dizia ser, embora, na verdade, não fosse nem católico, nem apostólico, nem muito menos romano, botucatuense que era. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era só corintiano, a melhor herança que poderia deixar, além da retidão.Aliás, impossível falar de corintianos e não falar do pai, em nome dele, em honra a ele. Ou você não notou na pesquisa que os corintianos são os que mais seguem o time do pai?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E você acha mesmo que depois disso é preciso explicar o que é ser corintiano?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ora bolas! Pois aqui tem um bando de loucos, loucos por ti, Corinthians!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7341803813071705955?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7341803813071705955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/100-anos-de-glorias-sport-clube.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7341803813071705955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7341803813071705955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/09/100-anos-de-glorias-sport-clube.html' title='100 anos de Glórias! Sport Clube Corinthians Paulista!'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TH690yXEdDI/AAAAAAAAA3A/edLAe2V1IKA/s72-c/46123_1500930235859_1012277271_31448248_3035223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7754061777121495586</id><published>2010-08-25T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:46:25.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Turtle'/><title type='text'>Do lado de cá...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se a vida às vezes da uns dias de segundos cinza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se o tempo tic taca devagar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ponha o teu melhor vestido, brilha teu sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pra cá, vem pra cá...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509512751869956898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THW4qDyxkyI/AAAAAAAAA2o/t_G9UiQJ7p8/s320/IMG_0046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Se a vida muitas vezes só chuvisca, só garoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e tudo não parece funcionar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixe esse problema à toa, pra ficar na boa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vem pra cá...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THW4qv7tJgI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LYWT0yfMTz8/s1600/IMG_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509512763718575618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THW4qv7tJgI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LYWT0yfMTz8/s320/IMG_0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do lado de cá, a vista é bonita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a maré é boa de provar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do lado de cá, eu vivo tranquila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o meu corpo dança sem parar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do lado de cá, tem música, amigos e alguém para amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do lado de cá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A vida é agora, vê se não demora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra recomeçar é so ter vontade de felicidade pra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7754061777121495586?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7754061777121495586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-lado-de-ca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7754061777121495586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7754061777121495586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-lado-de-ca.html' title='Do lado de cá...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THW4qDyxkyI/AAAAAAAAA2o/t_G9UiQJ7p8/s72-c/IMG_0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7354772135514179760</id><published>2010-08-22T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:56:51.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabesque'/><title type='text'>Arabesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THFWCPgzgMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/wuIWypFHNWo/s1600/IMG_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508278415774679234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THFWCPgzgMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/wuIWypFHNWo/s320/IMG_0043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eles dizem que é impossível encontrar o amor, sem perder a razão ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THFWB6n8bPI/AAAAAAAAA2I/5FiOMsadavw/s1600/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508278410167479538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THFWB6n8bPI/AAAAAAAAA2I/5FiOMsadavw/s320/IMG_0044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mas pra quem tem pensamento forte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THFWBdnVU7I/AAAAAAAAA2A/33AyEoFziRs/s1600/IMG_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508278402380288946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THFWBdnVU7I/AAAAAAAAA2A/33AyEoFziRs/s320/IMG_0039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O impossível é só questão de opinião! &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/444470990491537570-7354772135514179760?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7354772135514179760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/arabesque.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7354772135514179760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7354772135514179760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/arabesque.html' title='Arabesque'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/THFWCPgzgMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/wuIWypFHNWo/s72-c/IMG_0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7382187978384005984</id><published>2010-08-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T10:02:29.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crisântemo Leroy'/><title type='text'>Crisântemo Leroy</title><content type='html'>Boa tarde pessoal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que frio não? Vim postar aqui o kusudama Crisantemo Leroy, que provavelmente não vai virar um móbile, tem que ser feito em um papel bem durinho, e eu pra variar, pela segunda vez o fiz em um papel mais mole rs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TGgbQY7quJI/AAAAAAAAA14/SIOeU7iau_8/s1600/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505680512845002898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TGgbQY7quJI/AAAAAAAAA14/SIOeU7iau_8/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TGgbQOTeZaI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GD-moJKtoDw/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505680509992068514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TGgbQOTeZaI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GD-moJKtoDw/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quando eu achar o link do diagrama dele, posto aqui pra vocês!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje tem jogo do meu todo poderoso, vai pra cima deles Timão!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7382187978384005984?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7382187978384005984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/crisantemo-leroy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7382187978384005984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7382187978384005984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/crisantemo-leroy.html' title='Crisântemo Leroy'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TGgbQY7quJI/AAAAAAAAA14/SIOeU7iau_8/s72-c/IMG_0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1651834943989859715</id><published>2010-08-08T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T17:45:30.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra'/><title type='text'>Electra</title><content type='html'>E ai pessoal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como estão? Faz tempo que não venho aqui, tenho bastante coisa pra postar, mais estou sem tempo, essa correria do dia a dia, deixa a gente maluca rs .Depois com mais calma eu entro aqui e faço um post com mais calma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TF9L1qfK3oI/AAAAAAAAA1o/sdSauNc2d-o/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503200654980210306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TF9L1qfK3oI/AAAAAAAAA1o/sdSauNc2d-o/s320/IMG_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TF9L1D_fIAI/AAAAAAAAA1g/BEBN5oJeU_Q/s1600/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503200644646772738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TF9L1D_fIAI/AAAAAAAAA1g/BEBN5oJeU_Q/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELIZ DIA DOS PAIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijosss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1651834943989859715?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1651834943989859715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/electra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1651834943989859715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1651834943989859715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/electra.html' title='Electra'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TF9L1qfK3oI/AAAAAAAAA1o/sdSauNc2d-o/s72-c/IMG_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-508420026238193098</id><published>2010-08-01T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:28:43.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo Sunshine Award'/><title type='text'>Selo Sunshine Award</title><content type='html'>OI gente, passei aqui pra postar o Prêmio que ganhei da Luciana do blog: &lt;a href="http://lucianaorigamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luciana Origami's.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500582274592000770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TFX-b3bdywI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Vterz8XBZdM/s320/selo-premio+sunshine+award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as regras são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regras:&lt;br /&gt;Criar uma postagem sobre o prêmio com o selo;&lt;br /&gt;Criar um link do blog que lhe indicou;&lt;br /&gt;Indicar 12 blogs ao prêmio selo sunshine awards;&lt;br /&gt;Informar aos indicados sobre o prêmio oferecido deixando-lhes uma mensagem no blog;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus indicados:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;a href="http://tibubublog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tibubu Origami;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-&lt;a href="http://papelemflor.blogspot.com/"&gt; Papel em Flor;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://meusorigamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ione - Meus Origamis;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://origamibydanika.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Magia do Origami;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;a href="http://brurigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brurigami;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;a href="http://artesdayone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Artes da Yone;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;a href="http://maoslivres-emanuel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mãos Livres;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;a href="http://haru-origami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Origamis da Harumi;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - &lt;a href="http://amopapel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amo Papel;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- &lt;a href="http://ateliemanoelanunes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ateliê Manoela Nunes;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 - &lt;a href="http://yuritoyuki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yuri to Yuki Origami;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- &lt;a href="http://xandyorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Arte de Dobrar Papel;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-508420026238193098?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/508420026238193098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/selo-sunshine-award.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/508420026238193098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/508420026238193098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/08/selo-sunshine-award.html' title='Selo Sunshine Award'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TFX-b3bdywI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Vterz8XBZdM/s72-c/selo-premio+sunshine+award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8441742619168318233</id><published>2010-07-25T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:27:40.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ostrum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loop'/><title type='text'>Loop e Ostrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEzyaWbm31I/AAAAAAAAA1I/qtoOjjUJeoY/s1600/P1707100016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498035779624427346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEzyaWbm31I/AAAAAAAAA1I/qtoOjjUJeoY/s320/P1707100016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEzyaL3R7sI/AAAAAAAAA1A/CFHjZT6ZtTQ/s1600/P1707100013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498035776787705538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEzyaL3R7sI/AAAAAAAAA1A/CFHjZT6ZtTQ/s320/P1707100013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-8441742619168318233?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8441742619168318233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/loop-e-ostrum.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8441742619168318233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8441742619168318233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/loop-e-ostrum.html' title='Loop e Ostrum'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEzyaWbm31I/AAAAAAAAA1I/qtoOjjUJeoY/s72-c/P1707100016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3647716668664499807</id><published>2010-07-20T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T17:54:14.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Modificado'/><title type='text'>Spring modificado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FELIZ DIA DO AMIGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEZE_Li7vXI/AAAAAAAAA04/uARyzZEAbLc/s1600/P1707100010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496156247474027890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEZE_Li7vXI/AAAAAAAAA04/uARyzZEAbLc/s320/P1707100010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEZE-sa0V0I/AAAAAAAAA0w/l6f6zCujJhw/s1600/P1707100009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496156239118489410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEZE-sa0V0I/AAAAAAAAA0w/l6f6zCujJhw/s320/P1707100009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEZE-FO8Q3I/AAAAAAAAA0o/exG3ms0CMF4/s1600/P1707100008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496156228599694194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEZE-FO8Q3I/AAAAAAAAA0o/exG3ms0CMF4/s320/P1707100008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/444470990491537570-3647716668664499807?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3647716668664499807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/spring-modificado.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3647716668664499807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3647716668664499807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/spring-modificado.html' title='Spring modificado'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEZE_Li7vXI/AAAAAAAAA04/uARyzZEAbLc/s72-c/P1707100010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7865958974599829759</id><published>2010-07-17T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T08:07:31.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra'/><title type='text'>Electra Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"A arte é a forma mais intensa de individualismo que o mundo conhece." (Oscar Wilde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEHDpJAe00I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/kxAEfJqD6ZQ/s1600/P1707100002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494888131928707906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEHDpJAe00I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/kxAEfJqD6ZQ/s320/P1707100002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"A arte alimenta-se de ingenuidades, de imaginações infantis que ultrapassam os limites do conhecimento; é ai que se encontra o seu reino. Toda a ciência do mundo não seria capaz de penetrá-lo." (Loinello Venturi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494888142071340338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEHDpuyrHTI/AAAAAAAAA0g/j0fJWuN6gu4/s320/P1707100004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"A arte é a contemplação: é o prazer do espírito que penetra a natureza e descobre que ela também tem uma alma. É a missão mais sublime do homem, pois é o exercício do pensamento que busca compreender o universo, e fazer com que os outros o compreendam." (Auguste Rodin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEHDoiyDjjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/sMJaso8roBI/s1600/P1707100000.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494888121667653170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEHDoiyDjjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/sMJaso8roBI/s320/P1707100000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijosssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7865958974599829759?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7865958974599829759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/electra-rosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7865958974599829759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7865958974599829759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/electra-rosa.html' title='Electra Rosa'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TEHDpJAe00I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/kxAEfJqD6ZQ/s72-c/P1707100002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-6496776532454266569</id><published>2010-07-15T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T17:25:07.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabesque'/><title type='text'>Arabesque</title><content type='html'>Oi gente!&lt;br /&gt;Muito frio por aqui ... mais pra compensar ontem voltou o meu timão, o que já alegra a semana, a Copa parecia que não acabava nunca.&lt;br /&gt;Mudando de assunto, este Kusudama eu já tinha postado antes, e agora que virou um pendante, posto novamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD-mVgM8erI/AAAAAAAAA0I/kDDKbPYjIZs/s1600/13072010265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494292958766987954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD-mVgM8erI/AAAAAAAAA0I/kDDKbPYjIZs/s320/13072010265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais fuxicos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD-mVOutEZI/AAAAAAAAA0A/eqozHwqajKg/s1600/13072010262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494292954076746130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD-mVOutEZI/AAAAAAAAA0A/eqozHwqajKg/s320/13072010262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beijinhos!&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/444470990491537570-6496776532454266569?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/6496776532454266569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/arabesque.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6496776532454266569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6496776532454266569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/arabesque.html' title='Arabesque'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD-mVgM8erI/AAAAAAAAA0I/kDDKbPYjIZs/s72-c/13072010265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-135057292985036784</id><published>2010-07-13T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:21:04.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherry Blossom Ball'/><title type='text'>Cherry Blossom Ball</title><content type='html'>OI gente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a produção total, este modelo de Kusudama eu nunca tinha feito, acho bonito, mais não gostei com encaixe, não ficou muito perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD0CO9dck8I/AAAAAAAAAz4/qPMs-8JHpsc/s1600/13072010271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493549576501367746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD0CO9dck8I/AAAAAAAAAz4/qPMs-8JHpsc/s320/13072010271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Utulizei para complementar o modelo algumas Rosas Kawasaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD0COtZGuYI/AAAAAAAAAzw/C85wQl2hogQ/s1600/13072010267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493549572188191106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD0COtZGuYI/AAAAAAAAAzw/C85wQl2hogQ/s320/13072010267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O vídeo do Cherry Blossom Ball está &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Kr0Og_HR7Q"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-135057292985036784?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/135057292985036784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/cherry-blossom-ball.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/135057292985036784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/135057292985036784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/cherry-blossom-ball.html' title='Cherry Blossom Ball'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TD0CO9dck8I/AAAAAAAAAz4/qPMs-8JHpsc/s72-c/13072010271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8985171881780170428</id><published>2010-07-12T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:34:08.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Violência e Crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDt76cB6emI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dvsJamIPR8U/s1600/crime_scene_mgmt1_2405-300x300.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493120414395300450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDt76cB6emI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dvsJamIPR8U/s320/crime_scene_mgmt1_2405-300x300.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vem crescendo assustadoramente, todos os dias, o número de notícias violentas na mídia. Ao ligarmos a Telinha pela manhã, somos bombardeados por notícias das mais horrendas e chocantes.&lt;br /&gt;Já virou rotina, escutar sobre crimes que chocaram a população e depois caem no esquecimento. A impunidade faz com que o Brasil viva com medo.&lt;br /&gt;Os crimes são bárbaros, os relatos incertos, as dúvidas grandes, e os criminosos ardilosos e poderosos.&lt;br /&gt;O crime organizado monta seu exército e toma proporções gigantescas num mundo onde o tráfico e crime, encontram apoio para seus atos, é cada vez mais comum, ver pessoas de todas as classes envolvidas ou submissas ao crime. Profissionais formando-se para servir as famosas facções criminosas, dando cada vez mais base para que ele fique impune, advogados, policiais, delegados, que orientam seus “clientes” para a melhor saída.&lt;br /&gt;O povo como fica? Reféns da situação e com medo, tendo que medir cada passo cuidadosamente, para não cair nas garras da violência ... o que definitivamente, se torna impossível.&lt;br /&gt;Nos dias de hoje, até os ídolos de alguns, viram os vilões de uma hora para outra ... falta de uma base familiar? Falta de caráter? De orientação na hora do sucesso? São muitas as hipóteses, as mesmas que não fazem o tempo voltar ... um exemplo agora é o caso do Goleiro Bruno do Flamengo, que de ídolo foi a monstro, uma história que chocou o país todo, não se fala outra coisa, nos jornais, na televisão, em todos os locais, todos tentam entender o que passou na cabeça de uma pessoa que tinha tudo pra dar certo, mais preferiu ir para o outro lado. A população revoltada cerca a delegacia e em coro diz: dinheiro não é tudo! Monstro!&lt;br /&gt;E a frieza do goleiro em pensar na sua possível ida a Copa de 2014, dizendo que este fato o queimaria na convocação.&lt;br /&gt;As especulações são muitas, as provas algumas ... e a dúvida fica ... é quase certa a resposta, mais ficamos novamente reféns das táticas da defensoria, correndo o risco de tudo terminar em pizza novamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos que correr contra o tempo, a violência toma conta do mundo e destrói cada vez mais famílias, precisamos fazer a nossa parte, colaborar para que ninguém fique impune ... confiar na polícia, e seja o que Deus quiser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-8985171881780170428?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8985171881780170428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/violencia-e-crime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8985171881780170428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8985171881780170428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/violencia-e-crime.html' title='Violência e Crime'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDt76cB6emI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dvsJamIPR8U/s72-c/crime_scene_mgmt1_2405-300x300.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8347164623198705609</id><published>2010-07-04T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T17:25:22.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Kusudama Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEk2E06mAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/-JZDoqTh0CY/s1600/P2706100003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209932168566786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEk2E06mAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/-JZDoqTh0CY/s320/P2706100003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; É melhor ser alegre, que ser triste ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEk1w2hhtI/AAAAAAAAAzM/LiOhQP7Y_OY/s1600/P2706100001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209926806603474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEk1w2hhtI/AAAAAAAAAzM/LiOhQP7Y_OY/s320/P2706100001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alegria é a melhor coisa que existe ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEk1WJp6EI/AAAAAAAAAzE/EBnFgADMiS4/s1600/P2706100000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490209919639087170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEk1WJp6EI/AAAAAAAAAzE/EBnFgADMiS4/s320/P2706100000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490211196787247154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEl_r5gSDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/OpXXK97w2F8/s320/kusudamaspringrr6.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/444470990491537570-8347164623198705609?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8347164623198705609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/kusudama-spring.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8347164623198705609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8347164623198705609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/07/kusudama-spring.html' title='Kusudama Spring'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TDEk2E06mAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/-JZDoqTh0CY/s72-c/P2706100003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7527438061322936655</id><published>2010-06-27T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T18:57:42.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonobe Paolo Bascetta'/><title type='text'>Sonobe Paolo Bascetta - Brasileiro</title><content type='html'>Kusudama feito para o concurso um só coração do blog da Isa Klein ...agora posso postar aqui rs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487637772093825698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCgBep2rIqI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ES955h8S-Qk/s320/P0806100006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487637763967349602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCgBeLlK82I/AAAAAAAAAy0/VbqK2S7bruE/s320/P0806100000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7527438061322936655?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7527438061322936655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonobe-paolo-bascetta-brasileiro.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7527438061322936655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7527438061322936655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonobe-paolo-bascetta-brasileiro.html' title='Sonobe Paolo Bascetta - Brasileiro'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCgBep2rIqI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ES955h8S-Qk/s72-c/P0806100006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8918612039119254858</id><published>2010-06-23T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:31:32.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiked Icosahedron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iemanjá'/><title type='text'>Spiked Icosahedron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu povo querido,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ritmo de Copa do Mundo está me deixando louca! Mais vou confessar que eu adoro, é uma época muito legal, todos unidos por um só ideal, sem brigas, torcendo pro mesmo time... também vou confessar que este time não é de me encher os olhos, acho que não só eu como todo mundo, ainda está meio preocupada com a escalação do Dunga, espero que seja somente uma impressão mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Copa é fantástica, o Brasil inteiro se transforma em um só, todos vestidos de verde e amarelo, ansiando pelo próximo jogo. O Brasil para, e todos ficam reunidos em frente as telinhas atentos a cada lance do jogo. Agora aguardemos o jogo de sexta ... Vai lá Brasil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero também parabenizar meus colegas de trabalho pelo seu dia , dia 21 de Junho foi dia do Mídia! Então parabéns para todos, parabéns pra nós!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vamos as dobras, voltei a produção total, só estou sem tempo de postá-las aqui, to sem máquina fotográfica então, to tirando do celular mesmo, sorry pela qualidade gente. Este daqui é um modelo bem simples, o Spiked Icosahedron, fazia tempo que não fazia este.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486114604207716242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCKYKnTiN5I/AAAAAAAAAys/MpitzhmQHdk/s320/18062010252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitei a cor para fazer uma homenagem e tirei junto com a Iemanjá que minha mãe tem aqui .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486114599548656274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCKYKV8umpI/AAAAAAAAAyk/8Y5resKYVFk/s320/18062010249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Neste eu usei alguns fuxicos também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486114593218259890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCKYJ-Xca7I/AAAAAAAAAyc/FpEtBT-jgOM/s320/18062010247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;RAINHA DAS ONDAS, SEREIA DO MAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486114587992358050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCKYJq5ffKI/AAAAAAAAAyU/tppd33Uug4Y/s320/18062010246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pra quem interessar, tem o diagrama aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.br/imgres?imgurl=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3-vYIQXQv0/SinZpf5CCZI/AAAAAAAABdQ/27NPoQySJn4/s320/039.JPG&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://cristianeorigamis.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html&amp;amp;usg=__pj4teMfhSTVN7SNNq15c0ffTQI4=&amp;amp;h=240&amp;amp;w=320&amp;amp;sz=15&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;start=8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=VSw7ihQR3eymWM:&amp;amp;tbnh=89&amp;amp;tbnw=118&amp;amp;prev=/images?q%3Dspiked%2Bicosaedron%26um%3D1%26hl%3Dpt-BR%26sa%3DN%26tbs%3Disch:1" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.google.com.br/imgres?imgurl=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S3-vYIQXQv0/SinZpf5CCZI/AAAAAAAABdQ/27NPoQySJn4/s320/039.JPG&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://cristianeorigamis.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html&amp;amp;usg=__pj4teMfhSTVN7SNNq15c0ffTQI4=&amp;amp;h=240&amp;amp;w=320&amp;amp;sz=15&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;start=8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=VSw7ihQR3eymWM:&amp;amp;tbnh=89&amp;amp;tbnw=118&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dspiked%2Bicosaedron%26um%3D1%26hl%3Dpt-BR%26sa%3DN%26tbs%3Disch:1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-8918612039119254858?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8918612039119254858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/spiked-icosahedron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8918612039119254858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8918612039119254858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/spiked-icosahedron.html' title='Spiked Icosahedron'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TCKYKnTiN5I/AAAAAAAAAys/MpitzhmQHdk/s72-c/18062010252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7535310176305626335</id><published>2010-06-18T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T12:22:14.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenda dos 1000 Tsurus'/><title type='text'>Lenda dos 1000 Tsurus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TBvGmeWWyYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/SdbNWyYQuM8/s1600/0tsuru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484195335537871234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TBvGmeWWyYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/SdbNWyYQuM8/s320/0tsuru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsuru é uma ave, espécie da família dos grous (cegonhas), nativa do Japão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ninguém sabe desde quando existia uma lenda no Japão segundo a qual, aquele que fizesse mil tsurus de origami teria um pedido atendido pelos deuses. Mas essa lenda ficou mundialmente conhecida com a triste história de uma garotinha chamada Sadako Sasaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadako nasceu em Hiroshima e tinha apenas dois anos de idade quando os americanos lançaram a bomba atômica sobre a cidade. Ela vivia distante do epicentro da bomba e juntamente com a mãe e o irmão, saiu ilesa do ataque. Mas consta que durante a fuga, eles foram encharcados pela chuva negra (radioativa) que caiu sobre Hiroshima ao longo daquele dia fatídico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retomando suas vidas após o término da guerra, Sadako e sua família viviam normalmente e ela era uma garota aparentemente saudável até completar doze anos de idade. Em janeiro de 1955, durante uma aula de educação física, Sadako, que adorava corridas, sentiu-se mal, com tonturas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os dias se passaram e novamente o mal estar fez com que ela caísse no chão, sem sentidos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Socorrida e levada a um hospital, depois de alguns dias surgiram marcas escuras em seu corpo e o diagnóstico foi de leucemia, doença que já estava matando outras crianças expostas à bomba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na época a leucemia era até chamada de "doença da bomba atômica". Ela foi internada em fevereiro de 1955, recebendo a previsão de sobrevida de apenas 1 ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em agosto desse mesmo ano, sua melhor amiga, Chizuko Hamamoto foi visitá-la no hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chizuko fez uma dobradura de tsuru e presenteou Sadako, contando-lhe a lenda dos mil tsurus de origami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadako decidiu fazer os mil tsurus, desejando a sua recuperação. Mas a doença avançava rapidamente e Sadako cada vez mais debilitada, prosseguia dobrando lentamente os pássaros, sem mostrar-se zangada e sem entregar-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em dado momento Sadako compreendeu que sua doença era fruto da guerra e mais do que desejar apenas a sua própria cura, ela desejou a paz para toda a humanidade, para que nenhuma criança mais sofresse pelas guerras. Ela disse sobre os tsurus: "Eu escreverei PAZ em suas asas e você voará o mundo inteiro".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por fim, na manhã de 25 de Outubro de 1955, Sadako montou seu último tsuru e faleceu, amparada por sua família. Ela não conseguira completar os mil origamis, fizera 644. Mas seu exemplo tocou profundamente seus colegas de classe e estes dobraram os tsurus que faltavam para que fossem enterrados com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristes e sensibilizados, os colegas decidiram fazer algo por Sadako e por tantas outras crianças. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Formaram uma associação e iniciaram uma campanha para construir um monumento em memória à Sadako e à todas as crianças mortas e feridas pela guerra. Com doações de alunos de cerca de 3100 escolas japonesas e de mais nove países, em 1958, foi erguido em Hiroshima o MONUMENTO DAS CRIANÇAS À PAZ, também conhecido como Torre dos Tsurus, no Parque da Paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O monumento de granito simboliza o Monte Horai, local mitológico, onde os orientais acreditam que vivem os Espíritos. No topo do monte está a jovem Sadako segurando um tsuru em seus braços estendidos. Na base do monumento estão gravadas as seguintes palavras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Este é nosso grito,Esta é nossa oração:,PAZ NO MUNDO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos os anos, milhares e milhares de tsurus de papel colorido são enviados de toda parte do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Japão e do mundo, num gesto de carinho que demonstra também a preocupação das crianças e o poder delas de trabalhar por uma causa justa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certamente foi doloroso para Sadako aceitar a própria morte com apenas doze anos de idade, mas deixou um exemplo para a posteridade, num gesto poderoso de devoção e amor ao próximo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que as crianças do mundo todo desejem pacificamente o mesmo que Sadako: um mundo melhor, sem guerras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fontes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="EstLink" href="http://www.nte-jgs.rct-sc.br/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.nte-jgs.rct-sc.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="EstLink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sadako_Sasaki" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sadako_Sasaki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="EstLink" href="http://www.wiki.answers.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.wiki.answers.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asiashop.com.br/"&gt;http://www.asiashop.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7535310176305626335?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7535310176305626335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/lenda-dos-1000-tsurus.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7535310176305626335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7535310176305626335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/lenda-dos-1000-tsurus.html' title='Lenda dos 1000 Tsurus'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TBvGmeWWyYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/SdbNWyYQuM8/s72-c/0tsuru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3456911570462620436</id><published>2010-06-10T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:09:00.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo Mulheres Fabulosas'/><title type='text'>Selo Mulheres Fabulosas</title><content type='html'>Olá povo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acabei de terminar meu origami para o concurso da Isa Klein, pena que não posso mostrar aqui :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passei aqui pra postar o selinho que ganhei das queridas: &lt;a href="http://lidianeorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lidiane&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://origamiholic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aeris&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://angel-origamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;. Obrigada meninas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481303957259859554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TBGA6G5qtmI/AAAAAAAAAx8/K8QyVhz2lNw/s320/selo_blog_Rainha_Black_Queen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abaixo as regras:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Dizer o que nos deixa feliz e o que nos deixa tristes;&lt;br /&gt;2- Nomear 10 "Mulheres Fabulosas" e oferecer o prêmio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas respostas:&lt;br /&gt;Feliz: Estar com meus amigos e família.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Triste: Preconceito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indicadas:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1- &lt;a href="http://aline-origamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline Origamis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2-&lt;a href="http://dobreaquiorigamis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suênia - Dobre Aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3- &lt;a href="http://artededobrarecia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Noêmia - A Arte de Dobrar e Cia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://marcelo-origamiperfeito.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4- &lt;a href="http://amopapel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ivani - Amo Papel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5- &lt;a href="http://ritadefreitas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rita - Eu Amo Scrap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6- &lt;a href="http://thathadeoliveira.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thais - Origamis e Artes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7- &lt;a href="http://sakuraorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keithy e Heidy - Sakura Origami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8- &lt;a href="http://beladobra.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bela - Bela Dobra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9- &lt;a href="http://origamila.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mila - Origamila&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://falkbrito.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10- &lt;a href="http://origamibysu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Susana - Mãos em Movimento&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OLHA O TAMANHO DA LOUCURA DA GAROTA, ESTE POST FOI REFEITO POIS EU TINHA COLOCADO DOIS HOMENS NA LISTA KKKKKKK, O NOME JÁ DIZ MULHERES FABULOSAS HUAUHAUHA, AAAA PÔ NÃO PODEM SER HOMENS TAMBÉM RS? SORRY MENINOSSSSS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijosss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-3456911570462620436?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3456911570462620436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/selo-mulheres-fabulosas.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3456911570462620436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3456911570462620436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/06/selo-mulheres-fabulosas.html' title='Selo Mulheres Fabulosas'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TBGA6G5qtmI/AAAAAAAAAx8/K8QyVhz2lNw/s72-c/selo_blog_Rainha_Black_Queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-6582113954401713723</id><published>2010-05-23T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:44:15.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Cross'/><title type='text'>Southern Cross</title><content type='html'>Oi para meus leitores abandonados!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É eu sei, nem vou falar muito sobre a minha ausência, mais é que tá fogo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voltando agora do jogo do meu time querido, cansadíssima, e morrendo de sono, mais passei aqui antes pra postar as fotos do Kusudama Southern Cross (acho que esse é o nome), não sei porque eu insisto em usar estes papéis de presente, que eu achei lindo, porém é muito mole, não dá muito certo com a montagem dos Kusudamas .Nunca tinha feito este modelo, mais achei a estrela que ele forma super fofa, ´não sei se eu fiz errado mais tive um trabalhinho pra colar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S_m6Sy-0OII/AAAAAAAAAxs/oiPH7AHGwdY/s1600/23052010157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474611654131202178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S_m6Sy-0OII/AAAAAAAAAxs/oiPH7AHGwdY/s320/23052010157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outra foto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S_m6SgcNE7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/830Fi8Ewlto/s1600/23052010153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474611649154192306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S_m6SgcNE7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/830Fi8Ewlto/s320/23052010153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acho que esse não vai virar um móbile, mais valeu só pra saber o resultado final, vou repetir a dose mais desta vez com um papel mais durinho .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra quem quiser tentar, achei este diagrama em um blog que não lembro o nome agora :(, sorry se for de alguém me manda um recado que coloco o link!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474614837642616690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S_m9MGfFX3I/AAAAAAAAAx0/iqNonyOpHB8/s320/southern+cross.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&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/444470990491537570-6582113954401713723?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/6582113954401713723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/05/southern-cross.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6582113954401713723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6582113954401713723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/05/southern-cross.html' title='Southern Cross'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S_m6Sy-0OII/AAAAAAAAAxs/oiPH7AHGwdY/s72-c/23052010157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3560097066537759046</id><published>2010-05-06T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:09:58.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corinthians'/><title type='text'>EU NUNCA VOU TE ABANDONAR, POR QUE TE AMO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S-Nu4QzTv3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/HPHLoMVr4fQ/s1600/37900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468336285419814770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S-Nu4QzTv3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/HPHLoMVr4fQ/s320/37900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem a nação corinthiana se calou, as lágrimas nos olhos e a decepção estavam estampadas no rosto de todos os torcedores, final de jogo, o árbitro apita,e ao contrário do que muitos temiam e outros "torciam" a torcida simplesmente aplaudiu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que muitos se perguntaram, que torcida louca, ano do centenário, Corinthians lutando cegamente atrás deste título especificamente ... e é assim que eles reagem diante de uma "derrota", uma vitória que nunca teve um gosto tão grande de derrota?Perderam, o sonho acabou, só ano que vem, ano do Cemtenada ... as piadas foram todas, e o mundo parou pra ver a desclassificação do timão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É realmente, quem se pergunta isso, ou diz este tipo de coisa, com certeza não sabe o que é ser Corinthiano, não tem este sentimento ímpar no coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem muitas voltas, resolvi passar aqui no blog hoje, pra dizer à todos:EU NUNCA VOU TE ABANDONAR POR QUE TE AMO! EU SOU CORINTHIANS! Perdendo ou ganhando, está sempre no meu coração, e a gente não desiste não, ano que vem tem mais ... segue também o texto publicado em um &lt;a href="http://www.ricaperrone.com.br/2010/05/grandeza-com-recibo/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; do Rica Perrone que eu recebi, que ilustra bem o acontecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;GRANDEZA COM RECIBO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O Corinthians saiu da Libertadores, de novo. Como sempre, a euforia terminou em casa, diante da torcida, que fez sua parte, encheu a casa e voltou triste. O Corinthians é um time que tradicionalmente perde na Libertadores, é fato.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, como deu pra notar hoje, e de forma que jamais havia visto em toda minha vida, é o time que mais “incomoda” no país.&lt;br /&gt;Palmeirenses, sãopaulinos, santistas, cruzeirenses, atleticanos, gremistas, colorados, até alguns cariocas. Todos torciam pelo Flamengo, outro gigante com alto índice de rejeição, sem a menor cerimônia.&lt;br /&gt;Isso pra muitos é tido como “time odiado”, só.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, ainda assim, é um baita recibo de grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;A festa que fizeram na cidade quando o Flamengo fez o gol parecia um jogo de Copa do Mundo. E isso só acontece com o Corinthians.&lt;br /&gt;Na mesma proporção, não existe. Nem com Palmeiras rebaixado, SPFC eliminado, nada!&lt;br /&gt;É o time que mais incomoda, o que mais causa raiva, e evidentemente o que mais se prova gigante sem ter que mover uma palha.&lt;br /&gt;O Corinthians consegue ser grande pelos seus méritos e, quando não, pela reação dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, no Pacaembu, fez um primeiro tempo fantástico. Sua torcida deu um show, apoiou, encheu a casa, fez festa com o que tinha, já que em SP não entra bandeiras e nem nada.&lt;br /&gt;O time tentou, mas do outro lado tinha outro time. Não existe “perder pra si mesmo”. Isso é raro. E não foi o caso.&lt;br /&gt;Ao final, a temida Fiel não quebrou nada. Aplaudiu, porque viu que houve entrega e esforço. Não deu, como no futebol sempre “não dará” pra um dos lados.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos passarão a semana questionando tudo no Corinthians. Tudo aquilo que não seria questionado se um chute do Love tivesse ido na trave. Não concordo com isso.&lt;br /&gt;Fez ótima campanha, mas pegou um time digno de final logo nas oitavas, ironicamente por incompetencia deste mesmo rival na primeira fase.&lt;br /&gt;Se desmontado, não ganha nada com isso.&lt;br /&gt;Se mantido, o trabalho renderá frutos.&lt;br /&gt;O Corintiano mente pra si mesmo quando diz que “não tá nem ai pra Libertadores”. Como os demais mentem quando dizem “nem ligar pro Corinthians ganhar”.&lt;br /&gt;A vontade do corintiano pelo torneio é tamanha que no dia que acontecer, e acontecerá, veremos a maior festa da história do futebol brasileiro no que diz respeito a um clube. Não tenho dúvida, e quero estar vivo pra ver.&lt;br /&gt;E o medo disso acontecer é tamanho que gera tudo que gerou esta eliminação.&lt;br /&gt;Rivais felizes, corintianos tristes.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é o futebol.&lt;br /&gt;Dormir triste é parte do jogo. Dormir irritado ou revoltado é que não faz parte de nada disso.&lt;br /&gt;Se voltou pra casa apenas triste, tenha certeza: Seu time honrou a camisa.&lt;br /&gt;E isso basta.&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã tem jogo, ano que vem tem mais, e nada vai mudar.&lt;br /&gt;O Corinthians perdeu, está fora, será cobrado e gozado por isso.&lt;br /&gt;Mas que passaram um recibo gigante hoje, passaram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;abs,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RicaPerrone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saudações Corinthianas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-3560097066537759046?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3560097066537759046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-nunca-vou-te-abandonar-por-que-te.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3560097066537759046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3560097066537759046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-nunca-vou-te-abandonar-por-que-te.html' title='EU NUNCA VOU TE ABANDONAR, POR QUE TE AMO!'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S-Nu4QzTv3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/HPHLoMVr4fQ/s72-c/37900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-9176179900727298495</id><published>2010-04-29T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:44:06.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Olá meu povo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu aniversário tá chegando, vou ficar mais velha ... ai será que quando passar , o meu inferno astral vai embora também?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dureza povo, dureza, quem sabe assim também meu time toma vergonha na cara e ganha do Flamengo quarta-feira que vem, acho um presente de aniversário razoável RS. Amo futebol e sou Corinthians até o fim, como digo pros meus amigos “Corinthiana, maloqueira e sofredora ...Graças a Deus”, mais fico meio revoltada com o futebol, quando vejo nós torcedores se descabelando, se desesperando pelo time, e os jogadores que ganham rios de dinheiro, jogando esta bolinha meia boca ....affe ...revolta.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ... a esperança ta viva ainda, vamos que vamos timão, ano do Centenário ... bola pra frente, rumo a vitória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudando de assunto esta semana me empenhei em mais um floral globe da Tomoko Fuse, eu particularmente amo eles, acho um efeito lindo, sempre ficam belos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9o1ThSCnxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/62KQgJEy57o/s1600/29042010102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465739707235344146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9o1ThSCnxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/62KQgJEy57o/s320/29042010102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Desta vez usei as cores amarelo e laranja, nunca fiz muitos desta cor, aproveitei e dobrei alguns módulos do loop e coloquei pra enfeitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9o1TEPQLLI/AAAAAAAAAws/PRpDs67Yf3Y/s1600/29042010104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465739699439021234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9o1TEPQLLI/AAAAAAAAAws/PRpDs67Yf3Y/s320/29042010104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As cores são bem fortes, mais o flash da máquina apaga um pouco, vou ver se consigo tirar umas fotos de dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9o1S6gDOFI/AAAAAAAAAwk/IvZGhmin7n8/s1600/29042010100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465739696825120850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9o1S6gDOFI/AAAAAAAAAwk/IvZGhmin7n8/s320/29042010100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beijos&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/444470990491537570-9176179900727298495?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/9176179900727298495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/ola-meu-povo-meu-aniversario-ta.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9176179900727298495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/9176179900727298495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/ola-meu-povo-meu-aniversario-ta.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9o1ThSCnxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/62KQgJEy57o/s72-c/29042010102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-891023091194637955</id><published>2010-04-24T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T05:07:50.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='São Joreg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ogum'/><title type='text'>São Jorge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9Ld0dcI-3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/IW0qF4fvh0M/s1600/VIVASO~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463673191279426418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9Ld0dcI-3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/IW0qF4fvh0M/s320/VIVASO~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem foi dia de São Jorge, mas como não tive tempo de postar nada, deixei pra hoje rs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;História Catolicismo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em torno do século III D.C., quando Diocleciano era imperador de Roma, havia nos domínios do seu vasto Império um jovem soldado chamado Jorge. Filho de pais cristãos, Jorge aprendeu desde a sua infância a temer a Deus e a crer em Jesus como seu salvador pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nascido na antiga Capadócia, região que atualmente pertence à Turquia, Jorge mudou-se para a Palestina com sua mãe após a morte de seu pai. Lá foi promovido a capitão do exército romano devido a sua dedicação e habilidade - qualidades que levaram o imperador a lhe conferir o título de conde. Com a idade de 23 anos passou a residir na corte imperial em Roma, exercendo altas funções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por essa época, o imperador Diocleciano tinha planos de matar todos os cristãos. No dia marcado para o senado confirmar o decreto imperial, Jorge levantou-se no meio da reunião declarando-se espantado com aquela decisão, e afirmou que os os ídolos adorados nos templos pagãos eram falsos deuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos ficaram atônitos ao ouvirem estas palavras de um membro da suprema corte romana, defendendo com grande ousadia a fé em Jesus Cristo como Senhor e salvador dos homens. Indagado por um cônsul sobre a origem desta ousadia, Jorge prontamente respondeu-lhe que era por causa da VERDADE. O tal cônsul, não satisfeito, quis saber: "O QUE É A VERDADE ?". Jorge respondeu: "A verdade é meu Senhor Jesus Cristo, a quem vós perseguis, e eu sou servo de meu redentor Jesus Cristo, e nele confiado me pus no meio de vós para dar testemunho da verdade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como São Jorge mantinha-se fiel a Jesus, o Imperador tentou fazê-lo desistir da fé torturando-o de vários modos. E, após cada tortura, era levado perante o imperador, que lhe perguntava se renegaria a Jesus para adorar os ídolos. Jorge sempre respondia: "Não, imperador ! Eu sou servo de um Deus vivo ! Somente a Ele eu temerei e adorarei". E Deus, verdadeiramente, honrou a fé de seu servo Jorge, de modo que muitas pessoas passaram a crer e confiar em Jesus por intermédio da pregação daquele jovem soldado romano. Finalmente, Diocleciano, não tendo êxito em seu plano macabro, mandou degolar o jovem e fiel servo de Jesus no dia 23 de abril de 303. Sua sepultura está na Lídia, Cidade de São Jorge, perto de Jerusalém, na Palestina.&lt;br /&gt;A devoção a São Jorge rapidamente tornou-se popular. Seu culto se espalhou pelo Oriente e, por ocasião das Cruzadas, teve grande penetração no Ocidente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdadeiro guerreiro da fé, São Jorge venceu contra Satanás terríveis batalhas, por isso sua imagem mais conhecida é dele montado num cavalo branco, vencendo um grande dragão. Com seu testemunho, este grande santo nos convida a seguirmos Jesus sem renunciar o bom combate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lendas: um horrível dragão saía de vez em quando das profundezas de um lago e se atirava contra os muros da cidade trazendo-lhe a morte com seu mortífero hálito. Para ter afastado tamanho flagelo, as populações do lugar lhe ofereciam jovens vítimas, pegas por sorteio. um dia coube a filha do Rei ser oferecida em comida ao monstro. O Monarca, que nada pôde fazer para evitar esse horrível destino da tenra filhinha, acompanhou-a com lágrimas até às margens do lago. A princesa parecia irremediavelmente destinada a um fim atroz, quando de repente apareceu um corajoso cavaleiro vindo da Capadócia. Era São Jorge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O valente Guerreiro desembainhou a espada e, em pouco tempo reduziu o terrível dragão num manso cordeirinho, que a jovem levou preso numa corrente, até dentro dos muros da cidade, entre a admiração de todos os habitantes que se fechavam em casa, cheios de pavor. O misterioso cavaleiro lhes assegurou, gritando-lhes que tinha vindo, em nome de Cristo, para vencer o dragão. Eles deviam converter-se e ser batizados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datas Marcantes No século XII, a arte, literatura e religiosa popular representam São Jorge, como soldado das cruzadas com manto e armadura com cruz vermelha, nobre um cavalo branco, com lança em punho, vencendo um dragão. São Jorge é o cavaleiro da cruz que derrota o dragão do mal, da dominação e exclusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde o século VI, havia peregrinações ao túmulo de São Jorge em Lídia. Esse santuário foi destruído e reconstruído várias vezes durante a história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santo Estevão, rei da Hungria, reconstruiu esse santuário no século XI. Foram dedicadas numerosas igrejas a São Jorge na Grécia e na Síria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A devoção a São Jorge chegou à Sicília na Itália no século VI. No séc. VII o siciliano Papa Leão II construiu em Roma uma igreja para S. Sebastião e S. Jorge. No séc. VIII, o Papa Zacarias transferiu para essa igreja de Roma a cabeça de S. Jorge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A devoção a São Jorge chegou a Inglaterra no século VIII. No ano de 1101, o exército inglês acampou na Lídia antes de atacar Jerusalém. A Inglaterra tornou-se o país que mais se distinguiu no culto ao mártir São Jorge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 1340, o rei inglês Eduardo III instituiu a Ordem dos cavaleiros de São Jorge.&lt;br /&gt;Foi o Papa Bento XIV (1740-1758) que fez São Jorge, padroeiro da Inglaterra até hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Em 1420, o rei húngaro, Frederico III (1534) evoca-o para lutar contra os turcos.&lt;br /&gt;As Cruzadas Medievais tornaram popular no ocidente a devoção a São Jorge, como guerreiro, padroeiro dos cavaleiros da cruz e das ordens de cavalaria, para libertar todo país dominado e para converter o povo no cristianismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu dia foi colocado no Calendário particular da Igreja, isto é, celebrados nos lugares de sua devoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sr. Cardeal D. Eugenio Sales, assim se pronunciou: "A devoção de São Jorge nos deve levar a Jesus Cristo". Pela palavra do Cardeal Sales sentimos a autenticidade do Culto a São Jorge.&lt;br /&gt;A quem ajuda: é a força de Deus na luta dos excluídos e marginalizados da sociedade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;História Umbanda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta uma lenda que ao chegar a uma aldeia Ogum ficou furioso. Ele falava com as pessoas, mas ninguém o respondia. Isto aconteceu sucessivas vezes, e sempre que se dirigia a um morador da aldeia só tinha silêncio. Ele achou que as pessoas da aldeia estavam zombando dele e num ato de fúria usou seu poder e matou a todos que ele pensava estarem o humilhando.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia ao passar por outra aldeia ele contou a um ancião o ocorrido e este lhe disse que na aldeia por onde Ogum passara as pessoas, naquela época do ano, faziam um voto de silêncio por alguns dias.&lt;br /&gt;Ao saber disso ele ficou enfurecido consigo e envergonhado, jurou proteger os mais fracos e todos aqueles que estivessem sofrendo injustiças, discriminações e qualquer tipo de perseguição injusta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-891023091194637955?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/891023091194637955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/sao-jorge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/891023091194637955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/891023091194637955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/sao-jorge.html' title='São Jorge'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9Ld0dcI-3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/IW0qF4fvh0M/s72-c/VIVASO~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7873440935143556488</id><published>2010-04-22T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:02:22.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floral Globe'/><title type='text'>Mais Floral Globe...</title><content type='html'>Gente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um rigorosooo inverno rs ... eis que apareço novamente rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para uma postagem rápida pra variar ... postar mais um floral globe que fiz (que por sinal, percebi que devem ser feitos com papel beem firme, pois eles ficam frágeis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9DwGa_k9HI/AAAAAAAAAwU/742RrIjhAL0/s1600/P2204100004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463130341116277874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9DwGa_k9HI/AAAAAAAAAwU/742RrIjhAL0/s320/P2204100004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Agora estou trabalhando em outro modelo ... deixando um pouco de lado essa fissura por rosa rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9DwGIxEnnI/AAAAAAAAAwM/iIDIFcDac7E/s1600/P2204100001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463130336223600242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9DwGIxEnnI/AAAAAAAAAwM/iIDIFcDac7E/s320/P2204100001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais um texto que recomendo a leitura:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, compreendi que em qualquer circunstância, eu estava no lugar certo, na hora certa, no momento exato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E então, pude relaxar.Hoje sei que isso tem nome... Auto-estima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, pude perceber que minha angústia, meu sofrimento emocional, não passa de um sinal de que estou indo contra minhas verdades.Hoje sei que isso é...Autenticidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, parei de desejar que a minha vida fosse diferente e comecei a ver que tudo o que acontece contribui para o meu crescimento.Hoje chamo isso de... Amadurecimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, comecei a perceber como é ofensivo tentar forçar alguma situação ou alguém apenas para realizar aquilo que desejo, mesmo sabendo que não é o momento ou a pessoa não está preparada, inclusive eu mesmo.Hoje sei que o nome disso é... Respeito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade comecei a me livrar de tudo que não fosse saudável... Pessoas, tarefas, tudo e qualquer coisa que me pusesse para baixo. De início minha razão chamou essa atitude de egoísmo.Hoje sei que se chama... Amor-próprio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, deixei de temer o meu tempo livre e desisti de fazer grandes planos, abandonei os projetos megalômanos de futuro.Hoje faço o que acho certo, o que gosto, quando quero e no meu próprio ritmo.Hoje sei que isso é... Simplicidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, desisti de querer sempre ter razão e, com isso, errei muitas menos vezes.Hoje descobri a... Humildade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, desisti de ficar revivendo o passado e de preocupar com o futuro. Agora, me mantenho no presente, que é onde a vida acontece.Hoje vivo um dia de cada vez. Isso é... Plenitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando me amei de verdade, percebi que minha mente pode me atormentar e me decepcionar. Mas quando a coloco a serviço do meu coração, ela se torna uma grande e valiosa aliada.Tudo isso é... Saber viver!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charles Chaplin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super beijos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7873440935143556488?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7873440935143556488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/mais-floral-globe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7873440935143556488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7873440935143556488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/mais-floral-globe.html' title='Mais Floral Globe...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S9DwGa_k9HI/AAAAAAAAAwU/742RrIjhAL0/s72-c/P2204100004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7280895426042227285</id><published>2010-04-11T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:50:23.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anel de Compostela'/><title type='text'>Encomenda...</title><content type='html'>Oi gente como vão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou aqui em primeira mão mostrando pra vocês o que fiz com as dobrinhas do outro post, esta foi minha segunda encomenda, e espero que a compradora fique feliz com o resultado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S8JeE1yy92I/AAAAAAAAAvs/8rKY4zFggz0/s1600/P0304100004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459029135579084642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S8JeE1yy92I/AAAAAAAAAvs/8rKY4zFggz0/s320/P0304100004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S8JeEk2FDNI/AAAAAAAAAvk/OqTOL7OxEpc/s1600/P0304100001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459029131029449938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S8JeEk2FDNI/AAAAAAAAAvk/OqTOL7OxEpc/s320/P0304100001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post de hoje rapidinho ... to desfazendo malas de viajem e mooorta de cansaço ... esta semana trago novidades para o blog, vou botar a mão na massa para trazer mais dobrinhas pra cá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra quem quiser segue o diagrama destes anéis aqui:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459031187082843106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S8Jf8QPaE-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/OENTyaP5SR0/s320/Compostela+3D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijossss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-7280895426042227285?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7280895426042227285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/encomenda.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7280895426042227285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7280895426042227285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/encomenda.html' title='Encomenda...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S8JeE1yy92I/AAAAAAAAAvs/8rKY4zFggz0/s72-c/P0304100004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8654503841137333310</id><published>2010-04-02T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:50:16.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anel de Compostela'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oi gente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como vocês estão ...?Primeiramente FELIZ PÁSCOA!!!&lt;br /&gt;É eu sei, estou em falta com o blog, mais é que minha vida publicitária tem me tomado um grande tempo .&lt;br /&gt;Para não falar que não tenho dobrado nada, estou fazendo estes anéis de compostela que virarão um móbile multicolorido para uma pessoa que encomendou ... estou trabalhando em algumas caixinhas também, mais pra frente coloco fotos pra vocês...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S7aoM-UPcnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/RpWh5n6e0TM/s1600/P0204100003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455732939445727858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S7aoM-UPcnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/RpWh5n6e0TM/s320/P0204100003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S7aoMv5ifLI/AAAAAAAAAvM/-RDIPum8oQ4/s1600/P0204100000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455732935575633074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S7aoMv5ifLI/AAAAAAAAAvM/-RDIPum8oQ4/s320/P0204100000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje resolvi ir ao cinema, fazia um tempinho que não ia, escolhi o filme Chico Xavier ... e vou dizer , amei! Sempre fui uma completa admiradora do Chico e ver um filme com sua história me deixa muito emocionada e feliz ... indico para quem também for um admirador, e pra quem não for também ... Foi um enviado de Deus ... e o mundo agradece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455733525043857490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S7aovD1tyFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/_EIDKfSX5Zs/s320/filmes_691_Chico+Xavier+2.jpg" /&gt;A gente pode morar numa casa mais ou menos, numa rua mais ou menos, numa cidade mais ou menos, e até ter um governo mais ou menos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A gente pode dormir numa cama mais ou menos, comer um feijão mais ou menos, ter um transporte mais ou menos, e até ser obrigado a acreditar mais ou menos no futuro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A gente pode olhar em volta e sentir que tudo está mais ou menos... TUDO BEM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que a gente não pode mesmo, nunca, de jeito nenhum... é amar mais ou menos, sonhar mais ou menos, ser amigo mais ou menos, namorar mais ou menos, ter fé mais ou menos, e acreditar mais ou menos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senão a gente corre o risco de se tornar uma pessoa mais ou menos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chico Xavier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijosssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-8654503841137333310?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8654503841137333310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/oi-gente-como-voces-estao.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8654503841137333310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8654503841137333310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/04/oi-gente-como-voces-estao.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S7aoM-UPcnI/AAAAAAAAAvU/RpWh5n6e0TM/s72-c/P0204100003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-2809534812036870629</id><published>2010-03-29T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T12:16:05.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/isabellakida" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/isabellakida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-2809534812036870629?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/2809534812036870629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2809534812036870629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/2809534812036870629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4210383398345713329</id><published>2010-03-24T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:18:14.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hora do Planeta'/><title type='text'>A HORA DO PLANETA</title><content type='html'>Pessoal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To na maior correria do mundo, mais não parei com as dobrinhas ... vim aqui por uma boa causa, divulgar a hora do planeta, iniciativa da WWF para demonstrar a preocupação com o aquecimento global:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452404970283609362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S6rVbrFULRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ebcJ9mHYjOA/s320/logo_saiba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No sábado, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;27 de março, entre 20h30 e 21h30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (hora de Brasília), o Brasil participa oficialmente da Hora do Planeta. Das moradias mais simples aos maiores monumentos, as luzes serão apagadas por uma hora, para mostrar aos líderes mundiais nossa preocupação com o aquecimento global.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A Hora do Planeta começou em 2007, apenas em Sidney, na Austrália. Em 2008, 371 cidades participaram. No ano passado, quando o Brasil participou pela primeira vez, o movimento superou todas as expectativas. Centenas de milhões de pessoas em mais de 4 mil cidades de 88 países apagaram as luzes. Monumentos e locais simbólicos, como a Torre Eiffel, o Coliseu e a Times Square, além do Cristo Redentor, o Congresso Nacional e outros ficaram uma hora no escuro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Além disso, artistas, atletas e apresentadores famosos ajudaram voluntariamente na campanha de mobilização.. Em 2010, com a sua participação, vamos fazer uma Hora do Planeta ainda mais fantástica!&lt;br /&gt;Existem diversas formas de participação. A primeira delas é se cadastrar. É bem rápido. O cadastro dos participantes é a principal maneira que temos de avaliar quantas pessoas apagaram as luzes. Os participantes brasileiros serão somados com os de outros países, formando uma grande corrente pelo futuro do planeta. Os nomes das empresas cadastradas vão aparecer na página Quem Já aderiu.O próximo passo é espalhar a mensagem da Hora do Planeta para o maior número possível de pessoas. Convide familiares, amigos, colegas e membros da sua comunidade para participarem também.Se você utiliza as mídias sociais, como &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=54135300" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://twitter.com/home?status=Hora%20do%20planeta%20no%20twitter%20http://www.horadoplaneta.org.br" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.youtube.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://www.horadoplaneta.org.br" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, use essas ferramentas para falar com os seus amigos. Publique as notícias sobre a Hora do Planeta produzidas pelo WWF-Brasil. Dê o link para vídeos e fotos sobre o movimento postados na internet.Saiba o que acontece no mundo inteiro na Hora do Planeta. &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.earthhour.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Clique aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ou acesse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.earthhour.org./" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;www.earthhour.org.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vamos participar galera!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4210383398345713329?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4210383398345713329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/hora-do-planeta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4210383398345713329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4210383398345713329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/hora-do-planeta.html' title='A HORA DO PLANETA'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S6rVbrFULRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ebcJ9mHYjOA/s72-c/logo_saiba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-179488735869892151</id><published>2010-03-16T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:08:04.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agenda de Vaquinhas ...'/><title type='text'>Agenda de Vaquinhas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S6BHWy5P43I/AAAAAAAAAu8/gEBU5xErxKQ/s1600-h/P1403100000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449434006062883698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S6BHWy5P43I/AAAAAAAAAu8/gEBU5xErxKQ/s320/P1403100000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S6BHWrmGfeI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aCpeovAhM-g/s1600-h/P1403100003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449434004103527906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S6BHWrmGfeI/AAAAAAAAAu0/aCpeovAhM-g/s320/P1403100003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-179488735869892151?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/179488735869892151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/agenda-de-vaquinhas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/179488735869892151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/179488735869892151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/agenda-de-vaquinhas.html' title='Agenda de Vaquinhas...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S6BHWy5P43I/AAAAAAAAAu8/gEBU5xErxKQ/s72-c/P1403100000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-7813782054576321503</id><published>2010-03-07T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:39:06.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosa Kawasaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Internacional da Mulher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caule'/><title type='text'>DIA INTERNACIONAL DA MULHER</title><content type='html'>Olá pessoal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã em homenagem ao Dia internacional da mulher, fiz esta pequena lembrancinha para homenagear algumas mulheres que trabalham comigo, espero que elas gostem! (Detalhe para a minha unh, super amarela, fluor kkkk), coloqui também um texto muito legal, de Luíz Fernando Veríssimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445943381725854370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5Pgpt6ouqI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dfvh0cW8Liw/s320/07032010483.jpg" /&gt;Mulheres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certo dia parei para observar as mulheres e só pude concluir uma coisa: elas não são humanas. São espiãs. Espiãs de Deus, disfarçadas entre nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pare para refletir sobre o sexto-sentido.Alguém duvida de que ele exista?E como explicar que ela saiba exatamente qual mulher, entre as presentes, em uma reunião, seja aquela que dá em cima de você?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando ela antecipa que alguém tem algo contra você, que alguém está ficando doente ou que você quer terminar o relacionamento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando ela diz que vai fazer frio e manda você levar um casaco? Rio de Janeiro, 40 graus, você vai pegar um avião pra São Paulo. Só meia-hora de vôo. Ela fala pra você levar um casaco, porque "vai fazer frio". Você não leva. O que acontece?O avião fica preso no tráfego, em terra, por quase duas horas, depois que você já entrou, antes de decolar. O ar condicionado chega a pingar gelo de tanto frio que faz lá dentro!"Leve um sapato extra na mala, querido.Vai que você pisa numa poça..."Se você não levar o "sapato extra", meu amigo, leve dinheiro extra para comprar outro. Pois o seu estará, sem dúvida, molhado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sexto-sentido não faz sentido!É a comunicação direta com Deus!Assim é muito fácil...As mulheres são mães!E preparam, literalmente, gente dentro de si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que Deus confiaria tamanha responsabilidade a um reles mortal?E não satisfeitas em ensinar a vida elas insistem em ensinar a vivê-la, de forma íntegra, oferecendo amor incondicional e disponibilidade integral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fala-se em "praga de mãe", "amor de mãe", "coração de mãe"...Tudo isso é meio mágico...Talvez Ele tenha instalado o dispositivo "coração de mãe" nos "anjos da guarda" de Seus filhos (que, aliás, foram criados à Sua imagem e semelhança).As mulheres choram. Ou vazam? Ou extravazam?Homens também choram, mas é um choro diferente. As lágrimas das mulheres têm um não sei quê que não quer chorar, um não sei quê de fragilidade, um não sei quê de amor, um não sei quê de tempero divino, que tem um efeito devastador sobre os homens...É choro feminino. É choro de mulher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445943385124789458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5Pgp6lAXNI/AAAAAAAAAus/Tb5r6H-vhpU/s320/07032010482.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já viram como as mulheres conversam com os olhos?Elas conseguem pedir uma à outra para mudar de assunto com apenas um olhar.Elas fazem um comentário sarcástico com outro olhar.E apontam uma terceira pessoa com outro olhar.Quantos tipos de olhar existem?Elas conhecem todos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que freqüentam escolas diferentes das que freqüentam os homens!E é com um desses milhões de olhares que elas enfeitiçam os homens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EN-FEI-TI-ÇAM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tem mais! No tocante às profissões, por que se concentram nas áreas de Humanas?Para estudar os homens, é claro!Embora algumas disfarcem e estudem Exatas...Nem mesmo Freud se arriscou a adentrar nessa seara. Ele, que estudou, como poucos, o comportamento humano, disse que a mulher era "um continente obscuro".Quer evidência maior do que essa?Qualquer um que ama se aproxima de Deus.E com as mulheres também é assim.O amor as leva para perto dEle, já que Ele é o próprio amor. Por isso dizem "estar nas nuvens", quando apaixonadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sabido que as mulheres confundem sexo e amor.E isso seria uma falha, se não obrigasse os homens a uma atitude mais sensível e respeitosa com a própria vida.Pena que eles nunca verão as mulheres-anjos que têm ao lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445943372297046690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5PgpKyoiqI/AAAAAAAAAuc/zcAXd-yftDg/s320/07032010480.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com todo esse amor de mãe, esposa e amiga, elas ainda são mulheres a maior parte do tempo.Mas elas são anjos depois do sexo-amor.É nessa hora que elas se sentem o próprio amor encarnado e voltam a ser anjos.E levitam.Algumas até voam.Mas os homens não sabem disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nem poderiam.Porque são tomados por um encantamentoque os faz dormir nessa hora."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.blogger.com/autor/Luis_Fernando_Verissimo/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Luís Fernando Veríssimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARABÉNS À TODAS AS MULHERES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obs: Quem quiser aprender este caule com folhas, aqui está o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://origami.em.blog.br/archives/origami-base-para-a-rosa-kawasaki/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; site &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e o vídeo onde aprendi.&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/444470990491537570-7813782054576321503?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/7813782054576321503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/dia-internacional-da-mulhjer.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7813782054576321503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/7813782054576321503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/dia-internacional-da-mulhjer.html' title='DIA INTERNACIONAL DA MULHER'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5Pgpt6ouqI/AAAAAAAAAuk/dfvh0cW8Liw/s72-c/07032010483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-818000280178832810</id><published>2010-03-04T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:50:32.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Turtle e Espirais'/><title type='text'>Little Turtle + Espirais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444959293315351314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5BhoO6GAxI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/o8wCfmarJSA/s320/28022010468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra você Guardei o Amor - Nando Reis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra você guardei o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nunca soube dar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O amor que tive e vi sem me deixar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentir sem conseguir provarSem entregar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E repartir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra você guardei o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que sempre quis mostrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O amor que vive em mim vem visitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorrir, vem colorir solar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vem esquentar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E permitir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem acolher o que ele tem e traz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem entender o que ele diz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No giz do gesto o jeito pronto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do piscar dos cílios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o convite do silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exibe em cada olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guardei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem ter porque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem por razão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ou coisa outra qualquer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Além de não saber como fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra ter um jeito meu de me mostrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Achei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vendo em você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E explicação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nenhuma isso requer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se o coração bater forte e arder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No fogo o gelo vai queimar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra você guardei o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que aprendi vem dos meus pais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O amor que tive e recebi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E hoje posso dar livre e feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Céu cheiro e ar na cor que arco-íris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Risca ao levitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vou nascer de novo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lápis, edifício, tevere, ponte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desenhar no seu quadril&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meus lábios beijam signos feito sinos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trilho a infância, terço o berço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do seu lar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5BhnxeVTnI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rsduatzDQPs/s1600-h/28022010467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444959285414284914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5BhnxeVTnI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rsduatzDQPs/s320/28022010467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-818000280178832810?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/818000280178832810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-turtle-espirais.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/818000280178832810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/818000280178832810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-turtle-espirais.html' title='Little Turtle + Espirais'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S5BhoO6GAxI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/o8wCfmarJSA/s72-c/28022010468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4067942479406871001</id><published>2010-02-27T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:37:27.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espirais Tomoko Fuse'/><title type='text'>Espirais ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“A vida é como uma espiral e não como uma linha reta. Passado e futuro se encontram em um infinito presente”.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443029955791392210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4mG6AjBjdI/AAAAAAAAAtw/py8IDX87Fq4/s320/P2702100006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A espiral é a essência do mistério da vida. Assim como se centra, ela também para, se encontra, se retorce e, então, desce e sobe novamente em graciosas curvas. O tempo se retorce em torno de si mesmo, trazendo os ecos e vibrações enquanto que os caminhos vivos da espiral passam próximos um do outro. A vida corre por estradas sinuosas, os seres se encontram em determinados pontos de suas caminhadas, se entrelaçam, se afastam, partem, retornam às origens. O ponto de partida também é o ponto de chegada trazendo-nos a questão do retornar sempre, reencontrar-se e se renovar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443029952628516098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4mG50w75QI/AAAAAAAAAto/zs97iZZgRp0/s320/P2702100002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As espirais também circulam dentro de nós, a energia circula em espiral, é onde a matéria e o espírito mais perfeitamente se encontram, e o tempo, por ele mesmo, não existe. Os nativos lembram as diversidades da vida e dos caminhos, e não compreendem o mundo de forma linear, o seguir em frente em uma única direção como se a vida fosse uma linha reta traçada entre um ponto de início e um de término. O destino é sempre ir além. O grande desafio de todo ser, por natureza um guerreiro trilhando as estradas das espirais da vida, é essa busca, é o retorno, é a partida, é caminhar em círculos/ciclos assim como caminha a natureza, pois somos parte dela. É fazer girar a roda do tempo, não nos prendendo em nenhum ponto em específico porque, assim, podemos vislumbrar os mais diversos pontos que compõem a espiral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443029965996237490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4mG6mkDIrI/AAAAAAAAAt4/qJUGWaqNDyc/s320/P2702100010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sobre as formas espiraladas e circulares, Alce Negro, dos Oglala Sioux coloca o seguinte: “Tudo que o poder do mundo faz é feito em círculo. O céu é redondo, e tenho ouvido que a terra é redonda como uma bola, e assim também o são as estrelas. O vento, em sua força máxima, rodopia. Os pássaros fazem seus ninhos em círculos, pois a religião deles é a mesma que a nossa. O sol nasce e desaparece em círculo em sua sucessão, e sempre retornam outra vez ao ponto de partida. A vida do homem é um círculo, que vai da infância até a infância, e assim acontece com tudo que é movido pela força. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443070930658747666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4msLD0rZRI/AAAAAAAAAuA/96sH8d8d1co/s320/P2702100014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para os antigos celtas essa é toda a essência do mistério da vida. O circular, o espiralado. O tempo, uma das triplas linhas tão importantes para o imaginário celta, se retorce em torno de si mesmo. Os astecas achavam que certas flores que tinham em seu centro espirais, eram a alegria do mundo, mostrando o ciclo do sol, quando nasce e se põe, as estações, solstícios, ciclos assim como a vida dos homens. Os orientais falam da kundalini, do fluxo de uma energia em espiral, dos redemoinhos energéticos que perambulam nossos corpos.&lt;br /&gt;Como vórtex de energia, as espirais encontradas em vestígios antigos expressavam um entendimento do cosmos, da energia vibrante, da vida, ou o seu contrário. Tradicionalmente, os ancestrais compreenderam que espirais no sentido horário representavam o nascer, o sol, a vida, o mundo de cima, a transformação pelas experiências exteriores. Para o sentido anti-horário, representavam a lua, a morte, o outro mundo, o mundo de baixo, o mundo dos sonhos e alucinações, intuição, as experiências transformadoras vindas do nosso interior. Para os hindus, o que no nosso mundo terrestre era no sentido anti-horário, para a esquerda, no mundo de baixo, no outro mundo, correspondia ao sentido horário. Hoje sabe-se que esses simbolismos expressam as funções cerebrais, o lado esquerdo do cérebro regula o lado direito de nosso corpo, o lado direito regula o lado esquerdo do corpo. Nem bom, nem mal, apenas diversidades que compõe o universo, uma perfeita simbiose, uma perfeita composição de energias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fonte: saindodamatrix&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/444470990491537570-4067942479406871001?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4067942479406871001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/espirais.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4067942479406871001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4067942479406871001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/espirais.html' title='Espirais ...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4mG6AjBjdI/AAAAAAAAAtw/py8IDX87Fq4/s72-c/P2702100006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4770841273164360759</id><published>2010-02-22T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:54:45.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melhor e-mail do ano.'/><title type='text'>Melhor e-mail do ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oi gente, não costumo repassar e-mails de correntes, ou coisas parecidas, porém tive que reservar um espacinho aqui neste humilde blog, para postar um e-mail que muitos de vocês já devem ter recebido, não é muito novo, mais é sensacional e nos faz refeltir bem sobre nossas vidas, as cenas são fortes, vejam:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você é Infeliz?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441244948267994514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4Mvc5VnDZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/vPnI0x8EWG0/s320/image001.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você reclama do seu salário?Que tal ela?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441244955166722498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MvdTCZScI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/xkb62Qs55v0/s320/image002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você acha que não tem muitos amigos ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441244969762886530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MveJaZE4I/AAAAAAAAAsY/lowct5pB_Oo/s320/image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensa em desistir?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441244978565315074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MveqNDegI/AAAAAAAAAsg/z3iOpNZJgJo/s320/image004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você acha que sofre na vida?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441244988809119714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MvfQXXh-I/AAAAAAAAAso/P5wHk6LUq3Y/s320/image005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reclama do seu sistema de transporte? e o deles?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245237036010818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MvttFRTUI/AAAAAAAAAsw/_T3xg2H8VPY/s320/image006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a sua sociedade é injusta com você, imagine a dela...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245239960288450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4Mvt3-ePMI/AAAAAAAAAs4/AiPNKJJ1IfM/s320/image007.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aproveite a vida como ela é e como ela vem... As coisas são piores para os outros e muito melhores para nós. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Existem muitas coisas na vida que irão surpreender os seus olhos mas poucas coisas irão surpreender o seu coração...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245245861021170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MvuN9URfI/AAAAAAAAAtA/S9JC7LDhu0Q/s320/image008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estudar lhe chateia? A eles não...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245250305957426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MvuehEnjI/AAAAAAAAAtI/u7O1mEENWPk/s320/image009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Odeia verduras? Eles morrem de fome ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245253140523154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4MvupE4qJI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/WzYGdpy6p7k/s320/image010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O carinho de seus pais cansa você? Eles não tem nenhum ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245526876138226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4Mv-k0iqvI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Z1fnNOiM13M/s320/image012.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguém te deu um Adidas ai invés de um Nike? Eles só tem uma marca...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441245534141800098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4Mv-_4z3qI/AAAAAAAAAtg/CiHFOtVGCM0/s320/image013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não está agradecido por uma cama para dormir? Eles gostariam de não acordar! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você ainda está reclamando?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Observe a sua volta e seja agradecido por tudo que você tem nessa vida passageira...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nós somos afortunados, nós temos muito mais do que precisamos para ser feliz... Vamos tentar não alimentar esse ciclo sem fim de consumismo e imoralidade no qual essa sociedade 'moderna e avançada' esquece e ignora os outros dois trilhões de irmãos e irmãs.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4770841273164360759?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4770841273164360759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/melhor-e-mail-do-ano.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4770841273164360759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4770841273164360759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/melhor-e-mail-do-ano.html' title='Melhor e-mail do ano'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S4Mvc5VnDZI/AAAAAAAAAsI/vPnI0x8EWG0/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8574841818556982071</id><published>2010-02-17T13:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T07:53:17.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unidos de Vila Maria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnaval'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Galera,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha Escola querida não ganhou, ficou em sexto lugar :(&lt;br /&gt;Porém parabéns pra Vila Maria!&lt;br /&gt;Bola pra frente, rumo ao Carnaval 2011 rs!!!&lt;br /&gt;Não trouxe dobras, mais sim algumas fotos da concentração, o desfile foi na sexta dia 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala Camaleão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439340391042336114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3xrREyDRXI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Tm2PVE_TjDU/s320/OgAAAEm6jWIpeWiZLS2AlTun07pwTNkjn46xES65jXAkQ7ijt_ROV4JCdAXmaf6KPzzUY6f9brFUa17GBGrZ8AO9s-oAm1T1ULW7Ga83SY_sVWfwXTrUjI8qnr_w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439340889880048850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3xruHGOtNI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Bc_ucvwVfIA/s320/100_2931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439339117191072594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3xqG7UPi1I/AAAAAAAAArg/5IWMMNK-RS0/s320/100_2943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439337660027437618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3xoyG9XAjI/AAAAAAAAArA/Xr7LzXTbBAQ/s320/100_2910.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439335867113001682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3xnJv1P0tI/AAAAAAAAAqY/OP9bUt0w6ik/s320/100_2877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-8574841818556982071?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8574841818556982071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/galera-minha-escola-querida-nao-ganhou.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8574841818556982071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8574841818556982071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/galera-minha-escola-querida-nao-ganhou.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3xrREyDRXI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Tm2PVE_TjDU/s72-c/OgAAAEm6jWIpeWiZLS2AlTun07pwTNkjn46xES65jXAkQ7ijt_ROV4JCdAXmaf6KPzzUY6f9brFUa17GBGrZ8AO9s-oAm1T1ULW7Ga83SY_sVWfwXTrUjI8qnr_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-6686481120175830134</id><published>2010-02-08T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:06:59.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electra'/><title type='text'>Arte ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A arte vence a monotonia das coisas assim como a esperança vence a monotonia dos dias." (Gilbert Keith Chesterton)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3C0uOt0LPI/AAAAAAAAApg/HjAe0lm3fqA/s1600-h/08022010384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436043456553430258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3C0uOt0LPI/AAAAAAAAApg/HjAe0lm3fqA/s320/08022010384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A arte é a mentira que nos permite conhecer a verdade." (Pablo Picasso)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3C0takcWEI/AAAAAAAAApY/oANDQiB0irY/s1600-h/08022010382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436043442555476034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3C0takcWEI/AAAAAAAAApY/oANDQiB0irY/s320/08022010382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A arte é a contemplação: é o prazer do espírito que penetra a natureza e descobre que ela também tem uma alma. É a missão mais sublime do homem, pois é o exercício do pensamento que busca compreender o universo, e fazer com que os outros o compreendam." (Auguste Rodin)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/444470990491537570-6686481120175830134?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/6686481120175830134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/arte.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6686481120175830134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/6686481120175830134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/arte.html' title='Arte ...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S3C0uOt0LPI/AAAAAAAAApg/HjAe0lm3fqA/s72-c/08022010384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-4066174405147802354</id><published>2010-02-03T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:32:14.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unidos de Vila Maria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnaval 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oi gente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To meio relapsa com o blog , é que estou sem muito tempo para as dobrinhas. Estou em ritmo de carnaval, vou desfilar na minha escola de coração, Unidos de Vila Maria, que por sinal e longeeeee demais da minha casa, apenas 50 km, mais está valendo, freqüento há 3 anos a escola e me apaixonei, este será o segundo ano que estarei na avenida, rumo à vitória RS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou postar aqui pra vocês o samba enredo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“A Indústria que manipula o Ferro é a mãe de todas as outras”&lt;br /&gt;Compositores: Marcinho, Minho e Xandão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIM DO CÉU RISCANDO DE LUZ&lt;br /&gt;NUM RARO ESPLENDOR&lt;br /&gt;FONTE ESSENCIAL PRA VIDA&lt;br /&gt;DÁDIVA DO CRIADOR OO&lt;br /&gt;HOJE A VILA FORTE UNIDA&lt;br /&gt;FUNDE O PRECIOSO MINERAL&lt;br /&gt;COM A MAGIA DO CARNAVAL&lt;br /&gt;CRENÇAS LENDAS&lt;br /&gt;JORREI DOS VULCÕES&lt;br /&gt;TO NA LANÇA DO SANTO CAVALEIRO&lt;br /&gt;TAMBÉM FUI SAGRADO&lt;br /&gt;PRA ANTIGAS CIVILIZAÇÕES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUERREEI TANTOS POVOS DOMINEI&lt;br /&gt;A NOBREZA CONQUISTEI&lt;br /&gt;ACENDIA A CHAMA DA SIDERURGIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ASSIM A MODERNIDADE CHEGOU&lt;br /&gt;O VELHO MUNDO ANUNCIOU&lt;br /&gt;A REVOLUÇÃO INDUSTRIAL&lt;br /&gt;NA FERROVIA EU VOU&lt;br /&gt;TRILHANDO AO PROGRESSO&lt;br /&gt;ARQUITETANDO TRANSFORMAÇÕES&lt;br /&gt;ABENÇOADO BRASIL&lt;br /&gt;SOU UM TESOURO EM TEU CHÃO&lt;br /&gt;AFINAL MINHA GRANDEZA É MUNDIAL&lt;br /&gt;O FERRO EM EXPANSÃO&lt;br /&gt;TE LEVA NESSA EMOÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOU FELICIDADE EU SOU&lt;br /&gt;ENERGIA PULSA CORAÇÃO DE AÇO&lt;br /&gt;NO COMPASSO DA VILA MARIA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem se interessar em baixar o samba-enredo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unidosdevilamaria.com.br/noticia26.asp"&gt;http://www.unidosdevilamaria.com.br/noticia26.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E esta é a fantasia que irei desfilar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434209128274298354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S2owaRX5hfI/AAAAAAAAApQ/n2plBZgQ8qQ/s320/ARQUITETURA-DE-FERRO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARQUITETURA DE FERRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na arquitetura ele substituiu a pedra, permitindo a construção de edifícios mais leves , dinâmicos e modernos. O esplendor do Palácio de Cristal, de Londres, demonstra o gênio de seu criador, Joseph Paxton, que recebeu o título de cavaleiro graças a essa obra, cuja ossatura, em ferro, foi inspirada na estrutura orgânica da amazônica Vitória-Régia, que ele cultivava. Esse belo palácio, que na verdade era de ferro e vidro, foi destruído por um incêndio em 1936.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora só pra não ficar tão longe das dobras, segue um Spring que fiz há um tempo atrás!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434209126622368562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S2owaLODEzI/AAAAAAAAApI/6yezE4qaQc8/s320/10012010324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-4066174405147802354?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/4066174405147802354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/oi-gente-to-meio-relapsa-com-o-blog-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4066174405147802354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/4066174405147802354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/02/oi-gente-to-meio-relapsa-com-o-blog-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S2owaRX5hfI/AAAAAAAAApQ/n2plBZgQ8qQ/s72-c/ARQUITETURA-DE-FERRO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1122562798816778840</id><published>2010-01-27T17:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:08:04.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia + selinho'/><title type='text'>Poetando ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aquela menina que tenta&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, sempre ser&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais atenta&lt;br /&gt;Com o que a vida vem lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;Um sopro sereno distante&lt;br /&gt;Invade sua alma agora&lt;br /&gt;Mudando o seu semblante&lt;br /&gt;Levando a tristeza embora&lt;br /&gt;E ela pergunta e logo assunta&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o que e também o porque&lt;br /&gt;Da vida fazer e não nos dizer&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que vemos porém não queremos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela grita aos céus e ninguém responde&lt;br /&gt;E olha para cima procurando aonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um velho sábio passa e lhe vê&lt;br /&gt;Já sentiu na pele o que ela quer dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pobre menina, lhe digo agora&lt;br /&gt;As perguntas sobre a vida nunca vão embora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não perguntemos o que não queremos saber&lt;br /&gt;A vida é assim, sem explicação&lt;br /&gt;Feita pra viver,&lt;br /&gt;Como uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Que segue seu curso&lt;br /&gt;Num belo percurso&lt;br /&gt;Aonde o discurso&lt;br /&gt;É sempre confuso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que todos temem a incerteza&lt;br /&gt;Mais esquecem de ver a beleza&lt;br /&gt;Da vida eu sua sutileza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva a vida&lt;br /&gt;E deixe as feriadas&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça as partidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menina tão bela,&lt;br /&gt;Segue agora&lt;br /&gt;Com uma alegria no rosto&lt;br /&gt;Pensando na vida lá fora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora ela pode ver&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida tem a lhe oferecer&lt;br /&gt;Bem mais que decepções&lt;br /&gt;Ou tristeza nos corações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menina seguiu seu rumo&lt;br /&gt;E pôde dizer para o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Que aceita seu jeito de ser&lt;br /&gt;E vai sobreviver,&lt;br /&gt;Pois o que queria saber&lt;br /&gt;Já deixou de ser importante&lt;br /&gt;E não é tão relevante&lt;br /&gt;Para levar sua vida adiante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi este selinho da &lt;a href="http://criativarteorigami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lidiane&lt;/a&gt;, minha colega de blog rs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S2Dseg0VOVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/s2FgAxOClJU/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431601159558478162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S2Dseg0VOVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/s2FgAxOClJU/s320/image%5B3%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Superior 'Scribbler Award'foi iniciado por The Scholastic Scribe para comemorar seu post nº 200.Para ler mais sobre o Superior 'Scribbler Award' &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html"&gt;Clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Regrinhas'':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada Superior Scribbler deve passar o prêmio para 5 amigos que tenha merecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada Superior Scribler  deve exibir o Prêmio em seu blog e disponibilizar o link no post que explica o Prêmio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada Superior Scribler é convidado a visitar o post que explica a atribuição do Prêmio e adicionar seu nome à lista de link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada Superior Scribler deve colocar essas regras no seu Blog indicados:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://delicatesses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Delicatesses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://papierplie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papier Plié&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amopapel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amo Papel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://paccochatnoir.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chat Noir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amordobrado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amor em Dobras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijossss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1122562798816778840?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1122562798816778840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/poetando.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1122562798816778840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1122562798816778840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/poetando.html' title='Poetando ...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S2Dseg0VOVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/s2FgAxOClJU/s72-c/image%5B3%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-8600131800773557651</id><published>2010-01-21T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:56:13.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPFW'/><title type='text'>SPFW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O dia de hoje foi tenso, quase precisei de um snorkel e um bote salva vidas para sobreviver ... para variar a chuva veio, e como nas últimas vezes devastadora ... leva tudo pelo caminho, e pra variar como todos sabemos, vem as enchentes, os transbordamentos, os acidentes ... A chuva foi tão intensa que deixou a cidade em alerta ... pessoas mergulhadas num trânsito infernal, desciam de seus carros e tratavam de esperar, pois não havia outra coisa a fazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheguei na agência ...sem luz ... um breu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bom acho que não quero ficar aqui falando o que todo mundo viu e presenciou ... então vamos mudar o rumo desta prosa ... agora a noite dei uma passadinha no São Paulo Fashion Week , e não é que as dobras me seguem até por lá ...tirei algumas fotos para compartilhar com vocês, algumas coisas interessantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Este enfeite de mesa feito de papel, com certeza baseado em algum origami...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQHr-rZ8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/YVFa7CyuP6k/s1600-h/P2101100006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429388550022588354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQHr-rZ8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/YVFa7CyuP6k/s320/P2101100006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inclusive as pessoas que trabalhavam nesta parte tinha em seus chapéus, "dobraduras" também&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQHXm01kI/AAAAAAAAAog/j1C1v8phu2A/s1600-h/P2101100012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429388544553834050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQHXm01kI/AAAAAAAAAog/j1C1v8phu2A/s320/P2101100012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basicamente estas coisas foram fotografadas no lounge da OI que abusou no uso de reciclados ... este banco feito com madeira reciclada ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQHQvd38I/AAAAAAAAAoY/yKuu89IU0nE/s1600-h/P2101100011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQGxiaFJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xHhHqE9in2E/s1600-h/P2101100011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429388534334755986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQGxiaFJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/xHhHqE9in2E/s320/P2101100011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é um painel que estava lá, adorei, bem divertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQGnsdJaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/fZtlSVBRu4Q/s1600-h/P2101100004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429388531692545442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQGnsdJaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/fZtlSVBRu4Q/s320/P2101100004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma luminária de caixas de ovo (pelo menos é o que parece rs) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429701217317568514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1osfUa4QAI/AAAAAAAAAow/QkghASOlnzs/s320/P2101100008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijocas cheias de estilo!!! rs&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/444470990491537570-8600131800773557651?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/8600131800773557651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/spfw-poesia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8600131800773557651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/8600131800773557651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/spfw-poesia.html' title='SPFW'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1kQHr-rZ8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/YVFa7CyuP6k/s72-c/P2101100006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-1285304352030211504</id><published>2010-01-18T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:39:54.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dica Aniversário de SP'/><title type='text'>Dica para o Feriado.</title><content type='html'>Olá pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1T90ihxmsI/AAAAAAAAAng/gRx2F90H_tY/s1600-h/P1801100000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428242529951783618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1T90ihxmsI/AAAAAAAAAng/gRx2F90H_tY/s320/P1801100000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esta querida blogueira aqui, fez o favor de começar um Kusudama e não contar se tinha papel suficiente para o fundinho estrelado ... hunf ... já vi que vou ter que logo mais sair à caça desta estampa ... Liberdade que me aguarde rs.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito o Post também para deixar uma dica, neste próximo dia 25, aniversário de nossa ilustríssima São Paulo, que tal entrarmos nesta comemoração a aproveitar o que este dia nos propicia? Então se preparem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cultura.sp.gov.br/portal/site/SEC/menuitem.71b090bd301a70e06d006810ca60c1a0/?vgnextoid=9daf3063b740b110VgnVCM100000ac061c0aRCRD&amp;amp;idNoticia=dc29c49d58146210VgnVCM2000004d03c80a"&gt;http://www.cultura.sp.gov.br/portal/site/SEC/menuitem.71b090bd301a70e06d006810ca60c1a0/?vgnextoid=9daf3063b740b110VgnVCM100000ac061c0aRCRD&amp;amp;idNoticia=dc29c49d58146210VgnVCM2000004d03c80a&lt;/a&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu particularmente já estou traçando meus planos e vocês? Bora gente !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom divertimento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444470990491537570-1285304352030211504?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/1285304352030211504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/dica-para-o-feriado.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1285304352030211504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/1285304352030211504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/dica-para-o-feriado.html' title='Dica para o Feriado.'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S1T90ihxmsI/AAAAAAAAAng/gRx2F90H_tY/s72-c/P1801100000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-3191112880551450845</id><published>2010-01-10T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:45:34.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arabesque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Mais Arnaldo Jabor ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S0qAhanxHaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/4BCvJO8u6gU/s1600-h/10012010334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425290012691340706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S0qAhanxHaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/4BCvJO8u6gU/s320/10012010334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na hora de cantar todo mundo enche o peito nas boates, nos bares, levanta os braços, sorri e dispara: ´eu sou de ninguém, eu sou de todo mundo e todo mundo é meu também´. &lt;div&gt;No entanto, passado o efeito do uísque com energético e dos beijos descompromissados, os adeptos da geração ´tribalista´ se dirigem aos consultórios terapêuticos, ou alugam os ouvidos do amigo mais próximo e reclamam de solidão, ausência de interesse das pessoas, descaso e rejeição. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A maioria não quer ser de ninguém, mas quer que alguém seja seu. Não dá, infelizmente, para ficar somente com a cereja do bolo - beijar de língua, namorar e não ser de ninguém. Para comer a cereja é preciso comer o bolo todo e nele, os ingredientes vão além do descompromisso, como:não receber o famoso telefonema no dia seguinte, não saber se está namorando mesmo depois de sair um mês com a mesma pessoa, não se importar se o outro estiver beijando outra, etc, etc, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desconhece a delícia de assistir a um filme debaixo das cobertas num dia chuvoso comendo pipoca com chocolate quente, o prazer de dormir junto abraçado, roçando os pés sob as cobertas e a troca de cumplicidade, carinho e amor. Namorar é algo que vai muito além das cobranças. É cuidar do outro e ser cuidado por ele, é telefonar só para dizer bom dia, ter uma boa companhia para ir ao cinema de mãos dadas, transar por amor, ter alguém para fazer e receber cafuné, um colo para chorar, uma mão para enxugar lágrimas, enfim, é ter ´alguém para amar´... Somos livres para optarmos! E ser livre não é beijar na boca e não ser de ninguém. É ter coragem, ser autêntico e se permitir viver um sentimento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425290008847070434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S0qAhMTONOI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/7p1HfjNVh1c/s320/10012010330.jpg" /&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/444470990491537570-3191112880551450845?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/3191112880551450845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/mais-arnaldo-jabor.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3191112880551450845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/3191112880551450845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/mais-arnaldo-jabor.html' title='Mais Arnaldo Jabor ...'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S0qAhanxHaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/4BCvJO8u6gU/s72-c/10012010334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444470990491537570.post-496517528531131707</id><published>2010-01-07T17:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:59:10.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agenda'/><title type='text'>Agenda Personalizada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S0aQ0lG4B7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/t1XMxzx56aY/s1600-h/07012010314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424182034202888114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S0aQ0lG4B7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/t1XMxzx56aY/s320/07012010314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O otimista pode acertar ou errar o pessimista já começa errando... "&lt;/strong&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/444470990491537570-496517528531131707?l=quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/feeds/496517528531131707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/agenda-personalizada.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/496517528531131707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444470990491537570/posts/default/496517528531131707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quandosurgeumpensamento.blogspot.com/2010/01/agenda-personalizada.html' title='Agenda Personalizada'/><author><name>Isabella Kida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14473774817214838720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/TS9W8_WDWXI/AAAAAAAAA88/ABwcBZZEEd8/S220/Isabella.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oSUwUlPk9Q/S0aQ0lG4B7I/AAAAAAAAAnA/t1XMxzx56aY/s72-c/07012010314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
