<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:33:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saborear a Vida</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-4767732285957417530</id><published>2008-06-04T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:52:33.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantar é viver...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SEZUmqwQHmI/AAAAAAAAABc/7LhoEmn2RlA/s1600-h/As_promessas%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SEZUmqwQHmI/AAAAAAAAABc/7LhoEmn2RlA/s320/As_promessas%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207943042388991586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SEZUnJqvKHI/AAAAAAAAABk/cSJSD3wUJUw/s1600-h/2cxcdtt%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SEZUnJqvKHI/AAAAAAAAABk/cSJSD3wUJUw/s320/2cxcdtt%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207943050687359090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu cantas, tu sentes. A tua voz transmite aquilo que tu realmente és e pensas. &lt;br /&gt;É quando deixas o medo e a vergonha para trás e expressas tudo aquilo que está dentro de ti para aqueles que te ouvem através de uma simples melodia.&lt;br /&gt;Sentires as notas musicais a percorrerem o teu corpo como o sangue que te dá vida. Viveres essa batida como se tratasse da tua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um o pode fazer, à sua própria maneira. É qualquer coisa única que só quem o faz por paixão pode sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Podes nem saber o que estás a cantar, se está bem ou mal. Mas estás lá e estás a viver esse momento que te vai valer pela vida inteira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É mais do que um sonho, é uma paixão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-4767732285957417530?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/4767732285957417530/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=4767732285957417530' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/4767732285957417530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/4767732285957417530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/06/cantar-viver.html' title='Cantar é viver...'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SEZUmqwQHmI/AAAAAAAAABc/7LhoEmn2RlA/s72-c/As_promessas%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-3507529811691170004</id><published>2008-05-21T01:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T01:28:40.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leona Lewis - Homeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABJZbaevnvE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABJZbaevnvE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-3507529811691170004?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/3507529811691170004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=3507529811691170004' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/3507529811691170004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/3507529811691170004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/05/leona-lewis-homeless.html' title='Leona Lewis - Homeless'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-4484097661205680612</id><published>2008-05-21T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:00:03.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristeza...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SDPZbGMO_TI/AAAAAAAAABE/fLnpB3dW6nY/s1600-h/2usfqtz%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SDPZbGMO_TI/AAAAAAAAABE/fLnpB3dW6nY/s320/2usfqtz%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202741054084676914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SDPZbWMO_UI/AAAAAAAAABM/4KlNMg6yVh8/s1600-h/8227607%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SDPZbWMO_UI/AAAAAAAAABM/4KlNMg6yVh8/s320/8227607%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202741058379644226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É como se nada fosse suficientemente bom para nos dar um sorriso. O único que nos faz sentir realmente "libertos" é chorar, chorar e chorar. É como teres a felicidade mesmo à tua frente, mas quereres sempre enterrá-la o mais fundo possível para que ela não volte e possas ficar rodeado daquela mágoa.&lt;br /&gt;É como estar no meio de um oceano em que cada gota de àgua é uma lágrima derramada. É querer lutar contra essa dor e não conseguir ultrapassá-la, sentir que tudo nos incentiva a fazer o contrário. &lt;br /&gt;É querer sofrer por nós próprios mas, não querer mostrar esse sofrimento aos outros com medo de os magoar.&lt;br /&gt;Chora, só isso te ajuda a ultrapassar esse sofrimento. As lágrimas que deixares cair vão ser menos um peso no meio de tanta angústia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-4484097661205680612?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/4484097661205680612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=4484097661205680612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/4484097661205680612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/4484097661205680612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/05/tristeza.html' title='Tristeza...'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SDPZbGMO_TI/AAAAAAAAABE/fLnpB3dW6nY/s72-c/2usfqtz%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-8731495757264949119</id><published>2008-04-23T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:43:52.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colbie Caillat - Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxzaklMzXII&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxzaklMzXII&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-8731495757264949119?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8731495757264949119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=8731495757264949119' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/8731495757264949119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/8731495757264949119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/colbie-caillat-magic.html' title='Colbie Caillat - Magic'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-6654318057765562336</id><published>2008-04-23T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:39:34.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SA71vaKMJeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xbfTDjbzKAY/s1600-h/amor1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SA71vaKMJeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xbfTDjbzKAY/s320/amor1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192357615229478370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir borbuletas no estomago, é o arrepio que tu sentes pelo corpo inteiro quando vêz as pessoas que amas, é acordares e adormeceres a pensar nele(a), é focares essa pessoa na tua cabeça e não conseguires pensar noutra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;É um sentimento unico, só tu o consegues sentir e vivê-lo à tua própria maneira.&lt;br /&gt;É como o oxigénio, não consegues viver sem ele. Quando o descobres tornas-te dependente dele.&lt;br /&gt;O amor leva-nos onde pertencemos, onde as àguias voam na mais alta das montanhas. Sentes-te como se pairasse sobre o ar. &lt;br /&gt;Sentimo-nos como crianças numa brincadeira que nunca mais tem fim. É não nos preocuparmos com o tempo e com as horas, é apenas sentir o momento. &lt;br /&gt;Não conseguimos parar de sorrir, o amor leva-nos para outro mundo, o mundo da fantasia, aquele onde podemos viver livremente e sem preocupações. Apenas amar e ser amado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-6654318057765562336?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/6654318057765562336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=6654318057765562336' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/6654318057765562336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/6654318057765562336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/amor.html' title='Amor é...'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SA71vaKMJeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xbfTDjbzKAY/s72-c/amor1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-2609024372312073059</id><published>2008-04-16T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:28:06.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere over the rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/10w_sEcHlGs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/10w_sEcHlGs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-2609024372312073059?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/2609024372312073059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=2609024372312073059' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/2609024372312073059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/2609024372312073059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='Somewhere over the rainbow'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-5309451386985164618</id><published>2008-04-16T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:41:18.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SAWz5IaO4FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kbJ_DyQZ1sA/s1600-h/alone%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SAWz5IaO4FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kbJ_DyQZ1sA/s320/alone%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189751939705790546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguma vez imaginaste se estivesses sózinho? Sem a ajuda daqueles que mais necessitas ao pé de ti? É isso a solidão... sentes que não és ninguém, és inútil e incapaz de viver a vida com um brilho nos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Sabes porquê? Porque precisas de um suporte em tudo aquilo que realizas na tua vida! Seja o que for, até mesmo para te ajudar a corrigir os erros, limpar as lágrimas, fazer-te sorrir. &lt;br /&gt;E embora tu penses que és capaz de enfrentar as grandes ondas da vida sózinho, lutar contra as correntes sem ninguém te empurrar e dar força, no final, apercebes-te de que nada vale a pena se não houver ninguém ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Quem é que vai correr contigo de manhã? Quem é que vai apanhar as conchas mais bonitas contigo? Quem é que irá partilhar as suas experiências contigo?&lt;br /&gt;Sem alguém, és um ninguém!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-5309451386985164618?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/5309451386985164618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=5309451386985164618' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/5309451386985164618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/5309451386985164618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/solido.html' title='Solidão!'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/SAWz5IaO4FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kbJ_DyQZ1sA/s72-c/alone%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-8152124058945786291</id><published>2008-04-09T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:53:05.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/In37a-WTjC0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/In37a-WTjC0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-8152124058945786291?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8152124058945786291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=8152124058945786291' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/8152124058945786291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/8152124058945786291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-8339252572003365546</id><published>2008-04-09T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:56:24.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_x65ZmaklI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q0DZOsGqgEc/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187155997367112274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_x65ZmaklI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q0DZOsGqgEc/s320/freedom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É a alegria, a vontade de viver, correr, gritar, sentir sem que ninguém nos impeça. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É como uma invasão de felicidade que nos impulsiona a sentir aquilo que vivemos, e vivê-lo como se fosse a última vez em que tivéssemos opurtunidade para isso. Então não desistimos, porque sabemos que ninguém nos pode tirar o que é nosso, tirar a nossa vontade de viver, a nossa liberdade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só nós podemos viver esse momento, por nós próprios, ninguém o vai sentir por nós... É como um oceano infinito, onde podemos nadar à vontade, até ao fim, sem nos preocuparmos com as consequências.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É correr sem nos importarmos com o que temos ou não, é senti-lo na pele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então, vive-a, nunca a deixes fugir-te por entre os dedos, porque pode ser a última vez que a tens tão perto de ti, a chamar-te para a levares.&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/6775810807658417829-8339252572003365546?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8339252572003365546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=8339252572003365546' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/8339252572003365546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/8339252572003365546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/liberdade.html' title='Liberdade...'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_x65ZmaklI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q0DZOsGqgEc/s72-c/freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-2664991906436351712</id><published>2008-04-09T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:57:58.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_x3n5makkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pYsfKIAS0hQ/s1600-h/medo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187152398184518210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_x3n5makkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pYsfKIAS0hQ/s320/medo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_x225makjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2f4I4botcsA/s1600-h/medo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O medo invade-nos, torna-nos pessoas inseguras, fechadas. Não nos deixa viver...&lt;br /&gt;É como a típica porta dos filmes que costumamos ver, aquela que nos fecha sempre em algum sítio assustador e que nos leva sempre ao medo, seja ele de morrer, cair, até mesmo perder algo ou alguém que nos é importante!&lt;br /&gt;É como se ele nos amarra-se com uma corda, nos afasta-se de tal maneira do mundo, até que no final, ficamos apenas com um pequeno pedaço de vida que já nem se quer sabemos como usar.&lt;br /&gt;É o querer fugir da solidão, até mesmo do amor, porque temos medo que isso nos deite abaixo, nos torne frágeis, então não arriscamos e isso só dá “poderes” ao nosso próprio medo…É ele, é o que todos receamos, conhecemos e tentamos ignorar, é o medo!&lt;/div&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/6775810807658417829-2664991906436351712?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/2664991906436351712/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=2664991906436351712' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/2664991906436351712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/2664991906436351712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/medo.html' title='Medo...'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_x3n5makkI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pYsfKIAS0hQ/s72-c/medo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6775810807658417829.post-2192362749871182780</id><published>2008-04-02T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:44:41.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro sinal . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_NHa5makiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IWUH5vMDalk/s1600-h/sonho%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184566123497689634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_NHa5makiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IWUH5vMDalk/s320/sonho%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queremos começar por nos apresentar antes de falarmos do tema em si. Somos duas estudantes do ensino básico da Escola Secundária Marques Castilho e iniciamos este projecto no âmbito de Àrea de Projecto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com a escolha deste tema pretendemos demonstrar o quanto a vida é maravilhosa e se a vivermos sempre com intensidade, tiramos sempre uma lição que no futuro nos trará um sorriso à cara. Achamos também interessante, por ser uma temática onde podemos transmitir o que sentimos e não o que vemos escrito nos sites de internet e livros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quanto à imagem, para nós simboliza uma importante parte da vida, o carinho e a companhia de alguém que nos ame e a quem ganhámos afecto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esperemos que gostem e leiam com o coração! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6775810807658417829-2192362749871182780?l=saborearavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/feeds/2192362749871182780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6775810807658417829&amp;postID=2192362749871182780' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/2192362749871182780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6775810807658417829/posts/default/2192362749871182780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saborearavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/primeiro-sinal.html' title='Primeiro sinal . . .'/><author><name>M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14632397608243625706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sIE3JsXvfdU/R_NHa5makiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IWUH5vMDalk/s72-c/sonho%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
