<?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-12477613</id><updated>2011-12-13T17:26:14.957Z</updated><title type='text'>**100 asssunTTo**</title><subtitle type='html'>eu e o meu eu... sem que haja assunto neste blog "quase egocentrico"...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4481773246773407857</id><published>2010-07-23T09:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:59:13.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Update de 23/7</title><content type='html'>Acordei cedo e olhei para o meu calendario. O tempo passa a correr. tanto se passou desde a ultima vez que escrevi... &lt;br /&gt;Estou numa fase em que a escrita não flui portanto aceitei o facto e tentei-me dedicar a outras coisas, mais um dos meus planos no qual abraço mil e uma coisas que ficarao irremediavelmente por concluir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda assim, nem tudo são "mágoas" (se é que isso se pode chamar de magoa)!&lt;br /&gt; - Tenho-me agarrado com afinco ao canto e tenho redescoberto o gozo que me dá (assim como a frustração volta e meia... :P bah, faz tudo parte da viagem!!!). &lt;br /&gt; - Tirei a carta de condução...&lt;br /&gt; - Desenho novos contornos para a minha vida&lt;br /&gt; - Londres como passo mas Australia num Horizonte alcançavel (espero)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou seja, ando meio perdida volta e meia mas diria que estou perto de encontrar um rumo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes perco-me num reflexo, na ideia daquilo que nós imaginamos que seria a nossa vida... Dei por mim a vasculhar em textos antigos e encontrei um que se identifica de um modo demasiado perfeito àquilo que sinto por vezes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palhaça, actriz, dançarina,&lt;br /&gt;Presa a um mundo de menina&lt;br /&gt;É muda, mas canta e dança&lt;br /&gt;E seus sonhos todos alcança.&lt;br /&gt;Dir-se-ia fada de contos distantes&lt;br /&gt;Por seu sorriso lembrar poesia&lt;br /&gt;Porem foge ao meu alcançe &lt;br /&gt;por a querer em demasia.&lt;br /&gt;Tento fugir ao seu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Por temer me corromper&lt;br /&gt;Porém sedeio devorar&lt;br /&gt;Aquela inocencia por ceder.&lt;br /&gt;Fujo entao dos olhares complexos&lt;br /&gt;como demonio dos céus&lt;br /&gt;Porém em minh'alma, hoje sem nexo,&lt;br /&gt;Vivo um frio como o breu.&lt;br /&gt;Até que então esta sorri&lt;br /&gt;E a solidão nao tem fim&lt;br /&gt;Quebro então o meu reflexo&lt;br /&gt;E vislumbro aquilo que foram...&lt;br /&gt;Pedaços de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----- EN----- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early and looked at my calendar. Time is always on the run. so much has happened since the last time I wrote ... &lt;br /&gt;I'm at a stage of my life where writing doesn't flow so I decided i would accepted the fact and try to devote myself to other things. However, this might be like another one of my genius plans which embraces a thousand of things that will be inevitably never complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, not all is "bad" (if i can call that bad)...&lt;br /&gt; - I have been clinging hard to singing and I've rediscovered the joy that gives me &lt;br /&gt;(As well as the frustration, now and then...: P bah, it is all part of the trip, isn't it? !!!). &lt;br /&gt; - I took my driving's license ... &lt;br /&gt; - I am designing new paths of my life &lt;br /&gt; - First London, then Australia (in a near near future i hope)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm sort of lost now and then but I would say I'm close to find some direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I lose myself at the idea of a reflectio... the idea of, looking at the past and wondering how we thought our life would be... I found myself digging in old texts and I found that one that clearly identifies what I sometimes feel... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clown, actress, dancer, &lt;br /&gt;Trapped in little girl's world &lt;br /&gt;She's mute, but she sings and dances &lt;br /&gt;And all her dreams she reaches. &lt;br /&gt;would say fairy of distant tales &lt;br /&gt;For her smile reminds of poetry &lt;br /&gt;Yet she elopes of my reach&lt;br /&gt;for i want her so much. &lt;br /&gt;I try to escape her gaze, &lt;br /&gt;Fearing it could corrupt me &lt;br /&gt;However I eager to devour &lt;br /&gt;That innocence by yielding. &lt;br /&gt;Then run away from the complex looks &lt;br /&gt;as demon runs from the skies &lt;br /&gt;But in my soul, today without no sense at all, &lt;br /&gt;the winter remains . &lt;br /&gt;So then she smiles &lt;br /&gt;... Such a neverending loneliness  ...&lt;br /&gt;I break my reflection &lt;br /&gt;And glimpse all that remained... &lt;br /&gt;Pieces of me ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4481773246773407857?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4481773246773407857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4481773246773407857' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4481773246773407857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4481773246773407857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/07/update-de-237.html' title='Update de 23/7'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4644370750939118671</id><published>2010-06-01T11:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:08:08.638+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As palavras silencio,&lt;br /&gt;Apago, rasgo, releio&lt;br /&gt;O raciocinio desvio&lt;br /&gt;porém pela melodia anseio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o medo de errar?&lt;br /&gt;Temer o tempo que passou?&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos à falésia, &lt;br /&gt;Vislumbro o meu mar&lt;br /&gt;Encaro o que sou&lt;br /&gt;E tal qual doce amnésia&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço&lt;br /&gt;e em mim é Primavera&lt;br /&gt;E toda a amargura voou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------- EN -----------&lt;br /&gt;I silence the words &lt;br /&gt;Erase, tear and reread them &lt;br /&gt;Diverting all reasoning &lt;br /&gt;yet yearning for the melody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fear of tripping? &lt;br /&gt;Fearing the time has gone by? &lt;br /&gt;I then close my eyes to the cliff &lt;br /&gt;Behold my sea &lt;br /&gt;and accept who i am &lt;br /&gt;And just as sweet as amnesia &lt;br /&gt;I Forget &lt;br /&gt;and inside of me is spring once again &lt;br /&gt;And all the bitterness flew away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01.06.2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4644370750939118671?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4644370750939118671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4644370750939118671' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4644370750939118671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4644370750939118671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-palavras-silencio-apago-rasgo-releio.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3297323383312675140</id><published>2010-05-13T15:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:23:20.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Olá "Hoje!"</title><content type='html'>Já perdi as contas às vezes que abri este blog e acabei por não escrever nada. Talvez por me faltar palavras, ou mesmo por receio de, assim como por magia, o medo se tranformasse em palavras e eu me deparasse com alguem que nao conheco. Estes tempos aqui em Portugal, para além de mais longos do que o suposto, estã-se a tornar cada vez mais num desafio... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um emprego "faz de conta" e, provavelmente, deveria ir mais longe chamando a isto uma "vida" à la Neverland. Talvez se eu bater as palmas com força o suficiente a vida que vislumbrei para mim apareça como magia... &lt;br /&gt;Talvez se eu mentir o suficiente eu consiga pensar que tudo melhorará. Pergunto-me: Estarei a fugir de um erro fazendo outro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia... Que saudades do tempo em que sonhava com algo que SABIA que ia acontecer. Que saudades daquele sentimento de pertença, de sentir que faço parte de algo... Que saudades de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem tudo são más noticias: este tempo aqui em Portugal fez-me entender que eu amo a minha profissão e que quero melhorar cada vez mais e tornar-me mais activa na sociedade. De certa forma sinto que me encontrei. Posso considerar isto uma vitoria pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao mesmo tempo, a niveis musicais, sinto que deixei a fase de estagnação e que posso estar a chegar a algum lado. Porém, desconheço se chegarei a algum porto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém sinto faltar algo... falto eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------EN -----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello "Today"!&lt;br /&gt;I lost the count of how many times i opened this blog and ended up by writing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i missed the words or probably afraid of by magic, my fear would b be transformed into words and i would stumbled down before someone i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These times in Portugal, besides longer that i would at first assume, is becoming quite of a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a "make belive" job and i should probably go further calling this a "life à la Neverland. Maybe if i clap my hands strong enough can take a glimpse of the life i once idealized for me. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe if i'd lie enough i could actually end up feeling a bit better. So i ask myself: Am i running away from a mistake by making another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia... How i miss those times where i dreamt about something that i KNEW was about to happen. How i miss those feelings of belonging, like i'm part of something. &lt;br /&gt;how i miss that ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not all are bad news: while in Portugal, i came to realize that i love my job as a Physiotherapist and i want to improve and become more active in society. Somehow in this field, i feel like I've found myself. Well, i can always consider this as a personal victory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, in music, i feel like i'm no longer stuck and i might be getting somewhere. Just don't know where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i feel something's missing... Like i'm missing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3297323383312675140?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3297323383312675140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3297323383312675140' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3297323383312675140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3297323383312675140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/05/ola-hoje.html' title='Olá &quot;Hoje!&quot;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6146392649691104046</id><published>2010-04-19T18:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T12:05:04.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Procuro uma voz que oiça no silencio que grito...&lt;br /&gt;Uma mão que acaricie nesta pele que não sente...&lt;br /&gt;Procuro-me no meio da dúvida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo a passo,&lt;br /&gt;sonho a sonho,&lt;br /&gt;sinto o vácuo a crescer,&lt;br /&gt;a imensidão a perecer&lt;br /&gt;e este grito que contenho&lt;br /&gt;esculpe a máscara que mantenho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e, por hoje, entrego-me a esquecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------EN---------------&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a voice in this silence where i scream, &lt;br /&gt;Looking for a hand that caress this skin that does not feel anymore... &lt;br /&gt;Searching for myself in the middle of the doubt ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step &lt;br /&gt;Dream by dream &lt;br /&gt;I feel the void growing, &lt;br /&gt;the wilderness perishing &lt;br /&gt;and this cry that I restrain &lt;br /&gt;sculpts this mask I maintain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for today, I deliver myself to forget...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6146392649691104046?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6146392649691104046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6146392649691104046' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6146392649691104046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6146392649691104046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/04/procuro-uma-voz-que-oica-no-silencio.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5852648379132784708</id><published>2010-03-12T09:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-12T10:10:29.061Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E no descompasso deste compasso sinto-me perder nas voltas das malhas da vida e por um momento quero eu tomar as rédeas desta cavalgada e render-me à tranquilidade de nada ser, nada ouvir, nada sentir. Se sinto o vento na minha cara, a chuva, o sol e a sensação de que estou aqui, sou feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por hoje nada mais quero saber... Só existo eu, aqui. Amanha poderei nem sequer acordar mas a certeza de que vivi fiel a mim mesma ficará. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grito, choro, sinto, vivo. No regrets... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta sou eu, tomem-me por todo ou não me tentem alcançar de todo... Fecho assim mais uma porta da minha vida. Uma nova etapa surge agora: A supremacia do eu sentido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-5852648379132784708?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5852648379132784708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5852648379132784708' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5852648379132784708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5852648379132784708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-no-descompasso-deste-compasso-sinto.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3074158701848461496</id><published>2010-03-02T00:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:07:18.834Z</updated><title type='text'>Desabafos de um fim.... (Julho 2009)</title><content type='html'>(...)Palavras... Eu sou apenas a mão do pintor que vos liga entre as cores da Leviandade e putrefacção dos sentimentos. Preferia não sentir. Preferia nem saber o aroma das palavras, o ópio da poesia ou mesmo a magia da lírica...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calem-se pedaços de inquietude de minh'alma, vislumbrem a plenitude do silêncio e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Deixem-me dormir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3074158701848461496?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3074158701848461496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3074158701848461496' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3074158701848461496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3074158701848461496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/03/desabafos-de-um-fim-julho-2009.html' title='Desabafos de um fim.... (Julho 2009)'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5735406890345836941</id><published>2010-02-27T02:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:53:08.055Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cansei de calar a voz,&lt;br /&gt;a alma, o grito, a solidão,&lt;br /&gt;Que o pecado carnal não apaga&lt;br /&gt;Nao sabendo eu a razão...&lt;br /&gt;Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que o meu querer sentir&lt;br /&gt;Esqueceu o sentimento&lt;br /&gt;E acabou por denegrir&lt;br /&gt;De toda uma vida, o lamento...&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando nas asas de um sonho&lt;br /&gt;E porém não é assim&lt;br /&gt;Que se sente alegria, suponho...&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/12477613-5735406890345836941?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5735406890345836941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5735406890345836941' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5735406890345836941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5735406890345836941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/02/cansei-de-calar-voz-alma-o-grito.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3444431612331465536</id><published>2010-01-06T17:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:08:31.318Z</updated><title type='text'>Delirios de um 1o de Janeiro...</title><content type='html'>Curioso...&lt;br /&gt;De tanto toque perdi a pele&lt;br /&gt;De tanto beijo sequei meus lábios&lt;br /&gt;De tanto amor perdi desejo&lt;br /&gt;E agora desnuda... o que almejo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01/01/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3444431612331465536?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3444431612331465536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3444431612331465536' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3444431612331465536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3444431612331465536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/01/delirios-de-um-1o-de-janeiro.html' title='Delirios de um 1o de Janeiro...'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-9063054977625234506</id><published>2010-01-01T04:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-01T04:22:54.833Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz ano 2010!!</title><content type='html'>FELIZ ANO 2010!!!  Espero que este ano vos traga muitas coisas doces e que encontrem em voces a força de lutar por tudo aquilo que acreditam ou sonham. Se houve uma coisa que a vida me ensinou é que o céu é o limite...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Balanço do ano é positivissimo. Tudo que o meu Murphy me mostrou, serviu um proposito e fez-me crescer como pessoa. Não me arrependo de nada que fiz! Talvez, se pudesse, mudaria algumas coisas mas a verdade é que a vida teve até agora as suas formas de me ensinar portanto, se agora sofro com algo, sei que mais tarde entenderei e aprenderei com isso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 foi um ano de muito confronto, de mudança, de muitos e muitos erros mas acima de tudo, muita aprendizagem... Mais uma vez sinto que as únicas coisas que realmente me arrependo foi daquilo que não fiz: o beijo que não dei, as lagrimas que contive e o sentimento que acabei de certo modo congelar. Sinto-me diferente tal qual pós metamorfose. Sinto algo de errado. Não era suposto haver uma evolução individual num sentido crescente? Quero viver e sentir com a voracidade de uma criança e quero beijar/amar como se fosse nao existisse um amanha mas esta minha metamorfose de Rainha do gelo transformou-me num reflexo tosco de mim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que este meu estado seja apenas equivalente ao da crisálida e aguardo abrir minha asas e abraçar o sonho e meu verdadeiro eu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente quebrar o vidro de indiferença que 2009 me doou e cortar as cordas de medo que me impedem de abrir as asas ao sonho --&gt; Esses são os meus objectivos para 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-9063054977625234506?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/9063054977625234506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=9063054977625234506' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/9063054977625234506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/9063054977625234506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz-ano-2010.html' title='Feliz ano 2010!!'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1131254330136066764</id><published>2009-11-02T00:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:06:28.087Z</updated><title type='text'>Fallen from Jeff Bluckley's "Grace"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2hiHWaDgOo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2hiHWaDgOo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;there's the moon asking to stay&lt;br /&gt;long enough for the clouds to fly me away&lt;br /&gt;well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;my fading voice sings of love,&lt;br /&gt;but she cries to the clicking of time&lt;br /&gt;oh, time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait in the fire...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossivel não ficar aqui a ouvir horas a fio... &lt;3 Não fossem 2 horas da manha e eu ainda escrevia mais qualquer coisa mas deixem-no falar por mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-1131254330136066764?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1131254330136066764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1131254330136066764' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1131254330136066764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1131254330136066764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/11/fallen-from-jeff-bluckleys-grace.html' title='Fallen from Jeff Bluckley&apos;s &quot;Grace&quot;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-9071141493904453675</id><published>2009-10-23T23:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:08:38.329+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um devaneio antes de dormir...</title><content type='html'>Pego no papel e rasgo a memória da tinta em minha mente... Quero, de repente, envolver-me na Via Lactea e alcançar as estrelas... Dormir com as constelações e abraçar o esquecimento... Sou eu, aqui, agora, nua de tudo e de nada. Sem medos... Só e apenas... Eu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormir... Isso sim soa-me a céu. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-9071141493904453675?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/9071141493904453675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=9071141493904453675' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/9071141493904453675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/9071141493904453675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/10/um-devaneio-antes-de-dormir.html' title='Um devaneio antes de dormir...'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-613534476968172854</id><published>2009-10-23T20:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:43:38.028+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Na vida, não existem soluções. Existem forças em marcha: é preciso criá-las e, então, a elas seguem-se as soluções.&lt;br /&gt;ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPÉRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não tenho palavras que possam decorar a minha música do dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nouvelle Vague - In a Matter of Speaking&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n a Manner of speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That I could never forget the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You told me everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;By saying nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZilC3ldN84&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZilC3ldN84&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In a manner of speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How love in silence becomes reprimand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the way that i feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is beyond words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;Oh give me the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;Give me the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;That tell me nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;Ohohohoh give me the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;Give me the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;That tell me everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;In a manner of speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;Semantics won't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;In this life that we live we only make do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;And the way that we feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;Might have to be sacrified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;So in a manner of speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;I just want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;That just like you I should find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;To tell you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;By saying nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" courier="" times="" new=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;" courier="" times="" new=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;" courier="" times="" new=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/12477613-613534476968172854?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/613534476968172854/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=613534476968172854' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/613534476968172854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/613534476968172854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/10/na-vida-nao-existem-solucoes.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-370561918981319258</id><published>2009-10-19T00:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:22:11.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Escrevi o equivalente a provavelmente 1 folha A4 de pensamentos acerca da vertigem e de um sentimento de fatalidade que me tem assombrado as horas mais solitárias... Agarrei nas palavras e deitei fogo ao seu conteúdo. ( bem, no fundo, o que fiz foi um delete lol ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no meio da minha confusão mental penso cada vez mais que o meu pensamento me assombra e que, por vezes, me transformo numa figurante da peça que é a minha vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tive oportunidades... perdi algumas e ganhei outras. O caminho que percorro já não me mostra um caminho iluminado porém penso ser por ter perdido a vontade de ligar a vela do optimismo. Sinto.me a afundar mas logo venho ao de cima... sinto.me uma montanha russa que, exausta, procura o local certo para atracar - para um final temporário da viagem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou cansada... Penso ser aconselhado colocar o cinto e aproveitar a viagem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best... i'll do my best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood---&gt; Diana Krall- Boulevard of Broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b293ff0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&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/12477613-370561918981319258?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/370561918981319258/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=370561918981319258' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/370561918981319258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/370561918981319258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/10/escrevi-o-equivalente-provavelmente-1.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6058289087765995852</id><published>2009-10-17T09:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:09:47.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentes e Oasis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Hoje mal dormi, admito, por ser altamente ansiosa no que toca a dar presentes. Dar presentes, para mim, é tão dificil quanto marcar "a tal visita ao dentista" porém a primeira sabes que fará feliz alguém, ou pelo menos, assim o esperas. O processo de escolher para mim é sempre leeeeeeeento pois sei que dentro de mim há sempre a dúvida de "será que estou a escolher aquilo que gostaria de receber ou estarei a ser imparcial e a pensar no que a outra pessoa quer?" . Para mim existe uma linha ténue que separa uma boa decisão de um fracasso completo. Agora, porque raio me preocupo? Um presente para mim é visto como uma forma de tu dares um pouco de ti a outra pessoa, se eu avaliar isto num modo mais egocêntrico, diria mesmo tratar-se de uma forma de seres recordada. Mas deveria ser algo mais, certo? Sei que por principio, a não ser que saiba exactamente o que querem, nunca ofereco algo que não gostaria de receber. Assim, não imaginam a ansiedade que me assalta quando ofereco um presente. A dúvida e a insegurança não me largam até que eu possa ver um sorriso na cara daquela pessoa que eu quis fazer feliz. Para mim dar presentes não deverá depender do dia ou cerimónia mas sim do momento. Um simples "pensei em ti" para mim soa-me a mel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria eu entender porque controlo o que escrevo e exijo-me a escrever de uma forma tão fria... Porque tendo, sem desistir, a impor o racionalismo com o suprimir da emoção? Estarei a entrar numa fase mais estóica da minha vida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Viro mais uma página, fecho os olhos à escuridão e enfrento a luz da dúvida... Sim, sei que a vida me esta a mudar tal qual forma de argila moldada pela mão que acaricia  o tempo. Talvez mais fria... mais indiferente... Aguardo o momento em que, então plena de sentimentos  e certezas, a mascara da dúvida socumbirá, dando lugar à minha carcaça desnuda mas nais feliz, menos receosa e mais... eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nGQq_U1L8Bo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nGQq_U1L8Bo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Take the time to make some sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Of what you want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;And cast your words away upon the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring them back with Acquiesce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a ship of hope today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And as they fall upon the shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell them not to fear no more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say it loud and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;sing it proud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will dance if they want to dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;Please brother take a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know they're gonna go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which way they wanna go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All we know is that we don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is gonna be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please brother let it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life on the other hand won't let you understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why we're all part of the masterplan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not saying right is wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's up to us to make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best of all things that come our way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And all the things that came have past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The answer's in the looking glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's four and twenty million doors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Down life's endless corridor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say it loud and sing it proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6058289087765995852?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6058289087765995852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6058289087765995852' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6058289087765995852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6058289087765995852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/10/presentes-e-oasis.html' title='Presentes e Oasis'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3713087998348328657</id><published>2009-10-12T12:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:16:09.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PJ harvey once again in Shame</title><content type='html'>Não sei se posso dizer que esta musica é a minha preferida mas a musicalidade e a letra estão demais... :)&lt;br /&gt;PJ no seu melhor... Pronto é oficial, hoje é dia de Pj Harvey :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't need no rising moon&lt;br /&gt;I don't need no ball and chain&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anything with you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a shame, shame, shame&lt;br /&gt;Shame, shame, shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shame is the shadow of love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKLPMZ-PSBQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKLPMZ-PSBQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You changed my life&lt;br /&gt;We were as green as grass&lt;br /&gt;And I was hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;From the first 'til the last&lt;br /&gt;Kiss of shame, shame, shame&lt;br /&gt;Shame is the shadow of love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd jump for you into the fire&lt;br /&gt;I'd jump for you into the flame&lt;br /&gt;Tried to go forward with my life&lt;br /&gt;I just feel shame, shame, shame&lt;br /&gt;Shame, shame, shame&lt;br /&gt;Shame is the shadow of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tell a lie&lt;br /&gt;I still would take the blame&lt;br /&gt;If you pass me by&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame, shame, shame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3713087998348328657?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3713087998348328657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3713087998348328657' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3713087998348328657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3713087998348328657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/10/pj-harvey-once-again-in-shame.html' title='PJ harvey once again in Shame'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-793300870259423406</id><published>2009-10-11T21:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:15:10.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PJ Harvey- Good fortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;N&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;em vale a pena explicar o meu mood de hoje! :) Pj Harvey no seu melhor... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Threw my bad fortune&lt;br /&gt;Of the top of&lt;br /&gt;A t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;all building&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have done it with you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your boy's smile&lt;br /&gt;Five in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Looked into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I was really in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DPswnZolFGE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DPswnZolFGE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;Hung over&lt;br /&gt;You showed me&lt;br /&gt;Just what I could do&lt;br /&gt;Talking about&lt;br /&gt;Time travel&lt;br /&gt;And the meaning&lt;br /&gt;Just what it was worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I feel like&lt;br /&gt;Some bird of paradise&lt;br /&gt;My bad fortune slipping away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the&lt;br /&gt;Innocence of a child&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got something good to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Things I once thought&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;Have all taken place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked through&lt;br /&gt;Little Italy&lt;br /&gt;I saw my reflection&lt;br /&gt;Come right of your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paint pictures&lt;br /&gt;To remember&lt;br /&gt;You're too beautiful&lt;br /&gt;To put into words&lt;br /&gt;Like a gypsy&lt;br /&gt;You dance in circles&lt;br /&gt;All around me&lt;br /&gt;And all over the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;So I take my&lt;br /&gt;Good fortune&lt;br /&gt;And I fantasize&lt;br /&gt;Of our leaving&lt;br /&gt;Like some modern-day&lt;br /&gt;Gypsy landslide&lt;br /&gt;Like some modern day&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie and Clyde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the run again&lt;br /&gt;On the run again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-793300870259423406?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/793300870259423406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=793300870259423406' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/793300870259423406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/793300870259423406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/10/pj-harvey-good-fortune.html' title='PJ Harvey- Good fortune'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6731886291640901592</id><published>2009-10-01T15:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:14:11.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding a way to a brighter day with Lisa Hannigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;OMG, it is impossible not to love these lyrics... and the world seems a brighter place!! :) &lt;br /&gt;Lisa Hannigan and "An Ocean and a Rock". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;what you at my gentle spoken friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; i lack a frame to put you in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;when you're an ocean and a rock away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;i feel you in the pocket of my overcoat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;my fingers wrap around your words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;they take the shape of games we play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;i feed your words through my buttonholes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; pin them to my fingerless gloves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;green and prone to fraying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7DeZ2hn8_M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7DeZ2hn8_M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thoughts of you, warm my bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on the way, I'm on the phone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lets get lost, me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;an ocean and a rock is nothing to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I am far away from where you lay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;awake the day while you fall to sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;an ocean and a rock away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I keep you in the pockets of my dresses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;and the bristles of my brushes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;spin you into my curls today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I spoon you into my coffee cup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; spin you through a delicate wash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I wear you all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: medium; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Thoughts of you, warm my bones, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm on the way, I'm nearly home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; Lets get lost, me and you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;an ocean and a rock is nothing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6731886291640901592?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6731886291640901592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6731886291640901592' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6731886291640901592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6731886291640901592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/10/finding-way-to-brighter-day-with-lisa.html' title='Finding a way to a brighter day with Lisa Hannigan'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-2278090612610153921</id><published>2009-09-27T22:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:03:14.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily Wells &amp; Lisa Hannigan = The Symphony and the Sea</title><content type='html'>Aparte do trabalho que não anda a correr tão bem quanto as minhas grandes expectativas (o meu amigo Murphy anda a pregar das suas :P ) tenho andado a descobrir muita Música que me tem deliciado nas horas mais amargas. Mas hey, há que provar o amargo para darmos valor ao doce que virá! Eu, por enquanto, aguardo mas sei que isso não tardará! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem então com duas meninas que me estão a viciar há já 2 dias: Emily Wells e Lisa Hannigan (sim, esta úlima já nao canta com o Damien Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira para mim é genial... Symphony 1 by EMily Wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wNWto4xiCcw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wNWto4xiCcw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Hannigan com a letra genial e Sea Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;there's one man, he's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the wishful thinking in my life, i see so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he's like the wine on the weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and though he is like the sea and it's right he be so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if i hold tight he'll wash over me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's one girl I like she's a smile on a monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she'll fight to stay so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she's like the sun on the weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and though she is like the sea and she's right to be so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still i like that she sails with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1bbMBhe_4BM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1bbMBhe_4BM&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't we all break down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't we all fake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't it alright now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't we all break out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's one man so bright he blocks the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he'll always be so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he's like no sleep on the weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and though he is like the sea and he's right to be so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i hold tight i sink down deep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't we all break down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't we all fake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't it alright now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didn't we all break out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and though we are like the sea and it's right we be so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;we could chase tails all the years I've been given...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-2278090612610153921?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/2278090612610153921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=2278090612610153921' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2278090612610153921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2278090612610153921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/09/aparte-do-trabalho-que-nao-anda-correr.html' title='Emily Wells &amp; Lisa Hannigan = The Symphony and the Sea'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5280527576678745307</id><published>2009-09-21T22:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:12:49.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stranger, Billy Joel</title><content type='html'>Amazing lyrics!!!!! Billy Joel... Quem é que não lhe apetece assobiar depois disto? Com uma voz tão excelente e com uma letra tão verdadeira é impossivel não ficar rendida. :| E como agora estou numa de Leonard Cohen e Billy joel, fiquem com The stranger, live from 1977.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Well we all have a face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;That we hide away forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we take them out and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Show ourselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When everyone has gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some are satin some are steel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some are silk and some are leather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're the faces of the stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we love to try them on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUzDaRN3C3w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pUzDaRN3C3w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well we all fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we disregard the danger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though we share so many secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are some we never tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why were you so surprised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That you never saw the stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you ever let your lover see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The stranger in yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't be afraid to try again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone goes south&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every now and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've done it, why can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You should know by now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've been there yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once I used to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was such a great romancer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I came home to a woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I could not recognize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I pressed her for a reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She refused to even answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was then I felt the stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kick me right between the eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may never understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How the stranger is inspired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But he isn't always evil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he is not always wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though you drown in good intentions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will never quench the fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll give in to your desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the stranger comes along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply powerful isn't it??? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-5280527576678745307?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5280527576678745307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5280527576678745307' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5280527576678745307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5280527576678745307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/09/stranger-billy-joel.html' title='The Stranger, Billy Joel'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-8120553494953984319</id><published>2009-09-19T02:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:35:57.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiskey Lullaby</title><content type='html'>Encontrei esta musiquita por acaso enquanto procurava sobre Alison Krauss. Esta senhora australiana surpreendeu-me pela sua voz peculiar.  Sim eu sei que é musica para fazer meninos mas é linda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Paisley &amp; Alison Krauss &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Whiskey Lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally drank away her memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is short but this time it was bigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than the strength he had to get up off his knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found him with his face down in the pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With a note that said I'll love her till I die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when we buried him beneath the willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The angels sang a whiskey lullaby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/elZs9SkiOZs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/elZs9SkiOZs&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She finally drank her pain away a little at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally drank away his memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is short but this time it was bigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than the strength she had to get up off her knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found her with her face down in the pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clinging to his picture for dear life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We laid her next to him beneath the willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simplesmente linda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3357918100951981697</id><published>2009-09-01T00:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:28:03.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Greenday for Canberra's Team!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This will be one of my few post in english and this is only because i think Canberra's boys are feeling a bit under pressure! Boys(and Girls), just relax and enjoy the ride! I know you all worked hard but now you cannot do anything different from what you already did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my way to wish you all good luck for the crazy upcoming week... (and I hope all of you will have the time of your life!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another turning point;&lt;br /&gt;a fork stuck in the road.&lt;br /&gt;Time grabs you by the wrist;&lt;br /&gt;directs you where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So make the best of this test&lt;br /&gt;and don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's not a question&lt;br /&gt;but a lesson learned in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="414" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x2357y_green-day-time-of-your-life-music-v_music"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x2357y_green-day-time-of-your-life-music-v_music" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="414" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2357y_green-day-time-of-your-life-music-v_music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;but in the end it's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take the photographs&lt;br /&gt;and still frames in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Hang it on a shelf&lt;br /&gt;In good health and good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos of memories&lt;br /&gt;and dead skin on trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For what it's worth,&lt;br /&gt;it was worth all the while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;but in the end it's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;/span&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/12477613-3357918100951981697?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3357918100951981697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3357918100951981697' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3357918100951981697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3357918100951981697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/09/greenday-for-canberras-team.html' title='Greenday for Canberra&apos;s Team!'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6544048562974561400</id><published>2009-08-30T08:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:30:28.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sway by Rosemary Clooney and Perez Prado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suntee i am sorry for i am stealing you the post but i woke up listening to this and now i am addicted! well at least it is happier than Nature boy :P ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é ao som de um CHA CHA que hoje começo o meu dia. Esta letra tem uma sensualidade que é impossivel ficar paradinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como hoje tenho muito que fazer fica assim a música que me pos um solinho bem quentinho no dia! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/soKB9DBX9Oc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/soKB9DBX9Oc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When marimba rhythms start to play&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, make me sway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hold me close, sway me more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a flower bending in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Bend with me, sway with ease&lt;br /&gt;When we dance you have a way with me&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, sway with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other dancers may be on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Dear, but my eyes will see only you&lt;br /&gt;Only you have that magic technique&lt;br /&gt;When we sway I go weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can hear the sounds of violins&lt;br /&gt;Long before it begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Make me thrill as only you know how&lt;br /&gt;Sway me smooth, sway me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other dancers may be on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Dear, but my eyes will see only you&lt;br /&gt;Only you have that magic technique&lt;br /&gt;When we sway I go weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the sounds of violins&lt;br /&gt;Long before it begins&lt;br /&gt;Make me thrill as only you know how&lt;br /&gt;Sway me smooth, sway me now&lt;br /&gt;You know how&lt;br /&gt;Sway me smooth, sway me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien sera el que me quiere a mi&lt;br /&gt;Quien sera&lt;br /&gt;Quien sera&lt;br /&gt;Quien sera el que me de su amor&lt;br /&gt;Quien sera&lt;br /&gt;Quien sera &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6544048562974561400?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6544048562974561400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6544048562974561400' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6544048562974561400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6544048562974561400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/08/sway-by-rosemary-clooney-and-perez.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Sway by Rosemary Clooney and Perez Prado&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4976117918329191159</id><published>2009-08-29T16:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:05:07.961+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature boy and  Prague</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antes que eu leia uns comentarios giros é para avisar que esta música eu já conhecida antes do Moulin Rouge! Esta música foi escrita por Eden Ahbez a 1947 e foi imortalizado por vários génios do jazz: Nat king cole (em baixo), Sarah Vaughn e Frank Sinatra (e tantou outros). Mais recentemente Celine Dion fez uma versão de se fazer uma vénia e, já numa versão mais scat/light fusion, Kurt Elling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curioso... Após ter passado excelentes momentos em Barcelona, dou por mim em Praga para "just pack and leave" e é aqui que dou por mim e me encontro cheia de nostalgia... Praga, apesar de tantas criticas que lhe levantei, é a minha cidade prefeirda por tudo aquilo que me mostrou. Aqui encontrei-me como pessoa e, se sei aquilo que quero e para onde vou, é porque foi aqui que descobri! Claro que é um passo, mais um passo na minha vida... Apesar de ansiosa para abraçar tudo aquilo que me espera (e espero que seja tao especial quando esta cidade me mostrou) Praga ficará para sempre no meu coracao. Assim, sei que amei esta cidade que me envolveu e mudou mas também sei que o meu amor foi reciproco! E neste mood meio melancolico mas expectante, cheguei ao aeroporto com esta melodia na minha cabeça. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antes que perguntem, sim gosto da versão do mr. Bowie (ft Massive Attack) mas é algo demasiado psicadelico para o momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iq0XJCJ1Srw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iq0XJCJ1Srw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was a boy&lt;br /&gt;A very strange enchanted boy&lt;br /&gt;They say he wandered very far, very far&lt;br /&gt;Over land and sea&lt;br /&gt;A little shy&lt;br /&gt;And sad of eye&lt;br /&gt;But very wise&lt;br /&gt;Was he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one day&lt;br /&gt;A magic day he passed my way&lt;br /&gt;And while we spoke of many things, fools and kings&lt;br /&gt;This he said to me&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest thing&lt;br /&gt;You'll ever learn&lt;br /&gt;Is just to love&lt;br /&gt;And be loved&lt;br /&gt;In return" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2904697" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Sim eu também acho que Nat King Cole no video está MESMO MUITO cómico! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4976117918329191159?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4976117918329191159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4976117918329191159' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4976117918329191159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4976117918329191159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/08/nature-boy-and-prague.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Nature boy&lt;/strong&gt; and  Prague'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4716665243808641348</id><published>2009-08-22T18:26:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T18:57:08.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>P!nk and Funhouse (not that funny)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BAD GIRLS GONE MAD! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há MUITO tempo que eu oiço a menina Pink mas este ultimo cd está simplesmente especial! Depois de ter reparado que este cd estranhamente era demasiado "negativo" fui procurar se havia alguma história atrés dele. Ao que parece este é o primeiro verdadeiramente pessoal da menina Pink. Esta é mais uma das músicas que retrata o quase divorcio. E porque é que eu conto isto? Porque é impressionante o modo como ela em vez de fazer músicas de cortar os punhos e chorar desalmadamente ela faz um Grito do Ipiranga e.. que letra! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como sempre as partes em negrito são as partes que mais me marcaram. Mas esta letra de tão enraivecida devia ir toda em negrito! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4893b7b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hear my name,&lt;br /&gt;I hear the trash you're talking,&lt;br /&gt;In your sleep, the secrets that you're keeping,&lt;br /&gt;A chick, this smart,&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think you could&lt;br /&gt;keep her in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she purr,&lt;br /&gt;Does she make it hard,&lt;br /&gt;Hard to speak,&lt;br /&gt;Does she dress the part,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she'll take some getting used to,&lt;br /&gt;Darlin she won't ever be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've felt the bite, take a spit,&lt;br /&gt;Suck the poison out of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make ya beg, make ya come,&lt;br /&gt;To your senses if you keep,&lt;br /&gt;Up the shit, take the hit,&lt;br /&gt;Dig the grave,&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes down&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes down&lt;br /&gt;Gonna run, gonna scream,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna crawl round on your knees,&lt;br /&gt;When you realize that no one's&lt;br /&gt;gonna measure up to me,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter cause I'm over it now,&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes down,&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rage,&lt;br /&gt;Stay out really late,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hang, with all my friends you hate,&lt;br /&gt;I may try that three-some,&lt;br /&gt;Better late than never,&lt;br /&gt;And better without you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your future as I see it,&lt;br /&gt;You will be homeless, bald and broken,&lt;br /&gt;She will have left you when she&lt;br /&gt;finds out who you are,&lt;br /&gt;You're nothing but an extra,&lt;br /&gt;and baby I'm the star,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose this is how the story&lt;br /&gt;goes but ever since that door closed,&lt;br /&gt;I've been going down down down,&lt;br /&gt;the drain, and the pain got me nausious,&lt;br /&gt;I should've grown more&lt;br /&gt;cautious, and clever, whatever&lt;br /&gt;you never find a dude with better head game and,&lt;br /&gt;You can take that both ways,&lt;br /&gt;You laughing like I'm playing with&lt;br /&gt;your fingers up like oh,&lt;br /&gt;Wish you would have that three-some without me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll pull an O.G, and text you&lt;br /&gt;something criminal and pictures from&lt;br /&gt;my old days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody doesn't like you&lt;br /&gt;cause you're not such a big shot dude,&lt;br /&gt;You might wanna rethink it through,&lt;br /&gt;You should've asked me I&lt;br /&gt;would've told you the truth&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguidamente, do mesmo album a "Glitter in the air". Uma letra simplesmente lindissima mas desta vez simplemente oiçam! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=80703bd" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E agora admitam, quem é que nunca sentiu isto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma P!nk enraivecida MAS cheia de força! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4716665243808641348?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4716665243808641348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4716665243808641348' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4716665243808641348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4716665243808641348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/08/pnk-and-funhouse-not-that-funny.html' title='P!nk and &lt;strong&gt;Funhouse&lt;/strong&gt; (not that funny)'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-8168863209784631492</id><published>2009-08-16T22:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:35:07.855+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem marcha atrás by Donna Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esta música sempre me disse muito mas hoje, sem muito bem saber porquê sinto que se encaixa que nem uma luva. Mas assim sempre foram os Donna Maria, para mim. Há cerca de 3 semanas porem recebi a noticia de que este grupo acabou. A Marisa Gomes saiu para apostar num projecto a solo. Desejo-lhe toda a sorte do mundo porém vou sentir saudades deste projecto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/97ZDs0vf-mI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/97ZDs0vf-mI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O tempo que a gente perde pela vida a correr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O tempo que a gente sonha que é chegar e vencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo faz de nós um copo p’ra beber em paz&lt;br /&gt;O tempo é um momento para nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo mesmo agora fez a terra girar&lt;br /&gt;O tempo sem demora traz as ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O tempo que se inventa quando nunca se é capaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O tempo é um carro novo sem a marcha-atrás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voei p’ra te dizer&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei p’ra te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei não vais parar para eu crescer&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei esperei demais&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/12477613-8168863209784631492?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/8168863209784631492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=8168863209784631492' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8168863209784631492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8168863209784631492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/08/sem-marcha-atras-by-donna-maria.html' title='Sem marcha atrás by Donna Maria'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5904631386479125005</id><published>2009-08-15T22:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:16:33.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Incubus once again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;E porque estou numa de Incubus e porque é Verão e o calor aperta o miolo, deixo-vos com uma romantica (ai ai) e com uma letra tao simpleszita mas tao tao linda :) Uma excelente musiquinha de embalar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKHilrXR3VU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKHilrXR3VU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To see you when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;Is a gift I didn't think could be real.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you feel the same as I do&lt;br /&gt;Is a three-fold, Utopian dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do something to me that I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture.&lt;br /&gt;I smell your skin on&lt;br /&gt;The empty pillow next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;You have only been gone ten days,&lt;br /&gt;But already I'm wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;Whether far or soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I need you to know that I care,&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you.&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/12477613-5904631386479125005?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5904631386479125005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5904631386479125005' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5904631386479125005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5904631386479125005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/08/incubus-once-again.html' title='Incubus once again...'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4140635234349840568</id><published>2009-07-25T10:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T10:07:18.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AUSTRALIA and FRANKFURT  with INCUBUS - DRIVE</title><content type='html'>Esta minha viagem esta ate ao momento a ser excelente!! nao tivesse eu os trabalhos de casa da minha mae e de certo que nao me viam aqui loool mas prontossss.. ja estou com o neuronio a fritar pelo que tambem mereco uma pausa. :P&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com a musica que me esta a colorir os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ DRIVE @ by Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d8b923b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear&lt;br /&gt;Take the wheel and steer&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before&lt;br /&gt;And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal&lt;br /&gt;But lately I'm beginning to find that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Should be the one behind the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; With open arms and open eyes yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive&lt;br /&gt;Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?&lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before&lt;br /&gt;And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But lately I'm beginning to find that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When I drive myself my light is found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you choose water over wine&lt;br /&gt;Hold the wheel and drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open eyes yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perfect song... :)&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/12477613-4140635234349840568?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4140635234349840568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4140635234349840568' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4140635234349840568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4140635234349840568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/australia-and-frankfurt-with-incubus.html' title='AUSTRALIA and FRANKFURT  with INCUBUS - DRIVE'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6031609202953791632</id><published>2009-07-19T17:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:02:52.352+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You live, you Learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voltamos às mais antiguinhas... Alanis Morissette com "You live, You learn" a recordar todas as cabeçadas que damos na vida e que, sem duvida, nos fazem aprender (a uns mais, a outros menos). E mesmo naqueles momentos em que nada fazia sentido e que quase apetecia atirar tudo pela janela fora, músicas como esta foram como um solito de Verão na minha vida. :) Agora, mais forte que em qualquer outro momento da minha vida, apetece-me gritar assim bem alto a musiquita que se segue. (e acreditem que os meus vizinhos devem estar a desejar que me pire... :P eheheh também já não falta muito. :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=7fd4889" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone&lt;br /&gt;I recommend walking around naked in your living room&lt;br /&gt;Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)&lt;br /&gt;Wait until the dust settles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You live you learn&lt;br /&gt;You love you learn&lt;br /&gt;You cry you learn&lt;br /&gt;You lose you learn&lt;br /&gt;You bleed you learn&lt;br /&gt;You scream you learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend biting off more then you can chew to anyone&lt;br /&gt;I certainly do&lt;br /&gt;I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Feel free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)&lt;br /&gt;Hold it up (to the rays)&lt;br /&gt;You wait and see when the smoke clears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live you learn&lt;br /&gt;You love you learn&lt;br /&gt;You cry you learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You lose you learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You bleed you learn&lt;br /&gt;You scream you learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)&lt;br /&gt;Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually anyway)&lt;br /&gt;The fire trucks are coming up around the bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live you learn&lt;br /&gt;You love you learn&lt;br /&gt;You cry you learn&lt;br /&gt;You lose you learn&lt;br /&gt;You bleed you learn&lt;br /&gt;You scream you learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grieve you learn&lt;br /&gt;You choke you learn&lt;br /&gt;You laugh you learn&lt;br /&gt;You choose you learn&lt;br /&gt;You pray you learn&lt;br /&gt;You ask you learn&lt;br /&gt;You live you learn &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6031609202953791632?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6031609202953791632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6031609202953791632' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6031609202953791632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6031609202953791632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-live-you-learn.html' title='You live, you Learn'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-9182720033035376553</id><published>2009-07-12T09:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:55:45.562+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I said, "Are you gonna be my girl? "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não estou com muita paciência para escrever portanto deixo a musica falar por mim! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/phe-H6XotlA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/phe-H6XotlA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 1, 2, 3, take my hand and come with me&lt;br /&gt;because you look so fine&lt;br /&gt;and i really wanna make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say you look so fine&lt;br /&gt;that I really wanna make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, 4,5,6 c'mon and get your kicks&lt;br /&gt;now you dont need that money&lt;br /&gt;when you look like that, do ya honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big black boots,&lt;br /&gt;long brown hair,&lt;br /&gt;she's so sweet&lt;br /&gt;with her get back stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I could see,&lt;br /&gt;you home with me,&lt;br /&gt;but you were with another man, yea!&lt;br /&gt;I know we,&lt;br /&gt;ain't got much to say,&lt;br /&gt;before I let you get away, yea!&lt;br /&gt;I said, are you gonna be my girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-9182720033035376553?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/9182720033035376553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=9182720033035376553' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/9182720033035376553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/9182720033035376553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-said-are-you-gonna-be-my-girl.html' title='I said, &quot;Are you gonna be my girl? &quot;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-649221140289143262</id><published>2009-07-11T23:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:47:24.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nina Simone é uma Musa do jazz (e segunda vez invocada aqui do blog). Para aqueles que apenas conhecem a versão dos Muse Shame on you! :P you just missed the most beautiful jazz song EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same song, different mood. I would say Nina makes me happier and Muse, as always, makes me thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=20a54ac" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Birds flying high you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Sun in the sky you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Reeds driftin on by you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish in the sea you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;River running free you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Blossom in the tree you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refrain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies all havin fun you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in peace when day is done&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this old world is a new world&lt;br /&gt;And a bold world&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars when you shine you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Scent of the pine you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh freedom is mine&lt;br /&gt;And I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;It's a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;It's a new life&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/inW91qRDGwI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/inW91qRDGwI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/12477613-649221140289143262?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/649221140289143262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=649221140289143262' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/649221140289143262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/649221140289143262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-good.html' title='Feeling Good'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3901160566203460441</id><published>2009-07-09T13:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:12:04.208+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The strokes (yeah again :P) - Take it or leave it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If this won't make you dance i don't know what will... ehehehheeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é por isso que simplesmente ADORO the strokes! Há sempre um mood que se aplica ao dia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not for the lyrics but for the jumping mood :D --&gt; Take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d306f31" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm in control&lt;br /&gt;I'm in control&lt;br /&gt;And girls act too much&lt;br /&gt;And boys act too tough&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough&lt;br /&gt;Were on the minds of other men I know she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said just take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;Oh just take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;Oh take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, he's gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;And gonna break your back, for a chance&lt;br /&gt;And gonna steal your friends, if he can&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna win someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell off the track&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like that&lt;br /&gt;Boys act too much&lt;br /&gt;Girls act too tough&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;Well on the minds of other girls I know he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said just take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;Oh just take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;And take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;Oh take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that's right, he's gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna let you down.&lt;br /&gt;And gonna break your back, for a chance&lt;br /&gt;And gonna steal your friends, if he can&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna win someday&lt;br /&gt;Oh he will &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3901160566203460441?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3901160566203460441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3901160566203460441' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3901160566203460441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3901160566203460441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/strokes-yeah-again-p-take-it-or-leave.html' title='The strokes (yeah again :P) - Take it or leave it'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7342399231249773153</id><published>2009-07-08T21:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:46:38.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If Today Was Your Last Day by Nickelback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eu que nem gosto muito de Nickelback adorei esta letra!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b838ff3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My best friend gave me the best advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He said each day's a gift and not a given right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;And try to take the path less traveled by&lt;br /&gt;That first step you take is the longest stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Would you live each moment like your last&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had, if today was your last day?&lt;br /&gt;What if, what if, if today was your last day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the grain should be a way of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What's worth the price is always worth the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts 'cause there's no second try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So live like you're never living twice&lt;br /&gt;Don't take the free ride in your own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And would you call those friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce old memories?&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;And would you find that one you're dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That you'd finally fall in love if today was your last day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life&lt;br /&gt;Let nothing stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the hands of time are never on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And would you call those friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce old memories?&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;And would you find that one you're dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That you'd finally fall in love if today was your last day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/12477613-7342399231249773153?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7342399231249773153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7342399231249773153' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7342399231249773153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7342399231249773153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-today-was-your-last-day-by.html' title='If Today Was Your Last Day by Nickelback'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-8377649169842106768</id><published>2009-07-07T19:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:07:56.215+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The strokes and Coldplay !!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu sei que já fiz um post acerca destas músicas mas hoje estou numa de as ouvir e afinal de contas isto não deixa de ser o meu cantinho de blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente tenho ouvido esta musica de uma forma exageradamente repetitiva. Fiquem com a letra que me arrepia e o solo que me comove.&lt;br /&gt;(E como hoje quero que oiçam - e leiam - as letras e não os videos manhosos... Fiquem com a música apenas e apreciem. Genial!!! :) )&lt;br /&gt;(Obs. for the first song you MUST - it is not only recommended - have the speakers in its maximum volume) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The strokes - Heart in a cage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ac0fa06" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I don't feel better&lt;br /&gt;When I'm fucking around&lt;br /&gt;And I don't write better&lt;br /&gt;When I'm stuck in the ground&lt;br /&gt;So don't teach me a lesson&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've already learned&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the sun will be shining&lt;br /&gt;And my children will burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the heart beats in its cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want what you want&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel what you feel&lt;br /&gt;See I'm stuck in a city&lt;br /&gt;But I belong in a field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we got left, left, left, left, left, left, left,&lt;br /&gt;Now it's three in the morning and&lt;br /&gt;You're eating alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the heart beats in its cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our friends they're laughing at us&lt;br /&gt;All of those you loved, you mistrust&lt;br /&gt;Help me, I'm just not quite myself&lt;br /&gt;Look around there's no one else left&lt;br /&gt;I went to the concert and I fought through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Guess I got too excited when I thought you were around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he gets left, left, left, left, left, left, left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you were thinking I would steal your fire&lt;br /&gt;Oh the heart beats in its cage&lt;br /&gt;Yes the heart beats in its cage&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the heart beats in its cage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coldplay - Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4dbd60c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it started we had high hopes;&lt;br /&gt;now my back's on the line, my back's on the ropes...&lt;br /&gt;When it started we were alright,&lt;br /&gt;but night makes a fool of us in daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we were dying of frustration,&lt;br /&gt;saying, "Lord lead me not into temptation."&lt;br /&gt;But it's not easy when she turns you on...&lt;br /&gt;since they've gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd only, if you'd only say yes.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you will is anybody's guess.&lt;br /&gt;God only, God knows I'm trying my best,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm just so tired of this loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So up they picked me by the big toe;&lt;br /&gt;I was held from the rooftop, then they let it go.&lt;br /&gt;If there's any screaming let the windows down,&lt;br /&gt;as I crawl to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd only, if you'd only say yes.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you will is anybody's guess.&lt;br /&gt;God only, God knows she won't let me rest,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm just so tired of this loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;I've become so tired of this loneliness. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se isto não é um grito do Ipiranga não sei... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos e Have fun!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-8377649169842106768?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/8377649169842106768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=8377649169842106768' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8377649169842106768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8377649169842106768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/strokes-and-coldplay.html' title='The strokes and Coldplay !!! :)'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1156192481145426027</id><published>2009-07-05T15:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:55:57.859+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The strokes and Regina Spektor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post Modern Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genial! E cada vez estou mais viciada em The Strokes... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4250a2f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Modern girls always have to go (you were right)&lt;br /&gt;Old-fashioned men always want a mistress(right on time)&lt;br /&gt;Modern girls always get their way (you were right)&lt;br /&gt;Modern men dream of what they can't say (i was wrong)&lt;br /&gt;That's alright&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you gotta say it if you know it's something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Says that he'll apologize and it won't take too long&lt;br /&gt;Well you don't wanna trust nobody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Time)&lt;br /&gt;There's a few things that are gonna have to change&lt;br /&gt;(I'm your son)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the same opinion&lt;br /&gt;(Won't you please?)&lt;br /&gt;Your time is almost over&lt;br /&gt;(Don't be mean)&lt;br /&gt;We won't get the chance to do this over&lt;br /&gt;That's alright&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the imprint of your key upon my nose&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to tell no one 'cause no one wants to know&lt;br /&gt;That you don't have no happiness at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we're falling down (Oh yes we're falling down)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we're falling down (Oh yes we're falling down)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we're falling down (Oh yes we're falling down)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we're falling down (Oh yes we're falling down)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we're falling down (Oh yes we're falling down)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we're falling down (Oh yes we're falling down)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we're falling down (Oh yes we're falling down)&lt;br /&gt;So fucking help me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking bout yourself&lt;br /&gt;You don't love me&lt;br /&gt;I am an animal&lt;br /&gt;I am not practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I? &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/12477613-1156192481145426027?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1156192481145426027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1156192481145426027' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1156192481145426027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1156192481145426027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/07/strokes-and-regina-spektor.html' title='The strokes and Regina Spektor'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-2400730879950824939</id><published>2009-06-29T09:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:32:44.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Little joy</title><content type='html'>Egraçado como o nome desta banda diz tanto dela. :P A verdade é que não sou grande fã mas essa musica é simplesmente linda pelo que merece aqui um post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unattainable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qs6WFMJGxE8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qs6WFMJGxE8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é verdade, sabiam que eles são Brasileiros? eheheehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-2400730879950824939?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/2400730879950824939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=2400730879950824939' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2400730879950824939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2400730879950824939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-joy.html' title='Little joy'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5293919585448589086</id><published>2009-06-29T08:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:03:20.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnossi - Execution song</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I´m not your baby&lt;br /&gt;I´m not your baby&lt;br /&gt;no more&lt;br /&gt;cause I let you go with none&lt;br /&gt;let you go with no score&lt;br /&gt;Well I´m not a baby &lt;br /&gt;no more&lt;br /&gt;with eyes full of sun, I´ll feed&lt;br /&gt;my love you get bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggV9IGJGrcg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggV9IGJGrcg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get around &lt;br /&gt;execept don't wanna spend my&lt;br /&gt;time on you my love&lt;br /&gt;Fucking get rid of this heartache&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There won´t be no maybes´&lt;br /&gt;no more&lt;br /&gt;with eyes full of sun, I´ll feed&lt;br /&gt;my love you get bored and I´ll &lt;br /&gt;have my baby now fucking &lt;br /&gt;D-chord, will beat it out of me´&lt;br /&gt;I´ll feed my love you get bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get around.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye bye, why can´t you die stop &lt;br /&gt;living in my mind, cause everytime&lt;br /&gt;I see a way to brake myself &lt;br /&gt;free from you, stick in my head like glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a linda &lt;em&gt;Man must dance &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7ItYnL2tyc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7ItYnL2tyc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/12477613-5293919585448589086?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5293919585448589086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5293919585448589086' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5293919585448589086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5293919585448589086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/johnossi-execution-song.html' title='Johnossi - Execution song'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7190451761976361634</id><published>2009-06-29T00:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:20:15.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Call an ambulance</title><content type='html'>Do vocalista dos the Strokes (dos AVC's :P ) surge uma música simplesmente linda de tão simples! :)&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com &lt;strong&gt;Call an ambulance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3MuQQKvvhOQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3MuQQKvvhOQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/12477613-7190451761976361634?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7190451761976361634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7190451761976361634' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7190451761976361634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7190451761976361634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/call-ambulance.html' title='Call an ambulance'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7325204536213239759</id><published>2009-06-27T09:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:36:19.261+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugarplum Fairy</title><content type='html'>Apareceu-me à frente tal qual doce matinal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illusion of conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get away&lt;br /&gt;I need to chase the day&lt;br /&gt;I need to find out what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can't go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to run now I'm done&lt;br /&gt;Can't see none through my gun&lt;br /&gt;And in my mind I say a prayer&lt;br /&gt;But who cares?&lt;br /&gt;If pollutions are filling my mare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;To get through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's thunder in my hair&lt;br /&gt;Howling violins in the air&lt;br /&gt;she left me wandering through her head&lt;br /&gt;Got misled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You move my heart and I move along&lt;br /&gt;You put a spell that filled my lungs&lt;br /&gt;We all give love then take it back&lt;br /&gt;Days turn black help me get on the right track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2d977e8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for gold&lt;br /&gt;I put out the fire in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm cold but I'm told&lt;br /&gt;Under your hair there's a stair to your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Oh I like to know how deep it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;And I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always try to tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;You do too&lt;br /&gt;And I don't listen to them baby&lt;br /&gt;If I need you&lt;br /&gt;Then I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always try to tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;You do too&lt;br /&gt;And I don't listen to them baby&lt;br /&gt;If I need you&lt;br /&gt;Then I need you &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/12477613-7325204536213239759?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7325204536213239759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7325204536213239759' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7325204536213239759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7325204536213239759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/sugarplum-fairy.html' title='Sugarplum Fairy'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3188994865786525293</id><published>2009-06-26T09:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:04:44.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É engraçado que por vezes sofro repentinas alterações de gostos musicais. Hoje não consigo parar de ouvir indie e brit pop... E digamos que estou relamente viciada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mano Diao - you can't steal my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZDbipzVJmWc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZDbipzVJmWc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e já agora... A master pieace que não consigo parar de ouvir! ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cbRe5mxR0q0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cbRe5mxR0q0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/12477613-3188994865786525293?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3188994865786525293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3188994865786525293' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3188994865786525293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3188994865786525293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-engracado-que-por-vezes-sofro.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3214921129107690516</id><published>2009-06-25T20:52:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:04:12.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hoje..</title><content type='html'>O tempo está completamente Horrivel por estas bandas. Chove e troveja (e quem me conhece sabe bem o quando eu detesto tempestades)... Entretanto fui fazer compras com um tuga amigo meu e não fazem a menor ideia do quanto me soube bem podes rir à vontade e poder mesmo gozar com situações absurdas que nos acontecem no dia a dia sem pensar se a pessoa à nossa frente se está mesmo a divertir ou está a fazer fret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer das formas gostaria de partilhar uma música que, para além de me ter acordado, acompanhou-me durante as ditas compras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Killers - Human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E já agora... o Clássico Mr. Brightside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhMSKdCgVYQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhMSKdCgVYQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3214921129107690516?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3214921129107690516/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3214921129107690516' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3214921129107690516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3214921129107690516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoje.html' title='hoje..'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-8733197583272791868</id><published>2009-06-25T00:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:43:59.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan 2009 _ Hiroshima District</title><content type='html'>Ir ao Japão em Maio foi, novamente, uma delicia! Desde a conhecer areas de Tokyo compleatamente enlouquecidas tais como Harajuku com as suas Condomania, Cosplay e filas interminaveis para abrir a H&amp;M... Digam o que disserem, Tokyo tem tanto de insano quanto de emocionante! Curiosissima cultura, inegualavel gastronomia... Ai o raio de sashimi que não me sai do paladar... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(e tantas tantas reticencias de saudade...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com algumas fotos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6BIMV-uI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DpQH9b085Fc/s1600-h/IMG_6525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6BIMV-uI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DpQH9b085Fc/s320/IMG_6525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351043835811461858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6A0kg2VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3vvRJB4VjuU/s1600-h/IMG_6615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6A0kg2VI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3vvRJB4VjuU/s320/IMG_6615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351043830544128338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6Alj2xFI/AAAAAAAAASs/WLfdGwGsjNI/s1600-h/IMG_6577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6Alj2xFI/AAAAAAAAASs/WLfdGwGsjNI/s320/IMG_6577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351043826514838610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6ApEgeCI/AAAAAAAAASk/LDPPrStt0s8/s1600-h/IMGP0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6ApEgeCI/AAAAAAAAASk/LDPPrStt0s8/s320/IMGP0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351043827457095714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6AShOEoI/AAAAAAAAASc/JoTWH8EWOuU/s1600-h/IMG_6421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6AShOEoI/AAAAAAAAASc/JoTWH8EWOuU/s320/IMG_6421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351043821403509378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-8733197583272791868?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/8733197583272791868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=8733197583272791868' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8733197583272791868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8733197583272791868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/japan-2009-hiroshima-district.html' title='Japan 2009 _ Hiroshima District'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SkK6BIMV-uI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DpQH9b085Fc/s72-c/IMG_6525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1840260636698610007</id><published>2009-06-20T01:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:53:45.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rua Sésamo</title><content type='html'>Eu acho estes sketch simplesmente fofos. O primeiro é o Elmo's song e o segundo é o Everybody's song com a Diana Krall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divirtam-se... É tão bom e saudável ser criança outra vez... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vSYadh2xmcI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vSYadh2xmcI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jWyuCQflG0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jWyuCQflG0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-1840260636698610007?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1840260636698610007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1840260636698610007' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1840260636698610007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1840260636698610007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/rua-sesamo.html' title='Rua Sésamo'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-8506433793992900565</id><published>2009-06-19T23:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:23:56.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sindrome de emigrante"</title><content type='html'>Hoje fui a uma festa de emigrantes portugueses. Quer dizer... Fui a uma sardinhada ao som de musica brasileira!&lt;br /&gt;Houve uma rase que hoje ouvi e que gostaria de citar: "isto de emigrante é do genero de um momento para o outro estás a por a t-shirt da nação e a ouvir quim Barreiros" e eu pensei "Já estive bem mais longe...". LOL&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que sinto que qualquer pessoa devia de sair do seu país por um periodo limitado de tempo para que sentisse falta dos pequenos pormenores "normais" de que se habituou: o cheiro da maresia, o bom peixe, o bom queijo, &lt;strong&gt;um bom abraco, uma boa gargalhada&lt;/strong&gt;, o falar alto e à vontade -:P -, a simpatia... Não sei... Um pouco de tanto que sinto falta. Talvez ainda aquilo que me faz mesmo falta é o calor humano... Acho a Republica Checa, ainda que extraordinariamente lindo, um país de afetctos quase nulos e acho mesmo que muita malta aqui precisa de um abraço. :P Estou mesmo numa de iniciar o FREE HUGS aqui em Praga mas acho que me falta guts ou mesmo alguém para fazer companhia. Sozinha simplesmente não dá! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citando ainda alguém muito querido e que me tem dado imensa força através da boa disposição "isto tudo é o Sindrome do emigrante". É, por cada erro gramatical de um português que por vezes nos parece língua alienígena e, por cada palavra que nos esquecemos, vestimos a camisola e,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;porra&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;somos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;portugueses&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ai ai...&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/12477613-8506433793992900565?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/8506433793992900565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=8506433793992900565' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8506433793992900565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8506433793992900565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/sindrome-de-emigrante.html' title='&quot;Sindrome de emigrante&quot;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-677618382625091883</id><published>2009-06-16T23:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:14:39.439+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospel Workshop 2009</title><content type='html'>Lembram-se de eu ter dito que fui a um workshop de gospel e que tinha adorado?&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com o video!!! Em alturas como esta eu adoro o youtube! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost let go (Se procurarem bem conseguem ver a minha cabeça. :P lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E digam la o Sr. Colin não é simplesmente excelente pelo modo como ele puxa por nós. É impossivel ficar parado com um condutor como ele. LINDO!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;Já tenho saudades e aguardo o proximo workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pyNEHMkiCLU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pyNEHMkiCLU&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já agora, entretanto estive novamento no Japão mas não tenho aqui fotos. Assim que as tiver passado para este computador eu posto qualquer coisita. Mas desta vez tenho fotos lindas!!! Aguardem... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-677618382625091883?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/677618382625091883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=677618382625091883' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/677618382625091883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/677618382625091883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/gospel-workshop-2009.html' title='Gospel Workshop 2009'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7838286248570027607</id><published>2009-06-07T15:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:19:34.778+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WAVE</title><content type='html'>Encontrei agorinha esta versao linda cantada pelo neto e pela filha do grande Jobim. Para quem conhece, "o samba de Maria Luiza" e para ela! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como nao encontrei nenhuma versao que nao tivesse um video foleiro va, fiquem com umas fotos lindas de malta desconhecida. eheheheh entretanto aproveitem esta versao LINNNNNDA! :)&lt;br /&gt;Wave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LB-CudpgJv0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LB-CudpgJv0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-7838286248570027607?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7838286248570027607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7838286248570027607' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7838286248570027607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7838286248570027607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/06/wave.html' title='WAVE'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7345603760502546175</id><published>2009-05-08T21:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:59:01.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospel Workshop 2009</title><content type='html'>E como eu adoro a energia dos coros de gospel tinha mesmo de la ir parar novamente! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez como Dirigentes tive Lars Jochimsen e Colin Vassell. Estou imensamente agradecida a ambos pelos excelentes momentos que passei no ultimo fim de semana. Foram 3 dias de puro divertimento mas MUITO MUITO trabalho. &lt;br /&gt;Descrição:&lt;br /&gt;O workshop comecou 6ª (1 de Maio) com 4 horas de canto e 130 participantes. Até áqui estavamos à vontade e cheios de energia.&lt;br /&gt;no segundo dia cantamos no total 9 horas... Adicionem a isto a coreografia e a prestacao vocal que exigem de nos... Quando cheguei à minha caminha caí que nem uma pedra! eheeh Mas, honestamente, poucas vezes estive tãaaaao cansada...&lt;br /&gt;No terceiro dia felizmente pouparam-nos e cantamos apenas 5 horas. As 18h tivemos o concerto aberto ao publico de tudo aquilo que aprendemos no workshop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que mais me surpreendeu foi o facto da minha voz ter-se aguentado relativamente bem. Quer dizer no Domingo sei que estava meio rouca mas, terça feira, já estava como nova!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos uma foto do género Finding Wally.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SgSUJZ0B_bI/AAAAAAAAARs/hqzvtKLdJT8/s1600-h/IMGP0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SgSUJZ0B_bI/AAAAAAAAARs/hqzvtKLdJT8/s320/IMGP0590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333550747982364082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E do grupo de Malta estranha: A Tuga, a Checa e a Camón, respectivamente, da direita para a esquerda, Euzinha, Pipa e Astrid.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SgSVjBFg7lI/AAAAAAAAAR0/X_d643bC26U/s1600-h/IMGP0585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SgSVjBFg7lI/AAAAAAAAAR0/X_d643bC26U/s320/IMGP0585.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333552287533035090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já agora fiquem com o Workshop de Outubro passado com Andreas Encina! (Epáaaaa tou no youtube!!!!!! LOOOOOOOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7I1hsR33FeY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7I1hsR33FeY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-7345603760502546175?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7345603760502546175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7345603760502546175' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7345603760502546175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7345603760502546175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/05/gospel-workshop-2009.html' title='Gospel Workshop 2009'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SgSUJZ0B_bI/AAAAAAAAARs/hqzvtKLdJT8/s72-c/IMGP0590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4912042532399128696</id><published>2009-04-23T22:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:26:09.995+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Miseráveis</title><content type='html'>Graças a febre que agora anda para aí devido a Sra. Susan Boyle, deu-me mesmo muita vontade de ver o Musical Os Miseraveis. Escusado será explicar porque é que hoje cheguei 5 min atrasada ao trabalho... &lt;br /&gt;Queria aqui deixar pelo menos um cheirinho (e espero bem que chegue a viciar) deste Musical que é para mim muito especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJnjcX8skXk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJnjcX8skXk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ptdGPt9wt4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ptdGPt9wt4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you will keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;And you will keep me close&lt;br /&gt;And rain will make the flowers grow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4912042532399128696?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4912042532399128696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4912042532399128696' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4912042532399128696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4912042532399128696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/os-miseraveis.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os Miseráveis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5698692688459968502</id><published>2009-04-21T10:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:55:18.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre "@"spas take 2</title><content type='html'>O cómico é saber que tantas vezes procuramos boas bandas além fronteiras... O giro é ouvir e sentir o sotaque lindo da Viviane com "máiór" e afins... ehehheh mas a música que se segue é linda!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Tudo explode dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/djEzE4xr97o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/djEzE4xr97o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-5698692688459968502?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5698692688459968502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5698692688459968502' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5698692688459968502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5698692688459968502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/entre-spas-take-2.html' title='Entre &quot;@&quot;spas take 2'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7150743683369643760</id><published>2009-04-21T10:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:41:29.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara Tavares com "um ponto de Luz"</title><content type='html'>Linda e Maravilhosa!!!! Que voz, que feeling... Diria estar mesmo apaixonada musicalmente!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=55946029"&gt;Ponto de Luz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=55946029,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=55946029,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&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/12477613-7150743683369643760?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7150743683369643760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7150743683369643760' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7150743683369643760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7150743683369643760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/sara-tavares-com-um-ponto-de-luz.html' title='Sara Tavares com &quot;um ponto de Luz&quot;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7912137364197839692</id><published>2009-04-21T09:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:18:00.918+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Problema de expressão</title><content type='html'>Quem não os tens... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posto os Clã com o se "Problema de expressão".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSuHK72wjaE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSuHK72wjaE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simples, mas tão LINDO!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-7912137364197839692?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7912137364197839692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7912137364197839692' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7912137364197839692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7912137364197839692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/problema-de-expressao.html' title='Problema de expressão'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4855834608285930609</id><published>2009-04-19T14:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:47:12.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis...Don't look back in anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4nXa-jngTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4nXa-jngTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem palavras... Esta versao para mim foi a mais perfeita que ouvi... :)&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-vos um Domingo calminho mas INTENSO a la Tuga!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Abracos ENORMES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4855834608285930609?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4855834608285930609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4855834608285930609' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4855834608285930609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4855834608285930609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/oasisdont-look-back-in-anger.html' title='Oasis...Don&apos;t look back in anger'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3862884293245192719</id><published>2009-04-18T14:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:02:36.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre "@"spas</title><content type='html'>Simplesmente Genial recordar esta musica ao vivo... :)&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com a linda "Criatura do noite" e com esta senhora que e um monstro de talento no palco!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1K_Nu9nw-o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1K_Nu9nw-o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3862884293245192719?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3862884293245192719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3862884293245192719' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3862884293245192719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3862884293245192719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/entre-spas.html' title='Entre &quot;@&quot;spas'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-335180248444935319</id><published>2009-04-18T11:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:48:53.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu primeiro cd Checo-- Zuzana Navarova</title><content type='html'>Andava eu a procura de alguma bossa nova numa loja tipo fnac aqui em Praga - e impressionante as coisas que podemos aqui encontrar... Discos antiquissimos... La se vai o meu salario em cds e aulas de canto... lol But willingly my dears!!! :) - quando me lembrei de que queria ouvir um pouco de Dan Barta, um senhor interessantissimo checo. Ate que ouvi o cd e.... Quer dizer.. Nao me surpreendeu. Gostei, mas faltava algo que me levasse a comprar o cd. Convenceram-me por completo quando me mostraram "Sklenena Vrba" de Zuzana Navarova e Ivan Gutierrez! Logico que nao encontrei a minha musica preferida no youtube. Mas fiquem com agua na boca com apenas 30 segundos que consegui encontrar num servidor checo. :)&lt;br /&gt;Horas que caen sin verte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://embed.dada.net/swf/vdet.swf" width="180px" height="130px" &gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt; &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cid=1474610&amp;domain=us&amp;conf=M00XXX" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.dada.net/swf/vdet.swf" /&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O resto do cd... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.cz/world/flamenco/album/sklenena-vrba/"&gt;O resto do cd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente descobri que ela morreu ha dois anos com cancro... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-335180248444935319?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/335180248444935319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=335180248444935319' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/335180248444935319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/335180248444935319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-meu-primeiro-cd-checo-zuzana-navarova.html' title='O meu primeiro cd Checo-- Zuzana Navarova'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4311476995713216973</id><published>2009-04-10T11:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:24:09.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequenos tesouros encontrados em Praga</title><content type='html'>Cada vez esta cidadezinha me espanta mais, em todos os sentidos possiveis...&lt;br /&gt;Falarei mais no sentido musical pois e mais essa a razao de estar a postar aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Coisas boas e ate excelentes que encontrei:&lt;br /&gt;* Ontem fui ver ao bar de Jazz AghaRTA os Rhythm Desperados e adorei! Banda cheia de energia e malta super simpatica. Bastou para comprar o cd. Para alem dos originais, e interessantissimo ouvir "Sunny", "Birdland" e "Pink Panther" (!!!) na mesma musica. Simplesmente genial!!! Impossivel ficar indiferente! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBUS7RmpRPk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fBUS7RmpRPk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Infelizmente ainda nao tive oportunidade para ver ao vivo mas, por tudo aquilo que encontrei no youtube ou mesmo no novo cd dela, parece-me EXCELENTE! Polish and cuban lady singing ALSO bossa nova. Interessante nao? O portugues nao e perfeito mas quanto a esta senhora, "que se lixe". ehehehe Tem alma e basta! Fiquem com Yvonne Sanchez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UoR592oAyk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UoR592oAyk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos abracos cheios de saudades!!!&lt;br /&gt;Em Abril dou um saltinho a Portugal.. Vemo-nos la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4311476995713216973?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4311476995713216973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4311476995713216973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4311476995713216973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4311476995713216973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/04/pequenos-tesouros-encontrados-em-praga.html' title='Pequenos tesouros encontrados em Praga'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7673762687686425888</id><published>2009-03-31T19:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:12:20.508+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nina Simone Take 2</title><content type='html'>Na voz da grande Nina Simone deixo-vos um grande tema... Ainda assim para quem adora esta diva tanto quanto eu aconselho-vos o cd NIna &amp; Piano pela sensibilidade e pela pureza das letras e da voz. Assim, deixo-vos uma das mais conhecidas e seguidamente a minha preferida do album que aconselhei. Para quem tiver a "ousadia" de ouvir a  minha (suponho) primeira recomendacao, deixem o feed back... ;)&lt;br /&gt;Abracos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYSbUOoq4Vg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYSbUOoq4Vg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Simone ---- Seem i'm never Tired Loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qqtfMj8USs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qqtfMj8USs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darling, you always needed&lt;br /&gt;And your tenderness is needed too&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that I’m never tired &lt;br /&gt;loving you, loving you&lt;br /&gt;never was a feeling stronger&lt;br /&gt;aching for the sweet things you do&lt;br /&gt;and it seems that I’m never tired loving you&lt;br /&gt;should the mountains crumble to ashes&lt;br /&gt;and the rain should cease to fall&lt;br /&gt;and if the river stopped its flowing&lt;br /&gt;you’d still be my all in all&lt;br /&gt;and if the clouds cover the sky&lt;br /&gt;so the sunlight won’t come through&lt;br /&gt;then I will never, never, never, never, never,&lt;br /&gt;never, tire loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente... Uma das letras mais lindas de sempre!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-7673762687686425888?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7673762687686425888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7673762687686425888' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7673762687686425888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7673762687686425888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/03/nina-simone-take-2.html' title='Nina Simone &lt;em&gt;Take 2&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4904047945585309642</id><published>2009-03-16T10:48:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:18:07.160Z</updated><title type='text'>Mahalia Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Summertime/Motherless child... Excelente combinacao entre um classico de Gershwin e um espiritual negro. Tudo isto na voz peculiar e arrebatadora de Mahalia Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mc2vVPV_ZTQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mc2vVPV_ZTQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou outra performance (mais genial na minha opiniao...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPBVaRpNEgE"&gt;Mahalia Jackson no seu melhor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei tambem esta perolazinha do Coro Harlem.... Enjoy it! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBtQTzZjUJ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBtQTzZjUJ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A long way from home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A long way from home.....&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/12477613-4904047945585309642?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4904047945585309642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4904047945585309642' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4904047945585309642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4904047945585309642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/03/mahalia-jackson.html' title='Mahalia Jackson'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-927947307564735863</id><published>2009-02-20T12:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:19:26.778Z</updated><title type='text'>Sao fases...</title><content type='html'>Ora posto feito uma doida, ora fico  meses sem postar nadinha de novo. Assustadora esta minha faceta de escorpiao. lool Um tudo ou nada em tudo o que faco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, encontrei no tubas um video para o melhor cd de musica alguma vez feito. Musicalmente perfeito e a niveis de interpretacao a Paula Morelenbaum nao demonstra falhas naquilo que e o seu reportorio basico de ha anos!! Ainda assim ela consegue-se reinventar em cada cd, o que e notorio nos ultimos cds: berinbaum e principalmente no Telecoteco. O estilo e o mesmo mas a forma como ela ataca as notas varia. Simplesmente a nao perder. Por enquanto fiquem com o excelente "O grande amor" de Morelenbaum2 Sakamoto (originalmente de Jobim) no qual Jacques e PAula Morelenbaum em associacao ao pianista Ryuichi Sakamoto fazem renascer a bossa nova. Recomendo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DUgNYKBpXaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DUgNYKBpXaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/12477613-927947307564735863?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/927947307564735863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=927947307564735863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/927947307564735863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/927947307564735863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/02/sao-fases.html' title='Sao fases...'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-948307979424187829</id><published>2009-02-19T12:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:09:30.908Z</updated><title type='text'>Chega de Saudade or No more blues</title><content type='html'>So mais uma.. SO mais uma... Desta vez do grande Joao Gilberto acompanhado pelo grande Jobim... Esta letra e dotada de uma simplicidade que me faz lembrar da verdadeira felicidade: a ingenua e verdadeira essencia do sentimento sem qualquer mascara social ou limitadores pessoais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vai, minha tristeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E diz a ela que sem ela não pode ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diz lhe numa prece que ela regresse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque eu não posso mais sofrer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chega de saudade, a realidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É que sem ela não há paz, não há beleza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É só tristeza, e a melancolia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que não sai de mim, não sai de mim, não sai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas se ela voltar, se ela voltar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que coisa linda, que coisa louca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois há menos peixinhos a nadar no mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do que os beijinhos que eu darei na sua boca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentro dos meus braços os abraços&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hão de ser milhões de abraços apertado assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colado assim, calado assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraços e beijinhos e carinhos sem ter fim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que é pra acabar com esse negócio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De viver longe de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mais esse negócio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De você viver assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos deixar desse negócio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De você viver sem mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/guMek3_D6ls&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/guMek3_D6ls&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-948307979424187829?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/948307979424187829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=948307979424187829' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/948307979424187829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/948307979424187829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/02/chega-de-saudade-or-no-more-blues.html' title='Chega de Saudade or No more blues'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5452840788671460370</id><published>2009-02-19T12:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:30:13.115Z</updated><title type='text'>Gabriela de Antonio Jobim</title><content type='html'>Para quem ja ouviu esta musica e, gosta, de certo concorda comigo que se trata de muito mais sentimento explicito a entrar num contexto mas teatral do que uma simples musica. A evolucao instrumental e do sentimeto contido em cada nota faz desta bossa algo excepcional! A voz do Jobim demonstra sofrimento ("te espero tremendo de amor") e a cadencia final (da rimeira parte da musica) e simplesmente de tirar o folego... Fico sempre com um peso no peito quando oico esta musica repetidamente. Acho que sou demasiado sensivel a niveis musicais... lool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9f1Rgm5_yTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9f1Rgm5_yTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguem souber onde posso comprar este dvd agradecia que me avisassem.. Simplesmente genial ver JObim, e os Morenlenbaum juntos no inicio... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-5452840788671460370?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5452840788671460370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5452840788671460370' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5452840788671460370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5452840788671460370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/02/gabriela-de-antonio-jobim.html' title='Gabriela de Antonio Jobim'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-98596989080821224</id><published>2009-02-11T13:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:06:13.457Z</updated><title type='text'>MINHA bossa nova</title><content type='html'>Vou chama-la de &lt;strong&gt;minha&lt;/strong&gt;, como se eu propria a possuisse. Essa bossa que me arrepia e me faz por vezes descobrir cantos de mim, por mim calados...&lt;br /&gt;Musica que me arrepia, que me faz suar e me leva ao extase da emocao que por lapso esqueco no tedio diario da rotina. Essa bossa que ja nao e nova, renova-me a cada dia e faz-me cada vez mais sentir acima de tudo VIVA! Entao aqui afirmo que a possuo, ou antes ela me possui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letra e de Chico Buarque (1968) e a voz e de Elis Regina. O video e pessimo mas tanto melhor. Aconselho vivamente a ouvir esta musica de olhos fechados. Deixem cada nota voz arrepiar. A mim comoveu-me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já conheço os passos dessa estrada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que não vai dar em nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seus segredos sei de cor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já conheço as pedras do caminho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sei também que ali sozinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vou ficar, tanto pior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que é que eu posso contra o encanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desse amor que eu nego tanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evito tanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que no entanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volta sempre a enfeitiçar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com seus mesmos tristes velhos fatos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que num álbum de retrato&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu teimo em colecionar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDeO6CxmTfM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDeO6CxmTfM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lá vou eu de novo como um tolo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procurar o desconsolo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que cansei de conhecer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Novos dias tristes, noites claras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Versos, cartas, minha cara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ainda volto a lhe escrever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra lhe dizer que isso é pecado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu trago o peito tão marcado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De lembranças do passado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E você sabe a razão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou colecionar mais um soneto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outro retrato em branco e preto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A maltratar meu coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO queria ainda acrescentar que nao me tomem por triste ou nostalgica. Sou apenas amante fiel de musica e a Bossa nova tornou-se realmente intima. Comovi-me de beleza!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos abracos e beijitos&lt;br /&gt;Aline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-98596989080821224?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/98596989080821224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=98596989080821224' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/98596989080821224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/98596989080821224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2009/02/minha-bossa-nova.html' title='MINHA bossa nova'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7132482751566207597</id><published>2008-12-30T18:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:10:40.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Um momento de pura Boa disposicao</title><content type='html'>Muito Bom dia!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Digamos que o meu dia estava a correr benzinho... Mas a partir do momento em que vi este video acho que ganhei o dia! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divirtam-se.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCqJTZ2c_Sg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCqJTZ2c_Sg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o rapazito diz o 100 foi o descalabro... looool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-7132482751566207597?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7132482751566207597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7132482751566207597' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7132482751566207597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7132482751566207597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/12/um-momento-de-pura-boa-disposi.html' title='Um momento de pura Boa disposicao'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1443290107888429857</id><published>2008-12-24T14:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:27:45.702Z</updated><title type='text'>Diana King And.... MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!</title><content type='html'>Nunca pus aqui nada desta pequena grande perola negra! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diana King com L-l-lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KkKpPptOXI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KkKpPptOXI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito para vos desejar um grande NATAL e uma excelente entrada em 2009! Que este novo ano seja igual ou melhor que o ultimo e que as surpresas que a vida vos traga sejam na maioria boas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va, uma musiquinha de Natal!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7V2lXog3tBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7V2lXog3tBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Ghost of Oxford's Street!!! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito Abracos&lt;br /&gt;Aline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-1443290107888429857?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1443290107888429857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1443290107888429857' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1443290107888429857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1443290107888429857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/12/diana-king-and-merry-christmas.html' title='Diana King And.... MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-735440744742233773</id><published>2008-12-15T15:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:20:25.435Z</updated><title type='text'>Kristen Chenoweth</title><content type='html'>É loira, faz'se de burrita na maioria das vezes, mas é, para mim uma grande voz para musicais! Antes que perguntem, sim e a mesma que me faz chorar a riri em Wicked (Popular)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBJn4BHtqqY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBJn4BHtqqY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra excelente:                           :) Qualidade de som pessima... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GWrZWwaybo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GWrZWwaybo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossivel nao rir!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-735440744742233773?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/735440744742233773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=735440744742233773' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/735440744742233773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/735440744742233773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/12/kristen-chenoweth.html' title='Kristen Chenoweth'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-8911226317440604065</id><published>2008-12-15T14:50:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:01:24.791Z</updated><title type='text'>Sumi Jo</title><content type='html'>Posto-vos a minha DIVA!! Para mim a voz das vozes, o sumo dos sumos, o caviar do caviar.... (pronto ja parei) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumi Jo numa entrevista...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qn5PH7MC4g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qn5PH7MC4g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda.... de arrepiar!!!! AMO MESMO A VOZ DA SENHORA!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBLKtFwLxpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBLKtFwLxpQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-8911226317440604065?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/8911226317440604065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=8911226317440604065' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8911226317440604065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8911226317440604065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/12/sumi-jo.html' title='Sumi Jo'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1534720752126018740</id><published>2008-12-09T07:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:27:07.064Z</updated><title type='text'>Comida Japonesa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Para quem já provou, em Portugal apenas, tenho de me armar em "mete nojo" e dizer "Não é a mesma coisa!". No fundo Quase tenho implicita a ideia de: é impossivel não gostar de comida Japonesa! :D Simplesmente porque, para mim, é o melhor que se poderá apreciar (logo a seguir à comidita da minha mãe lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comecei REALMENTE a aventurar-me na cozinha Japonesa e, como não queria começar pelo mais complicado, fiz Onigiri! :) Apesar de super simples fiquei super orgulhosa de mim. LOOOL O sabor ficou muito semelhante. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixo-vos uma foto da minha aventura gastronómica... :) --- depois só falta por a nori (alga) à volta e comer... yummy... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277688134106676258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/ST4dZUS4_CI/AAAAAAAAANc/lipqoVs6v6k/s320/IMGP0410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-1534720752126018740?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1534720752126018740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1534720752126018740' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1534720752126018740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1534720752126018740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/12/comida-japonesa.html' title='Comida Japonesa!'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/ST4dZUS4_CI/AAAAAAAAANc/lipqoVs6v6k/s72-c/IMGP0410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3390170606285245582</id><published>2008-12-06T23:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:08:14.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan 2008 II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSkpw6ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/-A6FmT8k4z4/s1600-h/IMGP0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276817205029300626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSkpw6ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/-A6FmT8k4z4/s320/IMGP0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSQFJgWI/AAAAAAAAANM/G8gFqoCEObE/s1600-h/IMGP0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276817199507013986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSQFJgWI/AAAAAAAAANM/G8gFqoCEObE/s320/IMGP0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSes36xI/AAAAAAAAANE/jtaHoCudDcE/s1600-h/IMGP0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276817203431729938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSes36xI/AAAAAAAAANE/jtaHoCudDcE/s320/IMGP0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As acima são ainda de Koedo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSUX6RnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yUecPE6tW70/s1600-h/IMGP0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276817200659449458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSUX6RnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yUecPE6tW70/s320/IMGP0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shrine (nao encontrei palavra em portugues) em Tokyo que simboliza todos os japoneses que deram a sua vida pelo Japão. Esta estátua simboliza ainda o fim da época de Edo, com a abolição da ordem dos Samurais! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abracos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/12477613-3390170606285245582?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3390170606285245582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3390170606285245582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3390170606285245582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3390170606285245582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/12/japan-2008-ii.html' title='Japan 2008 II'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsFSkpw6ZI/AAAAAAAAANU/-A6FmT8k4z4/s72-c/IMGP0359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7683457345063259582</id><published>2008-12-06T22:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:03:59.919Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan 2008</title><content type='html'>LINDO LINDO LINDO!!! (mas ainda estou a sofrer da "perna do avião" aka Jet leg. :S) -- perdoem-me... sao quase 12h da noite e mal dormi.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais palavras - porque honestamente nao as tenho- Japan 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCc5xXAEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/IppVPtttztI/s1600-h/IMG_4882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276814083962110018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCc5xXAEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/IppVPtttztI/s320/IMG_4882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCcm0fpxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CxNVl5f4y0A/s1600-h/IMG_4860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276814078874986258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCcm0fpxI/AAAAAAAAAMs/CxNVl5f4y0A/s320/IMG_4860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCcQDFu_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QfnNbZFpwjk/s1600-h/IMG_4849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276814072762186738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCcQDFu_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QfnNbZFpwjk/s320/IMG_4849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCcCBGd1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/CGumWFl3eVk/s1600-h/IMG_4833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276814068995749714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCcCBGd1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/CGumWFl3eVk/s320/IMG_4833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCb1C3MKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kTW5ilJuXjE/s1600-h/IMG_4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276814065513476258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCb1C3MKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kTW5ilJuXjE/s320/IMG_4426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So mesmo como rodapé: As imagens com as Momiji (red leaves) foram tiradas em Koedo (pequena Edo - nome antigo dado a Tokyo). É uma cidade lindissima que contem parte do antigo  palacio imperial de Tokyo, destruido por um grande terramoto no inicio do sec XX. Esta parte foi salva por coincidencia, dado que o antigo templo de Koedo fora destruido pelas chamas. Assim, o imperador ordenou que, de forma que o local nao perdesse a sua força, parte do palacio imperial iria para Koedo. Um pequena coincidencia que nos permite, hoje, ver parte daquilo que foi o grande palacio imperial. PS. Os jardins são de cortar a respiração... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;É verdade: provei unagi (enguia) e simplesmente ADOREI!!!! Comidinha japonesa---&gt; EXCELENTE!!!!!!!! lool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Já agora.... Perdi a cabeça a fazer compras por aquelas bandas. Neste momento tenho sapatos rosas e laranjas e botas rosas e verdes. looool Simplesmente demais!!!!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Voltei a fazer Aikido e foi interessante... Apesar de nao despertar o mesmo, adorei faze-lo. Senti-me feliz! :) Mas esta reabilitação tem de ser feita aos poucos! :P eheheh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abracos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/12477613-7683457345063259582?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7683457345063259582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7683457345063259582' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7683457345063259582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7683457345063259582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/12/japan-2008.html' title='Japan 2008'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/STsCc5xXAEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/IppVPtttztI/s72-c/IMG_4882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4325255418901684317</id><published>2008-11-22T11:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:11:03.829Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desde ja quero agradecer a todos que se lembraram de mim no meu dia. Foi um dia cheio de confusao por causa do meu Estudo de Caso mas, a todos que suportaram o meu stress OBRIGADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Em breve colocarei fotos das festas de Terça e Quarta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só para ficarem com uma música que, parvinha de mim, ainda não me tinha lembrado. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pT8Wz1fa-_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pT8Wz1fa-_4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digam lá se a Tina Dico Não tem uma voz especialmente LINDA aqui? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos enormes e fortes!&lt;br /&gt;Alline&lt;br /&gt;Ps. De volta à Republica... Já sinto saudades de vocês meus Tugas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4325255418901684317?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4325255418901684317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4325255418901684317' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4325255418901684317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4325255418901684317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/desde-ja-quero-agradecer-todos-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6720070913896534979</id><published>2008-11-15T18:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:58:56.914Z</updated><title type='text'>ELis</title><content type='html'>Encontrei isso no youtube... Fiquei parva.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granda vocal, interprete e tudo mais... Fiquei mesmo parva....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iTCYEocnUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iTCYEocnUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6720070913896534979?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6720070913896534979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6720070913896534979' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6720070913896534979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6720070913896534979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/elis.html' title='ELis'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6548594403390411505</id><published>2008-11-11T10:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:09:59.848Z</updated><title type='text'>Nara Leao</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não estamos no Carnaval mas na minha cabeça por vezes vem a saudade e, isso, a bossa brasileira na voz de Nara retrata tão bem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Manha de Carnaval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ieWwrmygbA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ieWwrmygbA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Manhã, tão bonita manhã&lt;br /&gt;Na vida, uma nova canção&lt;br /&gt;Cantando só teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Teu riso, tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Pois há de haver um dia&lt;br /&gt;Em que virás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das cordas do meu violão&lt;br /&gt;Que só teu amor procurou&lt;br /&gt;Vem uma voz&lt;br /&gt;Falar dos beijos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;Nos lábios teus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Alegria voltou&lt;br /&gt;Tão feliz a manhã&lt;br /&gt;Deste amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6548594403390411505?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6548594403390411505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6548594403390411505' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6548594403390411505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6548594403390411505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/nara-leao.html' title='Nara Leao'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6291187757573230587</id><published>2008-11-10T11:44:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:48:45.359Z</updated><title type='text'>Milton nascimento e Chico Buarque</title><content type='html'>O que será (à flor da Pele)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThgpA6ZVU2g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ThgpA6ZVU2g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu peço desculpas se ando sem palavras mas nao tenho tido muito tempo... O RAIO do Estudo de caso está-me a virar do avesso. &lt;br /&gt;Bem, Abraços ENORMES de saudades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Contagem decrescente para Portugal iniciada) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6291187757573230587?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6291187757573230587/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6291187757573230587' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6291187757573230587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6291187757573230587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/milton-nascimento-e-chico-buarque.html' title='Milton nascimento e Chico Buarque'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7717372770604874852</id><published>2008-11-10T11:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:38:23.387Z</updated><title type='text'>Jazz Moderno_ Frantisek Kop Quartet</title><content type='html'>Ontem fui a um concerto de jazz moderno excelente!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Grande feeling, excelentes músicos e a atmosfera no Agartha é simplesmente genial! :)&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com &lt;strong&gt;Frantisek KOP quartet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NB0JiVtvoSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NB0JiVtvoSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. O mais giro é que consegui encontrar no tube.. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraços ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-7717372770604874852?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7717372770604874852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7717372770604874852' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7717372770604874852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7717372770604874852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/jazz-moderno-frantisek-kop-quartet.html' title='Jazz Moderno_ Frantisek Kop Quartet'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3220110866793535539</id><published>2008-11-09T15:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:13:35.037Z</updated><title type='text'>Maria Rita</title><content type='html'>:) MPB no seu melhor!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversa de Botequim &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z34T8MEagy0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z34T8MEagy0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oiçam que também não é dificil... :P Hoje ficam sem lyrics.. Tenho preguiça... :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3220110866793535539?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3220110866793535539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3220110866793535539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3220110866793535539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3220110866793535539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/maria-rita.html' title='Maria Rita'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6291467766882131547</id><published>2008-11-09T11:51:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:05:56.384Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sem querer dizer mais, gostava de por aqui uma musiquita para dedicar à minha prima Raquel! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Debora Blanco - Unicamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Vem sentir&lt;br /&gt;a era das águas&lt;br /&gt;o velho tempo terminou&lt;br /&gt;somos filhos&lt;br /&gt;da mãe natureza&lt;br /&gt;ventre do total amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Po1ZM0Nap2M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Po1ZM0Nap2M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;segue-se a história&lt;br /&gt;herdada de Atlantis&lt;br /&gt;todo começo é o caos&lt;br /&gt;a raça humana, eterna mutante&lt;br /&gt;nasce ao plano astral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raiou o sol&lt;br /&gt;que haja luz no novo dia&lt;br /&gt;a voz da fé&lt;br /&gt;é a sombra que te guia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu vou buscar&lt;br /&gt;no silêncio do teu mar&lt;br /&gt;linda sereia&lt;br /&gt;Odoia Yemanjá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas ondas&lt;br /&gt;que lavam a terra&lt;br /&gt;vem tecendo um espiral&lt;br /&gt;tom sereno&lt;br /&gt;que pulsa no mantra&lt;br /&gt;do teu canto sideral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deusa da fonte&lt;br /&gt;rede gigante&lt;br /&gt;espelho do eterno altar&lt;br /&gt;dom da visão, do vôo distante&lt;br /&gt;o sonho pra nos lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raiou o sol&lt;br /&gt;olha o mar que alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sentir você&lt;br /&gt;é viver em harmonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eu vou buscar&lt;br /&gt;pedras brancas pra te dar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;linda sereia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odoia Yemanjá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vem sentir&lt;br /&gt;somos divinos&lt;br /&gt;grãos de areia da razão&lt;br /&gt;num só corpo&lt;br /&gt;de única mente&lt;br /&gt;escolhemos &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;free will zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esse é o motivo&lt;br /&gt;incerto destino&lt;br /&gt;tempo é uma ilusão&lt;br /&gt;íris da noite&lt;br /&gt;ela revela&lt;br /&gt;a próxima dimensão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raiou o sol&lt;br /&gt;que haja luz no novo dia&lt;br /&gt;a voz da fé&lt;br /&gt;é a sombra que te guia&lt;br /&gt;eu vou buscar&lt;br /&gt;no silêncio do teu mar&lt;br /&gt;linda sereia&lt;br /&gt;Odoia Yemanjá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raiou o sol&lt;br /&gt;olha o mar que alegria&lt;br /&gt;sentir você&lt;br /&gt;é viver em harmonia&lt;br /&gt;eu vou buscar&lt;br /&gt;pedras brancas pra te dar&lt;br /&gt;linda sereia&lt;br /&gt;Odoia Yemanjá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem antiga, bem sei, mas continua ser uma fonte de energia! :) &lt;br /&gt;Amo-te muito minha prima Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6291467766882131547?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6291467766882131547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6291467766882131547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6291467766882131547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6291467766882131547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/sem-querer-dizer-mais-gostava-de-por.html' title=''/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4138235923402824269</id><published>2008-11-06T13:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:14:59.611Z</updated><title type='text'>Va mais uma de Metal... MISHEARD</title><content type='html'>Encontrei isto no youtuba há já algum tempo. e estava eu a trabalhar quando me lembrei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente genial... :) NIghtwish- Misheard Wishmaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gg5_mlQOsUQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gg5_mlQOsUQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4138235923402824269?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4138235923402824269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4138235923402824269' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4138235923402824269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4138235923402824269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/va-mais-uma-de-metal-misheard.html' title='Va mais uma de Metal... MISHEARD'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1304292590234851512</id><published>2008-11-06T12:02:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:21:41.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Metal? Porque nao?</title><content type='html'>Para quem nao gosta &lt;strong&gt;porque nao gosta &lt;/strong&gt;de metal, deixo-vos uma reliquia de symphonic metal (my favourite). Têm de ouvir até ao fim!!! Não parem por causa da voz do monstrinho LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epica in Phantom Agony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAlRf9qf9d0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAlRf9qf9d0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora? continuam a não gostar? ;) Simplesmente Genial!!!&lt;br /&gt;Acho que quem gosta de musica clássica está a um passo de gostar de symphonic metal! :) &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-1304292590234851512?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1304292590234851512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1304292590234851512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1304292590234851512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1304292590234851512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/metal-porque-nao.html' title='Metal? Porque nao?'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4507583106725095460</id><published>2008-11-04T11:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:34:01.437Z</updated><title type='text'>Fallen memories</title><content type='html'>Melodia de cortar a respiração, vozes que arrepiam...&lt;br /&gt;God, como e que aquele gajo grande me pode parecer tao .... nesta musica. LOL&lt;br /&gt;A voz dele é demais e a dona "Corvo" também está breathtaking...&lt;br /&gt;Vejam e nao me oiçam! :) *estou doentinha... 7 dias em casa... * BORING!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There were nights when the wind was so cold&lt;br /&gt;That my body froze in bed if I just listened to it right outside the window&lt;br /&gt;There were days when the sun was so cruel&lt;br /&gt;That all the tears turned to dust and I just knew my eyes were drying up forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-aNg2jwU_o&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y-aNg2jwU_o&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished crying in the instant that you left&lt;br /&gt;And I can't remember where or when or how&lt;br /&gt;And I banished every memory you and I have ever made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you touch me like this (touch me like this)&lt;br /&gt;And you hold me like that (hold me like that)&lt;br /&gt;I just have to admit that it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;When I touch you like this (touch you like this)&lt;br /&gt;And I hold you like that (hold you like that)&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to believe but it's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light&lt;br /&gt;There were things I'd never do again but then they'd always seemed right&lt;br /&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure&lt;br /&gt;It was more than any laws allow-baby, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I kiss you like this (kiss you like this)&lt;br /&gt;And if you whisper like that (whisper like that)&lt;br /&gt;It was lost long ago but it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me like this (if you want me like this)&lt;br /&gt;And if you need me like that (if you need me like that)&lt;br /&gt;It was dead long ago but it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to resist and it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;I can barely recall, but it's all coming back to me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you were history with the slamming of the door&lt;br /&gt;And I made myself so strong again somehow&lt;br /&gt;And I never wasted any of my time on you since then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I touch you like this (touch you like this)&lt;br /&gt;And if you kiss me like that (kiss me like that)&lt;br /&gt;It was so long ago but it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;If you touch me like this (touch me like this)&lt;br /&gt;And if I kiss you like that (kiss you like that)&lt;br /&gt;It was gone with the wind but it's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see me like this (see me like this)&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you like that (see you like that)&lt;br /&gt;Then we see what we want to see-all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flesh and the fantasies-all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;I can barley recall, but it's all coming back to me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you forgive me all this (forgive me all this)&lt;br /&gt;If I forgive you all that (forgive you all that)&lt;br /&gt;We forgive and forget and it's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;We forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;And it's all coming back to me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até me sinto mal por nunca ter postado esta reliquia. É simplesmente uma das musicas mais powerful que conheco...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4507583106725095460?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4507583106725095460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4507583106725095460' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4507583106725095460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4507583106725095460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/fallen-memories.html' title='Fallen memories'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-2396531330761633100</id><published>2008-11-02T13:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-02T14:05:31.228Z</updated><title type='text'>Amália : 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desde já queria ainda postar a minha interpretação favorita de &lt;strong&gt;Estranha forma de vida&lt;/strong&gt;. Para mim, apenas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amália&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me conseguiu arrepiar e... bem admitamos... molhar os olhitos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande interpretação!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Foi por vontade de Deus&lt;br /&gt;que eu vivo nesta ansiedade.&lt;br /&gt;Que todos os ais são meus,&lt;br /&gt;que é toda a minha saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Foi por vontade de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que estranha forma de vida&lt;br /&gt;tem este meu coração:&lt;br /&gt;vives de vida perdida;&lt;br /&gt;Quem lhe daria o condão?&lt;br /&gt;Que estranha forma de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFgctURyGp4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFgctURyGp4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coração independente,&lt;br /&gt;coração que não comando:&lt;br /&gt;vives perdido entre a gente,&lt;br /&gt;teimosamente sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;coração independente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não te acompanho mais:&lt;br /&gt;para, deixa de bater.&lt;br /&gt;Se não sabes aonde vais,&lt;br /&gt;porque teimas em correr,&lt;br /&gt;eu não te acompanho mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não sabes onde vais:&lt;br /&gt;para, deixa de bater,&lt;br /&gt;eu não te acompanho mais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem nao gosta de Amália é porque nunca ouviu. Não entendo como é que não se gosta de tal voz... tanta musicalidade... Tanto conteúdo. Amo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-2396531330761633100?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/2396531330761633100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=2396531330761633100' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2396531330761633100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2396531330761633100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/amlia-2.html' title='Amália : 2'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-4270306870156063872</id><published>2008-11-02T13:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:56:06.462Z</updated><title type='text'>Querem fado?</title><content type='html'>Parva comigo fiquei quando descobri que tenho 2 post de Mariza e nem um de Amalia... :S Que falha...&lt;br /&gt;Mas tendo entao para modificar essa falha agora mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amália&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Com que voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com que voz chorarei meu triste fado,&lt;br /&gt;que em tão dura paixão me sepultou.&lt;br /&gt;Que mor não seja a dor que me deixou&lt;br /&gt;o tempo, de meu bem desenganado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas chorar não estima neste estado&lt;br /&gt;aonde suspirar nunca aproveitou.&lt;br /&gt;Triste quero viver, poi se mudou&lt;br /&gt;em tisteza a alegria do passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RBo6TuUoz7Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RBo6TuUoz7Q&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim a vida passo descontente,&lt;br /&gt;ao som nesta prisão do grilhão duro&lt;br /&gt;que lastima ao pé que a sofre e sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tanto mal, a causa é amor puro,&lt;br /&gt;devido a quem de mim tenho ausente,&lt;br /&gt;por quem a vida e bens dele aventuro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É de arrepiar.... :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-4270306870156063872?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/4270306870156063872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=4270306870156063872' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4270306870156063872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/4270306870156063872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/querem-fado.html' title='Querem fado?'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5560778061075106927</id><published>2008-11-02T13:28:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:34:20.656Z</updated><title type='text'>MAGNIFICA SIMONE DE OLIVEIRA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estive a ouvir umas musicas antigas da eurovisao e dei de caras com a nossa Simone. Para mim a &lt;strong&gt;Desfolhada Portuguesa &lt;/strong&gt;e um musica que foi bastante directa e critica para 1969 pelo que, para mim, e como um grito contra uma sociedade hipocrita que ainda hoje subsiste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quem faz um filho, fá-lo por gosto"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com a musica que hoje (a proposito, estou doentinha) me arrepiou e me fez (ainda mais) orgulhosa da minha lingua.&lt;br /&gt;Grande, Grande e LINDISSIMA Simone de Olivera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corpo de linho, lábios de mosto&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo lindo, meu fogo posto&lt;br /&gt;Eira de milho, luar de Agosto&lt;br /&gt;Quem faz um filho fá-lo por gosto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É milho-rei, milho vermelho&lt;br /&gt;Cravo de carne, bago de amor&lt;br /&gt;Filho de um rei que sendo velho&lt;br /&gt;Volta a nascer quando há calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha palavra dita à luz do sol nascente&lt;br /&gt;Meu madrigal de madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Amor, amor, amor, amor, amor presente&lt;br /&gt;Em cada espiga desfolhada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CrX5hEvlCk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CrX5hEvlCk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha raiz de pinho verde&lt;br /&gt;Meu céu azul tocando a serra&lt;br /&gt;Ó, minha mágoa e minha sede&lt;br /&gt;Ao mar, ao sul da minha terra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É trigo loiro, é além Tejo&lt;br /&gt;O meu país neste momento&lt;br /&gt;O sol, o queima, o vento, o beija&lt;br /&gt;Seara louca em movimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha palavra dita à luz do sol nascente&lt;br /&gt;Meu madrigal de madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Amor, amor, amor, amor, amor presente&lt;br /&gt;Em cada espiga desfolhada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhos de amêndoa, cisterna escura&lt;br /&gt;Onde se alpendra a desventura&lt;br /&gt;Moira escondida, moira encantada&lt;br /&gt;Lenda perdida, lenda encontrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó, minha terra, minha aventura&lt;br /&gt;Casca de noz desamparada&lt;br /&gt;Ó, minha terra, minha lonjura&lt;br /&gt;Por mim perdida, por mim achada &lt;/strong&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/12477613-5560778061075106927?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5560778061075106927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5560778061075106927' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5560778061075106927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5560778061075106927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/11/magnifica-simone-de-oliveira.html' title='MAGNIFICA SIMONE DE OLIVEIRA!'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-8690287291001214068</id><published>2008-10-31T09:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:40:48.147Z</updated><title type='text'>Bossa Nova... Just wait and you'll see ;)</title><content type='html'>Enquanto me encontro cada vez mais na bossa nova relembro os grandes epicos...&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com as Aguas de Marco: &lt;strong&gt;Tom JObim e Elis Regina &lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É pau, é pedra,&lt;br /&gt;é o fim do caminho&lt;br /&gt;É um resto de toco,&lt;br /&gt;é um pouco sozinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um caco de vidro,&lt;br /&gt;é a vida, é o sol&lt;br /&gt;É a noite, é a morte,&lt;br /&gt;é um laço, é o anzol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É peroba do campo,&lt;br /&gt;é o nó da madeira&lt;br /&gt;Caingá, candeia,&lt;br /&gt;é o Matita Pereira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É madeira de vento,&lt;br /&gt;tombo da ribanceira&lt;br /&gt;É o mistério profundo,&lt;br /&gt;é o queira ou não queira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o vento ventando,&lt;br /&gt;é o fim da ladeira&lt;br /&gt;É a viga, é o vão,&lt;br /&gt;festa da cumeeira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a chuva chovendo,&lt;br /&gt;é conversa ribeira&lt;br /&gt;Das águas de março,&lt;br /&gt;é o fim da canseira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/97BwLXtLTT0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/97BwLXtLTT0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o pé, é o chão,&lt;br /&gt;é a marcha estradeira&lt;br /&gt;Passarinho na mão,&lt;br /&gt;pedra de atiradeira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma ave no céu,&lt;br /&gt;é uma ave no chão&lt;br /&gt;É um regato, é uma fonte,&lt;br /&gt;é um pedaço de pão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o fundo do poço,&lt;br /&gt;é o fim do caminho&lt;br /&gt;No rosto o desgosto,&lt;br /&gt;é um pouco sozinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um estrepe, é um prego,&lt;br /&gt;é uma conta, é um conto&lt;br /&gt;É uma ponta, é um ponto,&lt;br /&gt;é um pingo pingando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um peixe, é um gesto,&lt;br /&gt;é uma prata brilhando&lt;br /&gt;É a luz da manhã,&lt;br /&gt;é o tijolo chegando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a lenha, é o dia,&lt;br /&gt;é o fim da picada&lt;br /&gt;É a garrafa de cana,&lt;br /&gt;o estilhaço na estrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o projeto da casa,&lt;br /&gt;é o corpo na cama&lt;br /&gt;É o carro enguiçado,&lt;br /&gt;é a lama, é a lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um passo, é uma ponte,&lt;br /&gt;é um sapo, é uma rã&lt;br /&gt;É um resto de mato,&lt;br /&gt;na luz da manhã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São as águas de março&lt;br /&gt;fechando o verão&lt;br /&gt;É a promessa de vida&lt;br /&gt;no teu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma cobra, é um pau,&lt;br /&gt;é João, é José&lt;br /&gt;É um espinho na mão,&lt;br /&gt;é um corte no pé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um passo, é uma ponte,&lt;br /&gt;é um sapo, é uma rã&lt;br /&gt;É um belo horizonte,&lt;br /&gt;é uma febre terçã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São as águas de março&lt;br /&gt;fechando o verão&lt;br /&gt;É a promessa de vida&lt;br /&gt;no teu coração&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora digam la se o sorriso da Elis e o comportamento do Jobim nao sao demais... LINDO e SIMPLESMENTE GENIAL! &lt;br /&gt;E impossivel ouvir sem bater o pezinho ou mesmo comecar desenfreado a dancar (esse e o meu caso eeheheheheh)&lt;br /&gt;Abracos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-8690287291001214068?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/8690287291001214068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=8690287291001214068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8690287291001214068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/8690287291001214068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/bossa-nova-just-wait-and-youll-see.html' title='Bossa Nova... Just wait and you&apos;ll see ;)'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1972676802463871419</id><published>2008-10-26T22:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:11:04.841Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais um dia...</title><content type='html'>Ha dias em que aqui escrevo mais para nao me esquecer de determinada musica ou mesmo para ficar registrado na minha memoria determinado momento... Hoje falo por desabafo. E porque o faco atraves dest blog? Porque, honestamente, mesmo em monologo, por vezes escrever arruma a bagunca que a minha cabeca transborda. E ao ler esta geringonca vezes e vezes sem conta, deixa-me tranquila... Como se os meus interrogatorios se afogassem neste teclado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filmes... Fui hoje ver o ultimo filme (por sinal excelente) de Woody Allen: Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A narrativa esta excelente porem fiquei algo deprimida. Nao sei se vos acontece mas por vezes nao se reveem nas falas de outros? Como se, de repente, nos lessem os recantos mais sordidos da vossa alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261599671657490146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SQT1BjN05uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-f_8N4YwFHA/s320/vicky_cristina_barcelona1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;E enquanto vi este gradioso filme, revi-me em mil e umas cenas. Quem e que nao tera um pouco de Cristina na insustentavel procura de algo que nao sabemos o que. "Eu nao sei o que gosto, so sei o que nao gosto"... Quantas vezes eu ja utilizei esta expressao? Ao mesmo tempo, Vicky, como personagem com falta de coragem para admitir as suas vontades, esbofeteava-me e abanava-me para que eu deixasse esta minha versao de Vegetal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deprimente para quem, como eu, se reviu no filme porem um bom filme. Adorei! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uma coisa curiosa que cada vez mais me faz surpreender mais e a minha vontade (e capacidade)  de me divertir sozinha. A minha estadia na Republica Checa fez-me verificar o quanto positivo e libertador pode ser andar sozinha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ontem sai a noite com umas colegas. Dado que elas queriam conversar, estive a dancar na pista cerca de 4h sozinha. Honestamente, poucas vezes me senti tao BEEEEM! Descobri o significado da expressao "Girls just want to have fun" which means nothings else boys. ehehehhe e o quanto e dificil para um 3 patas masculino entender o significado dessa expressao.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De qualquer dos modos, tive um grande fim de semana! E comeco a abencoada semana com uma ida rapida a Portugal. E o quanto sinto saudades do teu sal... meu mar... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abracos a todos...&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/12477613-1972676802463871419?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1972676802463871419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1972676802463871419' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1972676802463871419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1972676802463871419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/mais-um-dia.html' title='Mais um dia...'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SQT1BjN05uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-f_8N4YwFHA/s72-c/vicky_cristina_barcelona1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6899696505561795220</id><published>2008-10-24T21:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:55:12.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu primeiro Workshop</title><content type='html'>Inicio este post a modos de livrinho de baptismo. Segue-se "o meu primeiro dente", "O meu primeiro cabelo branco" e o que se segue so o tipo que habita nas nuvens (falo de avioes.... LOL), sabera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora a serio!!!!!! Encontrei coragem e inscrevi-me no meu primeiro workshop. Categoria: GOSPEL!!!! Sister act versao Aline LOOL&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma Experiencia especial e inesquecivel. Conheci muitas pessoas excelentes de que gostaria de manter o contacto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.britishgospelarts.com"&gt;Andreas Encinas&lt;/a&gt; foi a instrutora que puxou por nos e nos fez cantar tons que nem sabiamos que alcancavamos. Foi especial. Ate eu que, como sabem, com excepcaodo karaoke, "panico-me toda" fiz uns solozinhos. :) Fiquem com as fotos de um fim de semana especialmente unico!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260824860639726882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SQI0VnP5jSI/AAAAAAAAALk/4Kvk0Ee3cb0/s320/P1010982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Majestosa Andreas Encinas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260824873400336114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SQI0WWyQ_vI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Mkn35QLiPYk/s320/P1010985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andreas Encinas e "Moi"... E que paciencia que a senhora teve... :S Devido aos meus lindos nervos esquecia o tom nos meus solos... :S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260824868903084354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SQI0WGCCYUI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ku92xwgzMcM/s320/P1010990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O lindo Grupinho!!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abracos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6899696505561795220?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6899696505561795220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6899696505561795220' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6899696505561795220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6899696505561795220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-meu-primeiro-workshop.html' title='O meu primeiro Workshop'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qH23sphSlSk/SQI0VnP5jSI/AAAAAAAAALk/4Kvk0Ee3cb0/s72-c/P1010982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-151136839198522411</id><published>2008-10-24T16:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:10:28.894+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PIno e Lino</title><content type='html'>LOOOOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, como sabem estou bem longe para ver a nova serie do Gato Fedorento (descobri ate o facto por coincidencia). Mas adorei ver que o humor esta o mesmo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pino e Lino... Grande Hugo chavez.. Ate da do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yu8DMKvNLIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yu8DMKvNLIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-151136839198522411?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/151136839198522411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=151136839198522411' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/151136839198522411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/151136839198522411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/pino-e-lino.html' title='PIno e Lino'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3579142179326970817</id><published>2008-10-07T17:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:45:59.718+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fado e Flamenco</title><content type='html'>Vozes unicas, incunfundiveis... O novo cd de &lt;strong&gt;Mariza &lt;/strong&gt;surpreendeu-me por duas razoes: influencias espanholas que dao um novo sabor a sua musica, porem... Nao me soube ao fado tradicional. De qualquer modo acho que o fado pode evoluir e fundir-se com alguns estilos que tenham de facto alguma semelhanca. Africa e Espanha por exemplo... :) Penso que tera de facto muitas criticas, porem este novo cd tem uma musicalidade genuina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipico da nossa Mariza, surpreende-nos a cada novo cd. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com um gostinho na boca .. A minha Musica preferida de "Terra": Pequenas Verdades com a genuina Concha Buika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VfdaqrX6WjM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VfdaqrX6WjM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3579142179326970817?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3579142179326970817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3579142179326970817' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3579142179326970817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3579142179326970817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/fado-e-flamenco.html' title='Fado e Flamenco'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7720242806374689298</id><published>2008-10-04T10:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:00:03.728+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Iva Frühlingová - La chanson de Pierre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linda esta chanson :) A vocalista e checa e o acompanhante dispensa apresentacoes: Pierre Richard!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;La Chanson de Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ur6bA-81wfA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ur6bA-81wfA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Pierre, distrait legendaire&lt;br /&gt;Sais-tu l´effet que tu peux faire?&lt;br /&gt;Tes yeux qui cherchent et qui revent le charme sous la maladresse&lt;br /&gt;Dis-moi sans ta chaussure noire et sans ton parapluie&lt;br /&gt;Comment sont tes histoires dans la vie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Pierre, copain et compere, quelle est ta facon de faire?&lt;br /&gt;Que cachent tes droles manieres&lt;br /&gt;Tes couleurs graves ou bien legeres&lt;br /&gt;Comme moi, de millions de femmes voudraient voir les facettes&lt;br /&gt;Les recettes et cachettes de ton ame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euh bonjour mademoiselle, vous etes en train de parler de moi, la... c´est embarassant et sourtout...euh...on n´a pas ete presentes...vous etes...&lt;br /&gt;Iva...Je m´appelle Iva...mais c´est fou ca, je parle de vous et vous etes la...&lt;br /&gt;Vous parlez de moi...oui mais pourquoi de moi d´abord?&lt;br /&gt;Je vous aime bien, j´avais envie de faire une chanson sur vous&lt;br /&gt;Une chanson sur moi...ah oui...ah bon...&lt;br /&gt;On m´avait jamais fait ca... Mais d´abord...pourquoi moi...je pourrais faire une chanson sur vous aussi...&lt;br /&gt;Non c´est moi qui chante je prefere une chanson sur vous&lt;br /&gt;Ah non non, non y´a pas de raisons...on pourrait faire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iva la belle des pays froids tu chantes tres bien oui ma foi...&lt;br /&gt;bon c´est un debut&lt;br /&gt;Iva j´aime bien ce nom la...cet air et ce deux climats...&lt;br /&gt;un peu jazzy moi aussi j´aime bien&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que j´aime cette chanson, cette chanson d´Iva&lt;br /&gt;Quand elle ne parle pas trop de moi&lt;br /&gt;Ah non, c´est la chanson de Pierre, justement ce qui est bien c´est quand je parle de toi. la, ca devient un peu n´importe quoi...&lt;br /&gt;Non, je te promets, c´est bien comme ca, c´est la chanson d´Iva&lt;br /&gt;C´est toi qui chante...&lt;br /&gt;Non, j´aime bien quand tu chantes aussi c´est pas mal... Mais c´est la chanson die Pierre, c´est ca mon idee...&lt;br /&gt;Je crois que je sais comment ca va finir... La chanson de Pierre et Iva &lt;/strong&gt;&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/12477613-7720242806374689298?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7720242806374689298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7720242806374689298' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7720242806374689298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7720242806374689298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/iva-frhlingov-la-chanson-de-pierre.html' title='Iva Frühlingová - La chanson de Pierre'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6575180204696052081</id><published>2008-10-04T10:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:47:13.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Va so mais duas de Snow patrol... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acordei numa de Snow patrol... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/88jESgXURU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/88jESgXURU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E a EPICA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Chasing cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/TDibGGHYUL/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/TDibGGHYUL/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora digam la se tambem nao tem vontade de ouvir mais... ehehhe&lt;br /&gt;Abracos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-6575180204696052081?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6575180204696052081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6575180204696052081' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6575180204696052081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6575180204696052081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/va-so-mais-duas-de-snow-patrol.html' title='Va so mais duas de Snow patrol... :)'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-974573656397844348</id><published>2008-10-04T10:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:17:40.124+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Open your eyes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snow patrol... Simplesmente Genial... Como sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Open Your Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/GHkYfx3zqH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/GHkYfx3zqH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All this feels strange and untrue&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;br /&gt;My bones ache, my skin feels cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting so tired and so old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger swells in my guts&lt;br /&gt;And I won't feel these slices and cuts&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you to look into mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up, get out, get away from these liars&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they don't get your soul or your fire&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine&lt;br /&gt;And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute from this minute now&lt;br /&gt;We can do what we like anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you to look into mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll open your eyes [x8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this feels strange and untrue&lt;br /&gt;And I won't waste a minute without you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-974573656397844348?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/974573656397844348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=974573656397844348' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/974573656397844348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/974573656397844348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/open-your-eyes.html' title='Open your eyes....'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5494500318192036084</id><published>2008-10-01T11:32:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:38:50.381+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma de India Arie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao consigo simplesmente passar sem adicionar esta Excelente musica! India Arie em Good Morning. Agora digam la se ela nao tem uma voz simplesmente genial e Unica! E so de pensar que foi por acaso que a encontrei... Adoro estas coincidencias que simplesmente nos fazem mudar... Encontrar esta vocalista recarregou-me as baterias! :) Espero que tenha o mesmo efeitos em voces! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Good morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGh8zAK_8yE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGh8zAK_8yE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good morning silence&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to the pain in the center of my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how much I miss&lt;br /&gt;a simple good morning kiss&lt;br /&gt;oh ohhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning independence or is it loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;I know I said I wanted this but I have regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for God's will to be done&lt;br /&gt;The very next day you were gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to the harsh realities of life&lt;br /&gt;and good morning to the fact we're not husband and wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a promise to stay&lt;br /&gt;But destiny got in the way&lt;br /&gt;oh ohhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning acceptance&lt;br /&gt;Good morning inner strength&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving every moment&lt;br /&gt;even the strain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how much I miss&lt;br /&gt;a simple good morning kiss&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how much I've missed&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for me to live&lt;br /&gt;oh ohhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning optimism&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to my faith&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to the beginning of a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God's will be done&lt;br /&gt;So I lay down my pain and I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God's will be done.&lt;br /&gt;So it's a good morning after all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente genial...&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-5494500318192036084?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5494500318192036084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5494500318192036084' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5494500318192036084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5494500318192036084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/10/mais-uma-de-india-arie.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mais uma de India Arie...&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-2685753166155009883</id><published>2008-09-29T10:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:25:07.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay e Alanis Morissette</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Quem me conhece sabe que eu ligo de forma ligeira os Coldplay a&lt;em&gt; emo movement &lt;/em&gt;lol, )quer dizer... quem e que poe uma faixa do cd como "Cemiteries of London"?... De qualquer modo do novo cd há duas faixas que me viciaram: a &lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt; e a &lt;em&gt;Strawberries Swing. :)&lt;/em&gt; Fiquem com aquela que acho simplesmente GENIAL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it started we had high hopes&lt;br /&gt;Now my back’s on the line&lt;br /&gt;My back’s on the ropes&lt;br /&gt;When it started we were alright&lt;br /&gt;But night makes a fool of us&lt;br /&gt;In the daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we were dying of frustration&lt;br /&gt;Saying Lord lead me not into temptation&lt;br /&gt;But it’s not easy when she’s turns you on&lt;br /&gt;Still stay gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3KtlVuYSEiA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3KtlVuYSEiA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’d only&lt;br /&gt;If you’d only say “Yes”&lt;br /&gt;Whether you will’s anybody’s guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only God knows I’m trying my best&lt;br /&gt;But I’m just so tired of this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, up they picked me by the big toe&lt;br /&gt;I was held from the rooftop then they let go&lt;br /&gt;There’s only screaming&lt;br /&gt;Let the windows down&lt;br /&gt;As I crawl onto the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’d only, if you’d only say “Yes”&lt;br /&gt;Whether you will’s anybody’s guess&lt;br /&gt;God, only God knows she won’t let me rest&lt;br /&gt;But I’m just so tired of this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I’ve become so tired of this loneliness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Agora digam lá se afinal Coldplay não é giro? :P eheeh (desculpem mas nao encontrei esta musiquita com um video melhorizito e o resto eram apenas previews de 30 sec. Achei que mereciam nao ficar com água na boca... :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mas a &lt;strong&gt;música da semana &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(tchan tchan tchan tchan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; vai para Alanis Morissette com "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Citizen of the Planet&lt;/span&gt;". :) Esta menina está mudada!!! :) O ultimo cd está com um ritmo algo alucidante!! É bom rever Alanis numa versão mais "&lt;em&gt;speedada"&lt;/em&gt;. Honestamente, a meu ver, ela pecava pela monotonia... Adiante, Lyrics, of COURRRRRRRSE: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I start up in the north&lt;br /&gt;I grow from special seed&lt;br /&gt;I sprinkle it with sensibility&lt;br /&gt;From French and Hungarian snow&lt;br /&gt;I linger in the sprouting&lt;br /&gt;Until my engine's full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TmnLBPENNys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TmnLBPENNys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I move across the sea&lt;br /&gt;To European bliss&lt;br /&gt;To language of poets&lt;br /&gt;As I cut the cord of home&lt;br /&gt;I kiss my mother's mother&lt;br /&gt;Look to the horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide eyed, new ground&lt;br /&gt;Humbled by my new surroundings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a citizen of the planet&lt;br /&gt;My president is Kwan Yin&lt;br /&gt;My frontier is on an airplane&lt;br /&gt;My prison's homes for rehabilitating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I fly back to my nest&lt;br /&gt;I fly back with my nuclear&lt;br /&gt;But everything is different&lt;br /&gt;So I wait&lt;br /&gt;My yearn for home is broadened&lt;br /&gt;Patriotism expanded&lt;br /&gt;By callings from beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pack my things&lt;br /&gt;Nothing precious&lt;br /&gt;All things sacred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a citizen of the planet&lt;br /&gt;My laws are all of attraction&lt;br /&gt;My punishments are consequences&lt;br /&gt;Separating from source the original sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a citizen of the planet&lt;br /&gt;Democracy's kids are sovereign&lt;br /&gt;Where the teachers are the sages&lt;br /&gt;And pedestals filled with every parent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the next few years are blurry&lt;br /&gt;The next decade's a flurry&lt;br /&gt;Of smells and tastes unknown&lt;br /&gt;Threads sewn straight through this fabric&lt;br /&gt;Through fields of every color&lt;br /&gt;One culture to another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I come alive&lt;br /&gt;And I get giddy&lt;br /&gt;And I am taken and globally naturalized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a citizen of the planet&lt;br /&gt;From simple roots through high vision&lt;br /&gt;I am guarded by the angels&lt;br /&gt;And my body guides the direction I go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a citizen of the planet&lt;br /&gt;My favorite pastime edge stretching&lt;br /&gt;Besotten with human condition&lt;br /&gt;These ideals are born from my deepest within&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ou não é GENIAL?????? :) &lt;br /&gt;Bem vou andando porque o Estudo de Caso não aperece feito por si só. :S &lt;br /&gt;Abracos para todos e uma EXCELENTE SEMANA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-2685753166155009883?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/2685753166155009883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=2685753166155009883' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2685753166155009883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2685753166155009883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/09/coldplay-e-alanis-morissette.html' title='Coldplay e Alanis Morissette'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3804352804649211161</id><published>2008-09-28T17:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:47:14.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Va la por hoje e mesmo o ultimo... lool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sim, porque hoje ja abusei!! :) DA mesma menina do post anterior: &lt;em&gt;India.Arie - I choose&lt;/em&gt;, Yeah babe!!! LOOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Because you never know where life is gonna take you ...&lt;br /&gt;Because you never know where life is gonna take you&lt;br /&gt;and you can't change where you've been.&lt;br /&gt;But today, I have the opportunity to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;Here am I now looking at 30 and I got so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get this off of my chest, I gotta let it go today.&lt;br /&gt;I was always too concerned about what everybody would think.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't live for everybody, I gotta live my life for me.(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I pitched a fork in the road of my life and ain't nothing gonna happen unless I decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;(And I choose) to be the best that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;(I choose) to be authentic in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;My past don't dictate who I am. I choose. (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;I done been through some painful things I thought that I would never make it through.&lt;br /&gt;Filled up with shame from the top of my head to the soles of my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I put myself in so many chaotic circumstances, but by the grace of God I've been given so many second chances.&lt;br /&gt;But today I decided to let it all go. I'm dropping these bags, I'm making room for my joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;(And I choose) to be the best that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;(I choose) to be authentic in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;My past don't dictate who I am. I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4eyVBxuB58U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4eyVBxuB58U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;Because you never know where life is gonna take you and you can't change where you've been.&lt;br /&gt;But today, I have the opportunity to choose. (Hey ey)&lt;br /&gt;I used to have guilt about why things happen they way they did cuz life is gone do what it do.&lt;br /&gt;And everyday, I have the opportunity to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3:]&lt;br /&gt;From this day forward I'm going to be exactly who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to change the way that I live just to get a man. (NO!)&lt;br /&gt;I even had a talk with my mama and I told her the day I'm grown,&lt;br /&gt;"from this day forward, every decision I make will be my own." And hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;(And I choose) to be the best that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;(I choose) to be courageous in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;My past don't dictate who I am. I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I choose) to be the best that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;(I choose) to be authentic in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;My past don't dictate who I am. I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;Because you never know where life is gonna take you and you can't change where you've been.&lt;br /&gt;But today, I have the opportunity to choose. (Hey ey)&lt;br /&gt;I used to have guilt about why things happen they way they did cuz life is gone do what it do.&lt;br /&gt;And everyday, I have the opportunity to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos... ALI signs OFF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3804352804649211161?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3804352804649211161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3804352804649211161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3804352804649211161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3804352804649211161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/09/va-la-por-hoje-e-mesmo-o-ultimo-lool.html' title='Va la por hoje e mesmo o ultimo... lool'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1890776149268265984</id><published>2008-09-28T17:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:42:13.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>India.Arie _ Purify Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encontrei esta Perola negra Agorinha!!! Tinha de partilhar!!!! :) Va la batam o pezinho!!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Easy like Sunday mornin&lt;br /&gt;like an angel callin&lt;br /&gt;he takin me all in&lt;br /&gt;and i'm embrassin him with my skin&lt;br /&gt;Like a glimmer of life&lt;br /&gt;like a vision of light&lt;br /&gt;and he's so perfect i couldn't picture him if i tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see some may come&lt;br /&gt;some may go&lt;br /&gt;but i'll follow you wherever you the perfect mate for my soul&lt;br /&gt;and i know i loose control whenever i'm around you cause you given me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand&lt;br /&gt;and that's more than enough&lt;br /&gt;your glance&lt;br /&gt;is like jumpin in the river of&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;purify me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OqAbM_k1RcM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OqAbM_k1RcM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's summertime always&lt;br /&gt;like it's sunny out all day&lt;br /&gt;whenever you smile&lt;br /&gt;sweeter than momma's homemade&lt;br /&gt;and i thought every man was made the same&lt;br /&gt;but a world of smoke and ashes boy your are milk and honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see some may come&lt;br /&gt;some may go&lt;br /&gt;but fill me up with your love&lt;br /&gt;you're nourishment to my soul&lt;br /&gt;and i know i loose control&lt;br /&gt;whenever i'm around you&lt;br /&gt;cuz you given me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-1890776149268265984?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1890776149268265984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1890776149268265984' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1890776149268265984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1890776149268265984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/09/indiaarie-purify-me.html' title='India.Arie _ Purify Me'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-6148018485557612127</id><published>2008-09-28T16:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:41:48.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Duffy -- MERCY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mercy my dears... Ao encontrar esta menina ha algum tempo nunca pensei que ela me viciasse tanto... Enjoy!!!!! A Crackada da Amy "Casa de vinhos" fica a milhas desta voz (ou mesmo da voz da Adele).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta stay true&lt;br /&gt;my morals got me on my knees&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging please stop playing games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what this is&lt;br /&gt;but you got me good&lt;br /&gt;just like you knew you would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;but you do it well&lt;br /&gt;I’m under your spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;You got me begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;why wont you release me&lt;br /&gt;you got me begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;why wont you release me&lt;br /&gt;I said release me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDN78iMR4rQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDN78iMR4rQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you think that i&lt;br /&gt;will be something on the side&lt;br /&gt;but you got to understand&lt;br /&gt;that i need a man&lt;br /&gt;who can take my hand yes i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what this is&lt;br /&gt;but you got me good&lt;br /&gt;just like you knew you would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;but you do it well&lt;br /&gt;I’m under your spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;why wont you release me&lt;br /&gt;you got me begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;why wont you release me&lt;br /&gt;I said you’d better release yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got me begging&lt;br /&gt;you got me begging&lt;br /&gt;you got me begging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy, why wont you release me&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;why wont you release me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got me begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you for mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wont you release me yeah yeah&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&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/12477613-6148018485557612127?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/6148018485557612127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=6148018485557612127' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6148018485557612127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/6148018485557612127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/09/duffy-mercy.html' title='Duffy -- MERCY'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5261345370452773667</id><published>2008-09-28T16:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:28:10.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele_ Make You feel my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A letra desta musica e simplesmente Genial. Sem querer entrar numa de lamechices lool . Fiquem com esta voz que comecei simplesmente a adorar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia meninos.... Um dia... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the rain&lt;br /&gt;Is blowing in your face&lt;br /&gt;And the whole world&lt;br /&gt;Is on your case&lt;br /&gt;I could offer you&lt;br /&gt;A warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the evening shadows&lt;br /&gt;And the stars appear&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one there&lt;br /&gt;To dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;I could hold you&lt;br /&gt;For a million years&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you&lt;br /&gt;Haven't made&lt;br /&gt;Your mind up yet&lt;br /&gt;But I would never&lt;br /&gt;Do you wrong&lt;br /&gt;I've known it&lt;br /&gt;From the moment&lt;br /&gt;That we met&lt;br /&gt;No doubt in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Where you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jpzBEiARaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jpzBEiARaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd go hungry&lt;br /&gt;I'd go black and blue&lt;br /&gt;I'd go crawling&lt;br /&gt;Down the avenue&lt;br /&gt;No, there's nothing&lt;br /&gt;That I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storms are raging&lt;br /&gt;On the rolling sea&lt;br /&gt;And on the highway of regret&lt;br /&gt;Though winds of change&lt;br /&gt;Are throwing wild and free&lt;br /&gt;You ain't seen nothing&lt;br /&gt;Like me yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Go to the ends&lt;br /&gt;Of the Earth for you&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos Abracos para todos... &lt;br /&gt;Aline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Hoje tenho TEMPO.... Portanto acho que ainda posto mais umas coisitas... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-5261345370452773667?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/5261345370452773667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=5261345370452773667' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5261345370452773667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/5261345370452773667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/09/adele-make-you-feel-my-love.html' title='Adele_ Make You feel my love'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-1354471177113220102</id><published>2008-09-27T11:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:07:13.617+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia e Vanessa Mae</title><content type='html'>E voces perguntam: Porque raio e de que modo estes dois nomes se associam? &lt;br /&gt;A minha Semana foi interessante. lol Ontem pela quarta vez fui ver o filme Mamma Mia. Sim... quarta!!! Primeiro com o meu rapaz, depois sozinha, com a minha mae e com amigos (sim, porque eu ando sempre a falar excelentemente bem do filme). E pela quarta vez admito que ADOREI!!!! Confesso que nao iria repetir mas o filme esta demais! Acho que vale a pena nem que seja para ver o verdadeiro James bond (o charmoso do senhor Pierce Brosnan)a, espantem-se, cantar! (e com um fato lindo a mostrar os pelitos do peito LOOOOL )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entao, para um bom serao aconselho este lindo Filme. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana foi tambem interessante quanto a celebrities! No hotel &lt;a href="http://www.mandarinoriental.com/"&gt;Mandarin Prague &lt;/a&gt;(meu novo local de trabalho), Vanessa Mae e a sua familia instalaram-se para preparar o grande Concerto de Vanessa Mae. Conclusao: Ontem massagei a sogra da moca e hoje os pes da moca. loloolol Honestamente, como qualquer celebridade, sao mais bonitas quando tem a sua make-up (e um lindo trabalho de photoshop LOL) mas a linda da Vanessa Mae e tao simpatica e delicada que transborda beleza! :) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem... Fiquem com, para mim a melhor musica de sempre, Toccata and fugue de Bach originalmente mas tocada lindamente pela grande Vanessa Mae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/euOu89d3npA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/euOu89d3npA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim o video clip e estranhissimo mas a musica e de arrepiar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. consegui entrar finalmente no meu blog, quando pensava que o tinha perdido de vez... :) HAPPY I AM!!! // NAo vejam o raio da animacao da guerra das estrelas, QUE TRAMPA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-1354471177113220102?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/1354471177113220102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=1354471177113220102' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1354471177113220102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/1354471177113220102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/09/mamma-mia-e-vanessa-mae.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mamma Mia e Vanessa Mae&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-2221165439836259</id><published>2008-09-02T13:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:02:24.141+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Shoulder by Adele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more words.... Adele in Cold Shoulder... (SOUL babes!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You say it's all in my head&lt;br /&gt;And the things I think just don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;So where you been then? Don't go all coy&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn it round on me like it's my fault&lt;br /&gt;See I can see that look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The one that shoots me each and every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grace me with your cold shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&lt;br /&gt;You shower me with words made of knives&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days when I see you&lt;br /&gt;You make it look like see-through&lt;br /&gt;Do tell me why you waste our time&lt;br /&gt;When your heart ain't admitting you're not satisfied&lt;br /&gt;You know I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to find myself feeling that way too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGwH-x4VoH8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGwH-x4VoH8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you grace me with your cold shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&lt;br /&gt;You shower me with words made of knives&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again, I play the role of fool&lt;br /&gt;(Just for you)&lt;br /&gt;Even in the daylight when you pass&lt;br /&gt;(I see you)&lt;br /&gt;Try to look for things I hear but our eyes never find&lt;br /&gt;'Though I do know how you play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grace me with your cold shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&lt;br /&gt;You shower me with words made of knives&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grace me with your cold shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&lt;br /&gt;You shower me with words made of knives&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you look at me I wish I was her&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/12477613-2221165439836259?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/2221165439836259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=2221165439836259' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2221165439836259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2221165439836259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/09/cold-shoulder-by-adele.html' title='Cold Shoulder by Adele'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-5868519040355742395</id><published>2008-08-28T10:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:16:51.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Now &amp; Then</title><content type='html'>Aqui estou eu de volta a Republica checa depois de uns momentos de reflexao. Agradeco a todos que me levantaram o astral e me fizeram sorrir e peco desculpas aqueles que desapontei. Sim, e impressionante como em tao pouco tempo posso magoar tanta gente... Anyway tento pintar a minha vida com as cores que escolhi e enfrento, apenas agora, as minhas accoes menos casuais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musica meninos... Musica... Bem, antes de mais consegui um novo emprego. Hotel mandarin em Praga. O salario compensa e so de pensar que poderei continuar e enriquecer os meus estudos em musica, ja me dou por "Jizis Maria" BUEDA FELIZ! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with cheap talking.. oldies... :) ABBA ... Voulez vous... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JDy1GltVLQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JDy1GltVLQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People everywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sense of expectation hanging in the air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving out a spark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Across the room your eyes are glowing in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masters of the scene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what I mean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now is all we get (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing promised, no regrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what to do (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La question c'est voulez-vous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know what you think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The girl means business so I'll offer her a drink"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling mighty proud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see you leave your table, pushing through the crowd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm really glad you came, you know the rules, you know the game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Master of the scene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what I mean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now is all we get (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing promised, no regrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what to do (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La question c'est voulez-vous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masters of the scene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what I mean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now is all we get (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing promised, no regrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what to do (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La question c'est voulez-vous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now is all we get (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing promised, no regrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what to do (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can still say voulez-vous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now is all we get (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing promised, no regrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voulez-vous (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what to do (ah-ha)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can still say voulez-vous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-2356044670694442563</id><published>2008-08-07T11:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:58:05.107+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Milagreiro ou não é lindo.... :)</title><content type='html'>Agradeco ao Sr. "Ancinho" o facto de me ter lembrado de Djavan! Há quanto tempo que nao tocava nos meus cds, agora, já quase com mofo... Hoje felizmente desenterrei-os e voltei a vibrar com a minha musica preferida: Djavan e Cassia Eller em Milagreiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/jtLNWw16zo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/jtLNWw16zo/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ravinho10/music/AKNzE6wh/mpbtribalistas_djavan_cassia_eller_milagreiro/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora vamos ter os girassóis&lt;br /&gt;do fim do ano&lt;br /&gt;e o calor vem desumano&lt;br /&gt;tudo irá se expandir&lt;br /&gt;crescer com as águas&lt;br /&gt;quiçá, amores nos corações&lt;br /&gt;e um santeiro,&lt;br /&gt;milagreiro&lt;br /&gt;prevê a dor&lt;br /&gt;de terceiros&lt;br /&gt;e diz que a vida&lt;br /&gt;é feita de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;e um santeiro,&lt;br /&gt;milagreiro&lt;br /&gt;prevê a dor&lt;br /&gt;de terceiros&lt;br /&gt;e diz que a vida&lt;br /&gt;é feita de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;aquela que um dia o fez sonhar&lt;br /&gt;se foi com o outro&lt;br /&gt;no dia em que os dois&lt;br /&gt;se casariam por amor&lt;br /&gt;ele aluou&lt;br /&gt;hoje o seu pesar&lt;br /&gt;cintila nos varais&lt;br /&gt;usou as sete vidas&lt;br /&gt;e não foi feliz jamais&lt;br /&gt;toda a imensidão&lt;br /&gt;passou pela vida&lt;br /&gt;e foi cair na solidão&lt;br /&gt;mais um santo para esculpir é o que lhe vale&lt;br /&gt;pra evitar que o rancor suas ervas se espalhe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou a ver que ainda ponho aqui mais umas... :) por hoje fiquem só com esta pedrinha semi preciosa! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-2356044670694442563?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/2356044670694442563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=2356044670694442563' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2356044670694442563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/2356044670694442563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/08/milagreiro-ou-no-lindo.html' title='Milagreiro ou não é lindo.... :)'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-3220639500712192747</id><published>2008-08-05T12:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:41:16.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sestry Havelkovy</title><content type='html'>Descobri este grupo de Swing, jazz e blues enquanto estive na Republica checa (a trapezista, no video foi minha professora de canto) e a verdade é que, por pensar ser uma coisinha pequena, nem pensei em procurar no tube. E eis que, para meu espanto, apesar de não conter as músicas que eu mais gosto e nem ser ao vivo, encontrei umas em checo que nos deixam um gostinho na boca. Já tenho saudades de vos ouvir irmãzinhas! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquem com "Crazy day" (Blaznivy den) das Sestry Havelkovy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhS2isITzFE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhS2isITzFE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não, não encontro nem consigo escrever estas lyrics. lol A não ser que quisessem ter algo do genero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu ........ viu.......... doido....... fim :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quem conseguir cometer tal proeza pede-se que envie nos comments que eu farei de imediato um refresh! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abracos&lt;br /&gt;Aline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12477613-3220639500712192747?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/3220639500712192747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=3220639500712192747' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3220639500712192747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/3220639500712192747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/08/sestry-havelkovy.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Sestry Havelkovy&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12477613.post-7543854754486091566</id><published>2008-08-05T11:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:10:24.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocaine Blues</title><content type='html'>E porque Johnny Cash and a sondar as minhas cantorias matinais fiquem com &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cocaine Blues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,29,0" width="366" height="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.goear.com/files/localplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="file=afeb878" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/localplayer.swf" flashvars="file=afeb878" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="366" height="75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I took a shot of cocaine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I shot my woman down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I went right home and I went to bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;took a shot of cocaine and away I run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Made a good run but I run too slow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;they overtook me down in Juarez Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Late in the hot joints takin' the pills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;in walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Said yes oh yes my name is Willy Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;if you've got the warrant just aread it to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shot her down because she made me slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I thought I was her daddy but she had five more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When I was arrested I was dressed in black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;They put me on a train and they took me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Had no friend for to go my bail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;they slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Early next mornin' bout a half past nine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I spied the sheriff coming down the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Talked and he coughed as he cleared his throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He said come on you dirty heck into that district court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Into the courtroom my trial began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;where I was handled by twelve honest men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just before the jury started out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I saw the little judge commence to look about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In about five minutes in walked the man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;holding the verdict in his right hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The verdict read in the first degree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I hollered Lordy Lordy have a mercy on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The judge he smiled as he picked up his pin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;99 years in the Folsom pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;99 years underneath that ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Come on you've gotta listen unto me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be &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/12477613-7543854754486091566?l=100asssuntto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/feeds/7543854754486091566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12477613&amp;postID=7543854754486091566' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7543854754486091566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12477613/posts/default/7543854754486091566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100asssuntto.blogspot.com/2008/08/cocaine-blues.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cocaine Blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>100 AsssunTTo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17476229009098295668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qH23sphSlSk/R4uGKH2AYOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uhVXPX8l3RI/S220/a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
