<?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-15737553</id><updated>2012-01-29T14:07:44.206-09:00</updated><title type='text'>el olive world</title><subtitle type='html'>eu tinha dois neuronios ( sim sou uma optimista !) mas depois queimei-os e agora sim vou ser feliz !</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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/&gt;pensei bastante neste ultimo post, como seria , o que ia escrever  , apeteceu-me deixar uma palavra a todos, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bU - tu foste o responsavel por tudo isto, és sempre uma voz amiga :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryder - hum mesmo depois de tudo o que se passou, ainda foi ctg que dividi uma das melhores e mais memoraveis viagens da minha vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - tu serás sempre para mim a amiga perfeita , que  eu nao soube perceber bem  e que no entanto aguentavamos o silencio uma da outra como ninguem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luma - vieste por acrescimo lol ... mas foste do melhor que apareceu, contigo partilhei alguns dos segredos que ate a mim tinha tendencia a esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indie - eu nao consigo pensar em ti e nao sentir o carinho que sempre nos uniu, obrigado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lobistico - sempre amigo mesmo sabendo que nunca nos vimos frente-a-frente ou trocamos uma palavra , sempre tiveste  uma palavra amiga . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dau - que dizer de ti? nao sei ...todos os dias sinto a tua falta . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeye - tive ctg dos melhores momentos da minha vida, espero que saibas disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cris - hum ainda te assuto muito? lol ... sinto saudades de implicar ctg :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mani- nem sei o que te dizer... és umas daquelas constantes inconstantes na minha vida, quando estamos bem tudo parece perfeito .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxilover - a imagem que sempre tentarei guardar de ti ainda é aquela na esplanada da graça. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dory - hum ...para mim serás sempre a menina  que enchi de colgate enquanto me tentava escapar de ser literalmente  enfarinhada, nada muda isso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitek - o meu amigo, a minha base, a minha consciencia, as nossas conversas podem nao ser coerentes para os outros mas sao-no para nós e é isso que interessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gheisha - és das pessoas mais recentes, e no entanto ganhei por ti amizade e carinho; tenho-te como uma das minhas amigas mais queridas, a forma como me entendes ás vezes até assusta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhiakaths - bem ...sempre querido e com uma palavra amiga, espero que sejas sempre feliz.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Este blog viu de tudo: euforia, depressao, tristeza, esperança, carinho,  preocupação,  amizade, diversao, amor, amargura, etc ...tudo o que passei neste tempo, acabou por vir aqui parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é uma nova fase, espero que diferente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resta-me dizer : Obrigado a cada um de vocês. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resta-me colocar  os phones e colocar o mp3 a tocar ... e caminhar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end &lt;br /&gt;Beautiful friend &lt;br /&gt;This is the end &lt;br /&gt;My only friend, the end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of our elaborate plans, the end &lt;br /&gt;Of everything that stands, the end &lt;br /&gt;No safety or surprise, the end &lt;br /&gt;I'll never look into your eyes...again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you picture what will be &lt;br /&gt;So limitless and free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doors - The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-2510292434508078995?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2510292434508078995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=2510292434508078995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/2510292434508078995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/2510292434508078995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-fim.html' title='o fim'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-4547779163710961752</id><published>2006-11-29T10:36:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:47:11.725-09:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish today ...</title><content type='html'>That I Would Be Good Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I did nothing&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I got the thumbs down&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good if I got and stayed sick&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I gained ten pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would be fine even if I went bankrupt&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth&lt;br /&gt;that I would be great if I was no longer queen&lt;br /&gt;that I would be grand if I was not all knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would be loved even when I numb myself&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even when I am overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;that I would be loved even when I was fuming&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I was clingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good even if I lost sanity&lt;br /&gt;that I would be good&lt;br /&gt;whether with or without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanis Morissette &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez sinto que me meto em mais enrascadas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinto-me uma criança a tentar desculpar uma falta que nao sabe bem como aconteceu ( sim lembra-me vagamente um episodio de infancia com uma jarra de cristal  que ainda tenho um pedaço enterrado na mao )&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  ... we are accidents waiting to happen lol ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apetece-me olhar as pessoas encolher os ombros e perguntar " e ...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desisti de me preocupar, tenho demasiado sono... bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) ja me tinha esquecido que adoro sorrir :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguem tem um post it para ver se nao me esqueço outra vez ? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-4547779163710961752?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4547779163710961752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=4547779163710961752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/4547779163710961752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/4547779163710961752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-wish-today.html' title='my wish today ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-132295655539933119</id><published>2006-11-29T03:49:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T03:49:41.511-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>para quem acabou de vir duma directa , tou inacreditavelmente bem disposta . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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acabava em sitio nenhum, pensar e repensar tudo o que ja havia pensado anteriormente . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é tipo aquela musica de nirvana " come as you are " nao consigo ouvir a musica sem ficar dias e dias com ela na cabeça ( bem pelo menos nao é pimba...upieee desalentado para mim  ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustrante - essa a palavra que melhor define o meu dia e o meu estado de espirito, nao tou triste nao tou alegre tou simplesmente com uma vontade enorme de reagir a algo, mas começo a pensar que tou a ficar  permeável á tua maldade, afinal de contas tenho mais cenas em que pensar do que em merdas que ja  nao me interessam realmente ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabem aqueles dias em que vocês so querem que alguem vou diga : vou-me matar ! &lt;br /&gt;e só vos apetece dizer :-- entao força nisso e carrega nos xanax ( nem sei se é assim que se escreve ) que ja falhaste antes ... pelo menos eu teria alguma paz ... sim isto é feio de se dizer,  mas tb sao feios os sms anonimos, as paranoias ctes , os comentarios maldosos no blog ...a minha paciencia acabou ...pior a minha amizade acabou e apartir dai ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--sorry baby but it's really  downhill for you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como cheguei a este ponto ? nao sei ...por saturação ...por ter tentado a bem e nao ter conseguido , sei lá! que alguem melhor que eu me julge e condene... todos os outros que se f...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje o dia nao devia ter corrido assim, mas correu fdx e nada do que possa fazer agora vai mudar isso, por isso vou ao cinema, vou jantar, vou tentar rir e brincar e vou esquecer-te porque sinceramente nao vales mesmo a pena .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de uma vez por todas ...ADEUS ! ESQUECE-ME !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-4175409630104258458?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4175409630104258458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=4175409630104258458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/4175409630104258458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/4175409630104258458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-vou-admitir-passei-o-dia-stressada.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-5867610492677296234</id><published>2006-11-27T00:32:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:33:47.284-09:00</updated><title type='text'>obrigado...</title><content type='html'>Passagem dos elefantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elefantes na água optimistas à solta &lt;br /&gt;optimistas à solta elefantes na árvore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elefantes na árvore optimistas na esquadra &lt;br /&gt;optimistas na esquadra elefantes no ar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elefantes no ar optimistas em casa &lt;br /&gt;optimistas em casa elefantes na esposa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elefantes na esposa optimistas no fumo &lt;br /&gt;optimistas no fumo elefantes na ode &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elefantes na ode optimistas na raiva &lt;br /&gt;optimistas na raiva elefantes no parque &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elefantes no parque optimistas na filha &lt;br /&gt;optimistas na filha elefantes zangados &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elefantes zangados optimistas na água &lt;br /&gt;optimistas na água elefantes na árvore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario Cesariny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-5867610492677296234?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5867610492677296234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=5867610492677296234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5867610492677296234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5867610492677296234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/obrigado.html' title='obrigado...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-5422319561188561995</id><published>2006-11-25T03:18:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T03:21:42.914-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lover, you should've come over</title><content type='html'>It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her&lt;br /&gt;It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter&lt;br /&gt;It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Buckley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja nao ouvia esta musica faz algusn meses, e de repente la estava ela na playlist do meu macsleepy . &lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui o excerto que simplesmente adoro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-5422319561188561995?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5422319561188561995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=5422319561188561995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5422319561188561995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5422319561188561995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/lover-you-shouldve-come-over.html' title='Lover, you should&apos;ve come over'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-2582358594794062360</id><published>2006-11-24T02:52:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T03:04:17.710-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel better, I feel better now you've gone.&lt;br /&gt;I got better, I got better, I got strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radiohead - lurgee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live with it ...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-2582358594794062360?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2582358594794062360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=2582358594794062360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/2582358594794062360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/2582358594794062360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-feel-better-i-feel-better-now-youve.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-1221256811985730294</id><published>2006-11-23T07:54:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T07:54:53.542-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" you sound like an old joke " - Gomez &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tem de se reparar na beleza desta frase...GENIAL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu explico, ha uns tempos atras aqui no blog coloquei uma anedota que é um classico da minha juventude : &lt;br /&gt;Porque é que o yogurte nao tem espinhas ? &lt;br /&gt;porque as galinhas nao tem dentes ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvio nao é ? nós achavamos que sim .... eu ainda acho que sim confesso... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouvir / contar esta anedota é bem ... well... " it just feels like home again " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ontem tava a delirar completamente e fiz um ( pouco ) interessante paralelismo entre esta anedota e o Amor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sim vou partilhar ... amanhem-se ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primeiro que tudo ... o obvio ...só  alguem alcoolizado/ apaixonado percebe a real piada  non sense da anedota ( estilo monty pyton sem a genialidade de monty pyton ) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;depois a verdade é que podemos trocar as parcelas de vez em quando, ou seja ... &lt;br /&gt;porque é que as galinhas nao tem dentes?&lt;br /&gt;porque os yogurtes nao tem espinhas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tal como no amor sao premissas comutáveis entre si ( gostei da frase ... senti-a  erudita !) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ambas as premissas podem viver por si só porem juntas tem muito mais graça ... &lt;br /&gt;novamente acho obvio a comparação nem me vou dar ao trabalho de explicar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enfim poderia apontar mais razoes mas acho que ja assustei o suficiente ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-1221256811985730294?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1221256811985730294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=1221256811985730294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/1221256811985730294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/1221256811985730294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-sound-like-old-joke-gomez-tem-de-se.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-7937786842758110843</id><published>2006-11-23T01:32:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:46:06.208-09:00</updated><title type='text'>That's all I ask</title><content type='html'>Don't try to blow out the sun for me baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hope for what I know can't be&lt;br /&gt;All that I ask is for a kiss each day&lt;br /&gt;And I'll give you love that'll never go away&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will yes I will yes I will&lt;br /&gt;This girl I wouldn't ask you to lift up this great&lt;br /&gt;Big world little baby&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're not that kind of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I ask&lt;br /&gt;Is for a kiss or two&lt;br /&gt;And nothing in this world will be too good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horace Ott &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe um livro chamado "o retrato de ricardina" que tem um frase que até hoje me recordo sempre " e ela amava-lo com tal sossego de alma " ; é assim que vejo o verdadeiro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordei a pensar nisso, eu tenho medo daqueles amores que começam pequenos, timidos, que parecem incapazes de te mudar a vida, que te fazem sorrir... que se intrometem teimosos no teu mau humor, que te apoiam quando precisas ...eu tenho mesmo medo deles , sao eles que te mantem horas a pensar na pessoa sem te aperceberes, que te fazem procurar musicas e livros para lhe agradar e tu nem reparas que te estás a envolver...afinal não deveria isto tudo ser amizade? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amores destes Deus Me Livre, são eles que realmente me prendem e me transformam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendo cautela ...muita cautela !&lt;div 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ask'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-7505862513687833831</id><published>2006-11-21T01:24:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:30:10.214-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is how a feel inside ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to breathe, I want to grow,&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I want it but I don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;I work, I bleed, I beg, I pray, &lt;br /&gt;but I'm better off dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radiohead - prove yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho tantos projectos na minha cabeça...tenho uma casa linda, amigos que gostam de mim, os meus livros os meus gatos a minha saude..&lt;br /&gt;entao porquê este medo de agarrar isto tudo e simplesmente aproveitar ?  ás vezes acho que tudo isto é puro desperdicio.&lt;br /&gt;ontem uma amiga disse-me " vais realizar todos os teus projectos no teu tempo " hum eu sei que ela tem razao, mas cada vez sinto mais a pressao de que tou a adiar a minha vida novamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-7505862513687833831?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7505862513687833831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=7505862513687833831' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/7505862513687833831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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aproxima :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-3415773839867837943?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3415773839867837943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=3415773839867837943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/3415773839867837943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/3415773839867837943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/always-look-on-bright-side-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-5170967887857877823</id><published>2006-11-17T05:05:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T05:07:11.078-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Take one day of my lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;passing ghosts in the street,&lt;br /&gt;I chase them away with alcohol&lt;br /&gt;but they don't get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomez &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah doces fantasmas do passado que tantas vezes me visitam no presente e como oferendas trazem o caos, dor,tristeza e insegurança.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-5170967887857877823?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5170967887857877823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=5170967887857877823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5170967887857877823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5170967887857877823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-one-day-of-my-lifestyle-passing.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-5030946298822487560</id><published>2006-11-17T04:14:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T04:17:51.847-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>começo a pensar que é requisito minimo no curriculo desta gente ; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTUPIDEZ CRASSA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me apetec-se gritar : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILHOS DA P... ; ESTUPIDOS DO C... TOU MESMO FARTA DE VCS TODOS !&lt;br /&gt;MORRAM E POR FAVOR NAO DEIXEM DESCENDENCIA !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-5030946298822487560?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5030946298822487560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=5030946298822487560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5030946298822487560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5030946298822487560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/comeo-pensar-que-requisito-minimo-no.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-5023885386949292038</id><published>2006-11-17T01:29:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:31:00.746-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>para quem nao percebeu ... eu nao tou a falar da minha vida amorosa com essa vai tudo bem :p &lt;br /&gt;tou a falar da minha desmotivação com o meu trabalho e com o facto e ainda nao estar a viver na minha casinha nova :(&lt;br /&gt;cenas que espero em breve resolver ... a todos os (as ) idiotas que me tem vindo a chatear pensando que tou mal de amores, tenham dó ok?!?!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-8723381719333812064</id><published>2006-11-15T07:55:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T07:56:00.905-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>desafio-me a atrofiar mais e mais e mais ... &lt;br /&gt;ninguem me bate hoje ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-8723381719333812064?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8723381719333812064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=8723381719333812064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i need someone, help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was younger, so much younger than today,&lt;br /&gt;I never needed anybody's help in any way.&lt;br /&gt;But now these days are gone, i'm not so self assured,&lt;br /&gt;Now i find i've changed my mind and opened up the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me if you can, i'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And i do appreciate you being round.&lt;br /&gt;Help me, get my feet back on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please, please help me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help! Beatles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excerto que vou cantar durante esta tarde , para que seja evidente o qt eu tou &lt;br /&gt;desesperada ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-3684722091502844515?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3684722091502844515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=3684722091502844515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/3684722091502844515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/3684722091502844515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/porque-sim-porque-o-que-me-apetece.html' title='porque é o que me apetece cantar...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-6870472408827755043</id><published>2006-11-14T06:23:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T06:33:19.810-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eu queria sentir mais que raiva, impotencia e frustracção... &lt;br /&gt;eu queria ser mais simples, talvez quem sabe olhar mais o céu quando não está nublado.&lt;br /&gt;eu queria dividir uma fatia de bolo numa esplanada qualquer e respirar maresia.&lt;br /&gt;eu queria recordar-me de quem era para poder voltar ao meu ponto de partida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-6870472408827755043?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6870472408827755043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=6870472408827755043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/6870472408827755043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/6870472408827755043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/eu-queria-sentir-mais-que-raiva.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-5554700002915225933</id><published>2006-11-13T13:36:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:39:02.387-09:00</updated><title type='text'>para ti ...</title><content type='html'>passam os dias, os meses e a ausencia teima em nao ser suficiente para que te esqueça. &lt;br /&gt;a cada vez que voltas a entrar na minha vida sorrio feliz &lt;br /&gt;és a minha amiga e confidente e sei que todas estas nuvens negras vão passar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um beijo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-5554700002915225933?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-7639225649900838085</id><published>2006-11-10T01:49:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T02:00:32.700-09:00</updated><title type='text'>one plain surreal day ...</title><content type='html'>é verdade como se o dia ( ontem ) nao tivesse sido surreal o suficiente ( greve + conversas interminaveis por algo que me sinto impotente para resolver + 13 horas no trabalho + ataque de atrofio que rebentou com a escala )&lt;br /&gt;eis que me lembro de ir de metro para casa, tou eu a fazer a troca de linha da amarela para a azul e aparece um homem cujo pafo facilmente se indentifica de sobrecarregado de alcool, que me apos me  cumprimentar e me faz a seguinte pergunta deveras pertinente : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" existe algum problema dum homem beber uns copos a mais durante a semana ?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu confesso que raciocinei e conclui que nao ...quem sou eu para dizer mal, ate a mim me estava a apetecer uma bebedeira do caixao a cova lol&lt;br /&gt;Sim, ele manteve a sua pergunta por diversas vezes, e de repente grita tenho de apanhar o metro e eis que la vai ele, começa a correr e desaparece ( hum tive de fazer a comparação com a ultima cena d 'Os MAIAS confesso. &lt;br /&gt;E de repente  passou o atrofio, as preocupações etc e tal e voltei a sorrir ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-7639225649900838085?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7639225649900838085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=7639225649900838085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/721/1921/320/disobey_sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum ...lindo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-5686677047600478544?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5686677047600478544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=5686677047600478544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5686677047600478544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/5686677047600478544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-276216269522257478</id><published>2006-11-06T00:04:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:14:15.682-09:00</updated><title type='text'>o concerto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/721/1921/1600/chico-buarque-carioca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/721/1921/320/chico-buarque-carioca.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é verdade uma prenda de aniversario que nunca na vida me vou esquecer . &lt;br /&gt;Senti literalmente um arrepio na espinha quando chico buarque entrou em palco.&lt;br /&gt;Calmo, simples,humilde e com uma voz que me chegou a levar ás lagrimas, diz quem teve comigo (hitek)  que sorri o concerto inteiro, acho que o facto de nao ter levado maquina fotografica , nao fez qualquer diferença visto que duvido que alguma vez me vá esquecer do que vi e senti... felicidade .&lt;br /&gt;ele cantou, brincou, divertiu-se, dançou e a perfeição foi mesmo atingida quando apos voltar ao palco por  três vezes ele começa a cantar "joao e maria " simplesmente DIVINAL PERFEITO ESPECTACULAR ETC ETC TEC  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no dia seguinte fiz as mudanças e tenho a casa quase pronta ( obrigado hitek) ... sim o começo e fecho dum fim se semana que mudou a minha vida ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-276216269522257478?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-9196364693017464826</id><published>2006-10-31T16:51:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:53:20.262-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deixo algo que li hoje e que me tocou profundamente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"para sempre, era uma promessa, respondi-te, e soou-me a falso o juramento, não pela intenção, mas pela precaridade."&lt;br /&gt;cintia moscovich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-9196364693017464826?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9196364693017464826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=9196364693017464826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/9196364693017464826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/9196364693017464826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/deixo-algo-que-li-hoje-e-que-me-tocou.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-8625119101227427656</id><published>2006-10-31T00:25:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:26:30.647-09:00</updated><title type='text'>e finalmente uma foto de corpo inteiro ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/721/1921/1600/death-in-the-kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/721/1921/320/death-in-the-kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finalmente ja posso andar ao engate ... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-8625119101227427656?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8625119101227427656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=8625119101227427656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/8625119101227427656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/8625119101227427656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/e-finalmente-uma-foto-de-corpo-inteiro.html' title='e finalmente uma foto de corpo inteiro ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-8279526605286629341</id><published>2006-10-28T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T13:37:39.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ADORO pins ... proncipalmente aqueles mesmo mauzinhos ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a minha ultima aquisição : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"help salve the world,  kill yourself " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-8279526605286629341?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8279526605286629341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=8279526605286629341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/8279526605286629341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/8279526605286629341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/adoro-pins.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-4292983456598984775</id><published>2006-10-23T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:42:32.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pela milesima vez "centrefolds" dos placebo toca , nao tou triste, nao tou contente, tou simplesmente oprimida ...&lt;br /&gt;eu queria pegar no pequeno ser que eu afinal sou e dizer ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on fallen star I refuse to let you die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;será que um dia serei capaz?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-4292983456598984775?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4292983456598984775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=4292983456598984775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/4292983456598984775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/4292983456598984775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/pela-milesima-vez-centrefolds-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-116118325337587418</id><published>2006-10-18T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:26.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>para variar ...</title><content type='html'>um post positivo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok espero que estejam todos satisfeitos agora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é uma piada parva e um pouco mais parva ainda mas nao resisti porque hj tou mm PARVA !e mais parva que isto nao devo conseguir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-116118325337587418?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116118325337587418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=116118325337587418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116118325337587418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116118325337587418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/para-variar.html' title='para variar ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-116110916476592223</id><published>2006-10-17T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:26.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>para quem acha estranho que eu goze ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu gozo porque tenho receitas de medicamentos que teoricamente servem para me fazer tar bem mas eu nao percebo nem os nomes , gozo porque tenho medo, gozo para que nao me vejam assustada com o ponto ate onde cheguei, gozo porque se nao gozar, posso um dia parar e ter ainda mais medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sinto-me como se tivesse cegado por excesso de olhar o mundo",  &lt;br /&gt;al berto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando eu vivia no meu mundo isolada de tudo, no qual só eu contava ... bebia cha, ria, brincava, estudava, passeava, via o sol nascer e raramente tinha problemas de grande porte,  digam-me la agora se foi assim tao grande ideia ter trocado o meu mundo pelo mundo "real" .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-116110916476592223?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116110916476592223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=116110916476592223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116110916476592223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116110916476592223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/para-quem-acha-estranho-que-eu-goze.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-116051185867747164</id><published>2006-10-10T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:26.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LITANY AGAINST FEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not fear.&lt;br /&gt;Fear is the mind-killer.&lt;br /&gt;Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.&lt;br /&gt;I will face my fear.&lt;br /&gt;I will permit it to pass over me and through me.&lt;br /&gt;And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.&lt;br /&gt;Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Only I will remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from dune&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-116051185867747164?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116051185867747164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=116051185867747164' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116051185867747164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116051185867747164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/litany-against-fear-i-must-not-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-116047029804489922</id><published>2006-10-10T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:26.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>onde está a rapariga da foto?eu sinto falta da rapariga da foto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-116047029804489922?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116047029804489922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=116047029804489922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116047029804489922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116047029804489922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/onde-est-rapariga-da-fotoeu-sinto.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-116041671632679930</id><published>2006-10-09T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:26.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o teste</title><content type='html'>é verdade, em conversa com a taxilover ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxilover : eu gosto de observar pessoas ...&lt;br /&gt;el_olive : eu gosto de testar pessoas ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isto é sincero, por uma situação que está a acontecer cmg e com uma "ex-frequentadora deste blog"  eu ja so me limito a vê-la ir ao limite ... ate onde a consigo levar ? quando vai rebentar? ate onde consigo levar uma situaçao potencialmente ridicula e perdida e sem real interesse por mim so para ver do que ela é feita ? será correcto fazer isto a uma pessoa que ja me foi muito querida? será vingança pura ? ou curiosidade morbida?&lt;br /&gt;tenho este defeito desde criança confesso, muito me alertou a minha mae que estas coisas nao se faziam ás pessoas ( curioso que ela tb se divertia a fazer o mesmo ) nao sei as vezes tenho rasgos de consciencia e quero parar mas ai entra o meu génio mau e vence ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-116041671632679930?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116041671632679930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=116041671632679930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116041671632679930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116041671632679930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/o-teste.html' title='o teste'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-116014284569398841</id><published>2006-10-06T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:26.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Amazing</title><content type='html'>um pequeno excerto que traduz o que tou a sentir ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I kept the right ones out&lt;br /&gt;And let the wrong ones in&lt;br /&gt;Had an angel of mercy to see me through all my sins&lt;br /&gt;There were times in my life&lt;br /&gt;When I was goin' insane&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to walk through&lt;br /&gt;The pain&lt;br /&gt;When I lost my grip&lt;br /&gt;And I hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I thought I could leave, but couldn't get out the door&lt;br /&gt;I was so sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Of livin' a lie&lt;br /&gt;I was wishin that I&lt;br /&gt;Would die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como eu queria sair daki a correr sem destino, correr  so por correr ...sentir liberdade &lt;br /&gt;deixar de sentir-me oprimida pela minha propria realidade que teimo em nao aceitar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-116014284569398841?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116014284569398841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=116014284569398841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116014284569398841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/116014284569398841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-amazing.html' title='It&apos;s Amazing'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115997114703969547</id><published>2006-10-04T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a raiva cega-me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115997114703969547?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115997114703969547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115997114703969547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115997114703969547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115997114703969547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/raiva-cega-me.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115979613893186414</id><published>2006-10-02T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aqui vai agua ...</title><content type='html'>é verdade, para quem nao sabe os 30.40 euros cobrados por uma vistoria da EPAL é basicamente;  cliente espera 5 horas por um piquete que chega la e conta quantas torneiras tens em casa, assinas e bem ... ja esta !&lt;br /&gt;depois contrato e agua a correr so mediante novo pagamento de 30 euros e mais um piquete de 4 horas. &lt;br /&gt;Mas eu aguento isto e muito mais ...imagine-se que no sabado finalmente vem abrir a agua la em casa e eis que o tecnico muito zangado me indica que a torneira está estragada e que precisa dum alicate ...eu peço desculpa ( nao percebi bem porquê mas senti que devia ?!?!?!) e vou atender o telemovel, qual nao é a minha surpresa quando passado ja tempo consideravel me dirigo novamente a cozinha local onde tinha deixado o tecnico e me deparo com a mesma divisao completamente vazia, alarmada procuro incessantemente o tecnico inclusive nas escadas do predio , todas as suas ferramentas desapareceram e so uma lanterna está abandonada no balcao da cozinha ...incredula vou a janela e nada ...ele abandonou-me literalmente.... nem assinar a folha de trabalho assinei ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eis a teoria do que realemnet aconteceu  ; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tecnico fala de alicate &lt;br /&gt;tecnico lembra-se que alicate ficou na carrinha &lt;br /&gt;tecnico compreende que terá que descer e subir 6 andares sem ajuda de elevador  &lt;br /&gt;tecnico desesperado rejeita a ideia &lt;br /&gt;tecnico foge cobardemente e sem aviso &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw ... a torneira nao estava estragada, simplesmente nao era aquela que ele pensava, facilmente encontrei a correcta  e liguei tendo de imediato agua corrente ...enfim ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115979613893186414?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115979613893186414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115979613893186414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115979613893186414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115979613893186414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/10/aqui-vai-agua.html' title='aqui vai agua ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115929438665685975</id><published>2006-09-26T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoje ...</title><content type='html'>Fire and Ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Some say the world will end in fire,&lt;br /&gt; Some say in ice.&lt;br /&gt; From what I’ve tasted of desire&lt;br /&gt; I hold with those who favor fire.&lt;br /&gt; But if it had to perish twice,&lt;br /&gt; I think I know enough of hate&lt;br /&gt; To say that for destruction&lt;br /&gt; ice Is also great&lt;br /&gt; And would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde ontem que ando com a sensação de odio pelo mundo, tvz nao odio mas irritação crescente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tou farta de dias perfeitos estragados por situaçoes estupidas, tou farta de tar bem e logo levar um murro no estomago.&lt;br /&gt;Quero nao me preocupar que a vida me veja bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o dia nao começou bem, garanto eu que nada fiz para o piorar...mas ele teima em tomar feiçoes de horror , cresce em mim agressividade e sentido de impotencia perante o macabro cenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me num autentico conto de edgar allan poe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resta-me tentar dizer BASTA colocar os phones e repetidamente tentar respirar e olhar o relogio ha espera que cheguem as 20h .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115929438665685975?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115929438665685975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115929438665685975' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115929438665685975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115929438665685975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/hoje.html' title='hoje ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115869830971604951</id><published>2006-09-19T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eu NÃO vou desistir de &lt;strong&gt;LUTAR&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115869830971604951?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115869830971604951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115869830971604951' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115869830971604951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115869830971604951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/eu-no-vou-desistir-de-lutar.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115849132801701146</id><published>2006-09-17T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my whole brain was out of tune&lt;br /&gt;my whole brain was out of tune&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to tune a brain, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in to a brain shop&lt;br /&gt;they said they'd have to rebuild the whole head&lt;br /&gt;I said well, do what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got my brain back, it didn't work right&lt;br /&gt;didn't have as many good ideas&lt;br /&gt;haven't really have a good idea since i got it fixed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morphine - My Brain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah reflexos da minha PAUSE  lol ... das duas uma ou sobrevivo a isto tudo ou dou um tiro....no  pé&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115849132801701146?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115849132801701146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115849132801701146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115849132801701146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115849132801701146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-whole-brain-was-out-of-tune-my.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115849104562290076</id><published>2006-09-17T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o que te queria dizer, mas como nao posso olha vai mm por aqui ... se bem te conheço tu vais ver isto !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got guilt, I got fear, I got regret&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a panic-stricken waste I'm such a jerk&lt;br /&gt;I was honest, I swear&lt;br /&gt;the last thing I want to do&lt;br /&gt;honest, I swear&lt;br /&gt;the last thing I want to do&lt;br /&gt;is ever cause you pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free now&lt;br /&gt;free to look out the window&lt;br /&gt;free to live my story&lt;br /&gt;free to sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morphine - i'm free now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amigo apresentou-me morphine ainda nao consegui largar ...muito bom :)  ideal para estas m... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115849104562290076?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115849104562290076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUSE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please hold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115825860390982098?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115825860390982098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115825860390982098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115825860390982098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115825860390982098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115824207255024630</id><published>2006-09-14T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tempo de perceber</title><content type='html'>tou a tentar perceber a serio que tou .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115824207255024630?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115824207255024630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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...</title><content type='html'>eu tenho um problema em assumir problemas. &lt;br /&gt;consequentemente  posso e normalmente ate acabo a magoar pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;pessoas que sao amigas , de quem ainda nao vi mal algum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e raramente assumo a ...culpa &lt;br /&gt;já sei é capaz de ser um problema de personalidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu gostaria de mostrar que sou melhor que isto tudo e que realmente consigo ultrapassar tudo e ser tudo.&lt;br /&gt;quero ser o  alguem que os olhos dum amigo veêm ...&lt;br /&gt; alguem que ele acredita tanto que é que assume riscos para o provar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu quero assumir quem sou para mim mesma, ser verdadeira sem receio de me magoar &lt;br /&gt;assumir-me  para os meus amigos, para o meu cao, para o meu gato,para  o meu periquito.&lt;br /&gt;quero assumir que tou aqui para ficar... assim mesmo  com uma personalidade da treta , feitiozinho da merda, um humorzeco  um bocado non-sense e buesde complexos de inferioridade para dar e vender&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115801030725296729?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115801030725296729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115801030725296729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115801030725296729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115801030725296729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/assumir.html' title='assumir ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115783356225815682</id><published>2006-09-09T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>era ela  ;)</title><content type='html'>baixa-chiado&lt;br /&gt;6º andar sem elevador&lt;br /&gt;t2+1 &lt;br /&gt;precisa de obras&lt;br /&gt;tem uma vista de tirar o folego&lt;br /&gt;foi amor a primeira vista&lt;br /&gt;sitio lindo e cheio de paz &lt;br /&gt;precisa de electrodomesticos e mobilia&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tem tudo isto e apartir de segunda feira tem tb um contrato de arrendamento com o meu nome !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diz quem viu que quando a conheci o meu sorriso cresceu e cresceu, recordo-me vagamente duma inebriante sensaçao de felicidade  que nao me abandonou durante esse dia e que ainda hoje me faz sorrir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok banda sonora para akele momento ( sim sim lembrei-me mesmo da musica !) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the sun - nina simone  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu estou ...FELIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitivamente :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115783356225815682?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115783356225815682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115783356225815682' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115762571969032994</id><published>2006-09-07T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>acho que ando a precisar dumas ferias ... da minha vida e  deste mundo caotico em que eu ando ultimamente !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115762571969032994?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115762571969032994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115762571969032994' title='0 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115755995488267664?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115755995488267664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115755995488267664' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115755995488267664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115755995488267664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok.html' title='ok ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115731638600079632</id><published>2006-09-03T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:25.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I live alone.&lt;br /&gt;That hasn’t always been easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;But just a single woman;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes at night the walls talk back to me.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to say&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t yesterday, a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always alone at home or in a crowd; &lt;br /&gt;A single woman out on a private cloud;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a world few people understand.&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am ...only one single woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time…I can’t remember when.&lt;br /&gt;The house was full of love but then again&lt;br /&gt;It might have been imaginations plan,&lt;br /&gt;Just to help along,&lt;br /&gt;One single Woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nina Simone - Single Woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque ás vezes há momentos assim, ouve-se uma musica e ela é tão perfeita que causa um arrepio e a sensação que tudo encaixa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok é oficial nao consigo parar de ouvir o album  &lt;strong&gt;Anthology&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Nina Simone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vou arrumar as ultimas coisas da minha casa nos Anjos, é o acabar de um sonho, esperemos que em breve apareça outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPORTANTE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queria deixar um &lt;strong&gt;OBRIGADO&lt;/strong&gt; do tamanho do mundo a tds vcs ... apetece-me abraçar cada um  para mostrar o quão importantes foram os vossos comentarios  para mim ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tvz um dia ainda tenham uma surpresa e ande á vossa caça ...eheheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115721355436857008</id><published>2006-09-02T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:24.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brb</title><content type='html'>ausente ... ultimamente ando cada vez mais com a sensação de ausencia da minha propria vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dou cmg a olhar pessoas e locais que antes me eram caros e familiares com o distanciamento de um passageiro de comboio que nao sai numa determinada estação mas que observa o movimento .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho vontade de chorar só para ter  a vaga sensaçao que tou a sentir algo para alem da indiferença, mas as lagrimas nao caem e eu continuo a viver num estado de torpor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando durmo, durmo mal, acordo cansada...exausta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assustada  , vi que precisava de ajuda fui ao medico ele com uma expressao de preocupação ( não devia ele estar ali para me tranquilizar ?!?!?) diz-me que vamos começar por uma medicação não muito forte e dá me o numero de telemovel para começar um tratamento (sei que nao está a procura de um simples doente quando ao sair me diz que mesmo que nao lhe  telefone que telefone a alguem ) saio das urgencias ainda mais apreensiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queria perceber o que se passa cmg, queria deixar de sentir esta angustia , queria ser a pessoa que um amigo me recordou que já fui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queria pedir desculpa a todas as pessoas que tenho ultimamente maltratado, ignorado e / ou  desprezado vcs não merecem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115721355436857008?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115721355436857008/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>O soldado</title><content type='html'>eu gostava de ser corajoso&lt;br /&gt;ser soldado sem medo &lt;br /&gt;ver desmembramentos e nao chorar &lt;br /&gt;nao ter duvidas do que aqui faço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu queria ser soldado em pequeno &lt;br /&gt;era soldado de chumbo corajoso &lt;br /&gt;que conquista a colina e sai sempre vitorioso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando eu era pequeno tinha sonhos &lt;br /&gt;agora sou soldado nao de chumbo mas de carne&lt;br /&gt;infantaria dizem eles&lt;br /&gt;sou  carne para canhao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bem , pelo menos sou de chumbo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115714155176368365?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115714155176368365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>pto de paragem</title><content type='html'>Assim começa o livro &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Estorvo, estorvar, exturbare, disturbio,perturbação, torvação, turva, torvelinho, turbulencia, turbilhao, trovao , trouble, trápola, atropelo, tropel, torpor,estupor, estropiar, estrupicio,estrovenga , estorvo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chico buarque - estorvo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciclos ... ciclo de vida, ciclo de mestruação, ciclo de tempo, ciclo da agua , ciclo celular , ciclo de cinema , ciclo do sol , ciclo de mitose ... ciclos que interagem com outros ciclos, dentro de ciclos, assim tenho a noção da minha vida ultimamente e eu impotente deixo-me arrastar mas quero dizer BASTA ! quero um ponto de paragem, de recomeço, mas um ponto diferente do primeiro de forma a ter um novo ciclo, com um novo começo, COMPLICADO?!?!CONFUSO ?!?!?! sim eu sei ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas fica a conclusao, já que nao evitamos os ciclos , que pelo menos tenhamos um bom ponto de partida de forma a que quando voltarmos ao ponto de partida valha realmente a pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115685674651045774?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115685674651045774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115685674651045774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115685674651045774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115685674651045774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/pto-de-paragem.html' title='pto de paragem'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115662550326950030</id><published>2006-08-26T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:24.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baratas freudianas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falo que barata não é falo&lt;br /&gt;ouso discordar do Freud-Deus&lt;br /&gt;ao gerar polêmica, me calo!&lt;br /&gt;Quem, perante Freud-Deus, sou eu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo ter então medo de sexo&lt;br /&gt;preciso ficar a meditar&lt;br /&gt;Penso na barata e não tem nexo&lt;br /&gt;mas insisto e volto a repensar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não devo berrar mais quando a vejo&lt;br /&gt;nem com meu chinelo destruí-la.&lt;br /&gt;Se a barata é meu puro desejo&lt;br /&gt;devo então amá-la ou possuí-la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que é melhor eu consultar&lt;br /&gt;quem melhor entende desse tema.&lt;br /&gt;Ou profundamente pesquisar&lt;br /&gt;a resposta desse vil dilema...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resposta está profundamente&lt;br /&gt;nas entranhas do meu "eu" profundo&lt;br /&gt;que faz da barata, inconsciente,&lt;br /&gt;o falo que mais amo nesse mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel Machado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não resisti a colocar isto aqui ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115662550326950030?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115662550326950030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ás vezes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                é preciso aprender com os erros&lt;br /&gt;                é preciso saber parar de gostar &lt;br /&gt;                é preciso discutir para desapegar&lt;br /&gt;                é preciso saber dizer adeus mesmo que se tenha um nó no estomago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamento Dory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115654012615523989?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115654012615523989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115654012615523989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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- louis armstrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um pouco de romantismo :) só mesmo para não variar ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115643252998381076?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115643252998381076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115643252998381076' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115643252998381076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115643252998381076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-to-say-something.html' title='just to say  something  ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115616150125617937</id><published>2006-08-21T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:24.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoje tirei o dia para magoar as pessoas que mais gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't i feel stupid now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115616150125617937?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115616150125617937/comments/default' title='Post 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It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in "high fidelity" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum ... sentir que aquela pessoa simplesmente é tudo o que sempre procuramos: o beijo, o tom de voz, o sorriso ...tudo parece pensado na perfeiç\ao para encaixar connosco.&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/15737553-115602509348303428?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115602509348303428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115602509348303428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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contradizer;&lt;br /&gt;objecção;&lt;br /&gt;afirmação contrária;&lt;br /&gt;contestação;&lt;br /&gt;incoerência entre os actos e as palavras;&lt;br /&gt;Filos.,&lt;br /&gt;oposição entre duas preposições, uma das quais exclui a outra;&lt;br /&gt;espírito de -: espírito da pessoa que habitualmente faz objecções a tudo;&lt;br /&gt;Lóg.,&lt;br /&gt;princípio de -: uma proposição não pode ter, simultaneamente, o valor de verdade e o valor de falsidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrr ...  tou alegre , nostalgica, triste, apatica, tudo isto  ciclicamente e sem aviso previo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah e claro parabens klaus !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115574179496814953?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115541072987656795</id><published>2006-08-12T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:24.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>adeus e obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu: choro &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protect me from what i want ( protège moi , protège moi )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouvir : Placebo - Protège moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115541072987656795?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115541072987656795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115541072987656795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115541072987656795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115541072987656795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/adeus-e-obrigado.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115511348452575147</id><published>2006-08-09T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:20.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>top 10</title><content type='html'>Hum ... tava eu em conversa com um, que adivinho irá ser um grande amigo AKA riahkath  e este ( no minimo apetece-me chama-lo de IGNORANTE mas enfim ...) diz-me que nao conhece Ornatos Violeta, deu-me um baque no coração e fui a correr ( não literalmente claro que eu nao sou dessas coisas  ) gravar um CD com o album "um monstro precisa de amigos" ( sim sim pirataria tenho a certeza que ele irá mais tarde adquirir o original :p) &lt;br /&gt;Seja ... como acho que ja referi um dos filmes da minha vida é o high fidelity , para quem ja leu o livro e/ou  viu o filme ( eu ja fiz ambos e  aconselho vivamente )  sabe que o gajo passa a vida a enunciar qual o seu top de preferencias...ora bem pegando na ideia e como nao seria capaz de escolher qual o  album da minha vida, aqui está o TOP 10  dos albuns da minha vida enumerados consoante me lembro deles e nao por preferencia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01- chico buarque - ao vivo &lt;br /&gt;02- nina simone - finest hour&lt;br /&gt;03- ornatos violeta- um monstro precisa de amigos&lt;br /&gt;04- nirvana - mtv unplugged&lt;br /&gt;05- guano apes - proud like a god &lt;br /&gt;06- jorge palma - só&lt;br /&gt;07- jeff buckley - grace&lt;br /&gt;08- radiohead - ok computer &lt;br /&gt;09- bjork - homogenic&lt;br /&gt;10-frente! - the marvin album  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nestes 25 anos de precaria existencia acho que foram os albuns que mais me marcaram pela perfeição de os poder ouvir de uma ponta a outra sem nunca ter vontade de passar a musica seguinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agora reparo que cada albuns desses ( embora ainda os ouça regularmente ) marcou uma epoca  bem definida da minha vida &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) tenham um bom dia cheio de uma excelente banda sonora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115511348452575147?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115470680444106425</id><published>2006-08-04T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:20.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for fun ...</title><content type='html'>anuncio : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procura-se :   alguem com quem  possa conversar, brincar,cuidar, pensar, trocar mimos etc ... enfim aprender a ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceitam-se candidaturas, por favor  deixar contacto preferencial em "comentarios " deste blog  ou enviar mail para sleepyhead@netcabo.pt, todas as informações serao tratadas como confidenciais! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fico a espera duma enchente de respostas ... ou não ...eheheheh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bom fim de semana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upieeeeeeeeee é sexta-feira e nao tenho obrigações durante 2 dias :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115470680444106425?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115470680444106425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115470680444106425' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115470680444106425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115470680444106425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-for-fun.html' title='just for fun ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115470046196803691</id><published>2006-08-04T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:20.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"She takes just like a woman.&lt;br /&gt; She makes love just like a woman.&lt;br /&gt; And then she aches just like a woman.&lt;br /&gt; But she breaks just like a little girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Like A Woman - Nina Simone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mani, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para que percebas que és especial, aconteça o que acontecer, podes sempre confiar que terás em mim uma amiga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115461688854694638</id><published>2006-08-03T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:20.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ás vezes penso que só precisava de ouvir-te dizer que gostas de mim ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banda sonora deste momento ; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando a gente conversa &lt;br /&gt;Contando casos, besteiras &lt;br /&gt;Tanta coisa em comum &lt;br /&gt;Deixando escapar segredos &lt;br /&gt;E eu nao sei que hora dizer &lt;br /&gt;Me da um medo&lt;br /&gt;que medo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que eu preciso dizer que eu te amo &lt;br /&gt;Te ganhar ou perder sem engano &lt;br /&gt;É eu preciso dizer que eu te amo &lt;br /&gt;Tanto "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cazuza in "eu preciso dizer que te amo "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115461688854694638?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115461688854694638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115461688854694638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115461688854694638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115461688854694638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/s-vezes-penso-que-s-precisava-de-ouvir.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115454527366531151</id><published>2006-08-02T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:20.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>razões pelas quais eu NÃO DEVO deixar de beber RED BULL ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para todos aqueles que diariamente me chateiam por causa do meu vicio por essa bela bebida energetica, venho afirmar que hoje tentei nao ingerir nem uma gotinha desse nectar dos deuses .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o resultado!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meus amigos, passei o dia irritdiça, sem fome, com sono e pior sem ser capaz de raciocinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foi um dia memoravel pela negativa ...confesso, dei comigo a acabar o meu dia de trabalho, a ler um mail que terminava com a expressão tao comum " com os meus melhores cumprimentos " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ai comecei a divagar...sim divagar muito ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acompanhem ... entao como pode o gajo garantir que sao aqueles os seus melhores cumprimentos?!?!? ele ja viveu a vida toda dele? vai-se matar aseguir para garantir a veracidade  daquela afirmação? é adivinho? se sim, será que dá consultas ?? euromilhoes pensam vcs e eu automaticamente ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chego a conclusao destas 8-9 horas de trabalho ainda estou mais confusa do que quando cá cheguei, só me apetece encolher os ombros e expressar o meu desapontamento total  por um dia verdaeiramente INUTIL .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115454527366531151?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115447106855428295</id><published>2006-08-01T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:20.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>era um  macsleepy sff ...</title><content type='html'>...foi pelas 22h30 de ontem aproximadamente, que munida dos meus queridos amigos dory e lightspawn que muito apoio moral me deram ( beijinhos aos dois !!! ) que entrei naquele "belo" cc de lisboa AKA colombo AKA inferno comercial , com o intuito de finalmente adquirir o belo do portatil para substituir o meu menino que infelizmente se estragou de uma forma irreparavel ...&lt;br /&gt;tal qual borboleta em busca da flor perfeita ( digam la que nao gostaram do toque poetico ... ) andei a saltitar de portatil em portatil em busca do perfeito :) de muito me valeu a preciosa ajuda do Bah( beijinhso tambem pra ti lindo !) que teve a paciencia de me aturar a colocar as minhas duvidas existenciais pelo telemovel enquanto o pobre lutava para jantar em paz :p&lt;br /&gt;enfim depois de MUUUUUIIIIITTTTOOOO  tempo , sim HORAS , eu la me decidi pelo meu novo menino, um MAC com o belo do intel duo core 1.83 , 512, 60 G simplesmente llllliiiiinnnndddooooooooooooooo &lt;br /&gt;para os mais chatos e intragaveis ...sim eu sei que nunca tinha mexido num MAC e que akilo é feito para idiotas , mas sinceramente ... desde ontem que tou a explorar toda satisfeita da vida por ter recuperado algo que ja havia perdido faz imenso tempo o ESPIRITO DA  AUTO DESCOBERTA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) tenham todos um excelente dia cheio de descobertas :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115447106855428295?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115429116130660443</id><published>2006-07-30T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:20.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for dory ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eu tenho o vicio de procurar a banda sonora para cada pessoa, hoje ao ouvir esta musica, reparei que é a cara da minha querida amiga Dory, cuja vida tenho atribulado com o meu mau feitio e paranoia nos ultimos dois meses principalmente :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ...aqui vai a letra provavelmente já conhecida de toda a gente mas a versão da nina simone não sei porquê toca-me sempre mais :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here comes the sun - nina simone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say its all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Little darling, its been a long cold lonely winter little darling, it feels like years since its been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say its all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces little darling, it seems like years since its been here here comes the sun, here comes the sun and I say its all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting little darling, it seems like years since its been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;clear here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say its all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115429116130660443?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115429116130660443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115429116130660443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115429116130660443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115429116130660443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/for-dory.html' title='for dory ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115417157606966120</id><published>2006-07-29T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>para ouvir ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vá toca a tirar este classico e ouvir no mp3 enquanto se passeia por lx num dia cheio de sol  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain't Got No/i Got Life by Nina Simone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;é como sentir que se pode conquistar o mundo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115417157606966120?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115417157606966120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115417157606966120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115417157606966120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115417157606966120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/para-ouvir.html' title='para ouvir ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115402138529008398</id><published>2006-07-27T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sinto a tua falta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A serio,  não consigo evitar...&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/15737553-115402138529008398?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115402138529008398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115402138529008398' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115402138529008398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115402138529008398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/sinto-tua-falta.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115377235104477334</id><published>2006-07-24T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o bloqueio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;adorava poder  falar sobre bloqueio de escrita, para que um  ser desprevenido tvlz ficasse com a noção de que sei relamente escrever algo de jeito mas nao ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;falo apenas de bloqueios msnianescos ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as razoes do bloqueio ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1ª conversas estupidas envolvendo frases de engate ( é que nem penso duas vezes !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2ª esquecer-me de onde vem aquela pessoa ( acho que bloqueio mais por vergonha que outra coias qq )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3ª o assunto primario de qq conversa envolver : filhos, casamento, benfica, sporting,idas a praia, colegas de trabalho,pessoas que nunca vi etc e tal ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4ª uma discussao do tipo extremamente agreste ( este bloqueio nao costuma durar mais de 1 semana ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e finalmente ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5ª tarem sempre a cair e reentrar no msn provocando aquela janela estupida no canto inferior direito !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e sim se eu nao aprecer pelo menos ha dois dias no vosso msn como online é porque ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VCS TÃO BLOQUEADOS !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps.: quero agradecer este post a minha querida dreamland que me inspirou com toda a sua conversa sobre bloqueios no msn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115377235104477334?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115377235104477334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115377235104477334' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115377235104477334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115377235104477334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/o-bloqueio.html' title='o bloqueio'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115360519253483813</id><published>2006-07-22T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>assim não ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fdx c... !!! Protesto !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isto já ta a irritar demais ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uma gaja que era uma das minhas melhores amigas, agora mal me olha directamente nos olhos ?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de onde veio esta cabra !?!? é a mesma a pessoa que eu um dia adorei !??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;só me apetece pegar numa cadeira e atira-la á cabeça para ver se a gaja acorda pa vida !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fdx... alguem me agarre !não ...pera ...esquece ...alguem agarre é a cadeira ...lá vai ela ...upsssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115360519253483813?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115360519253483813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115360519253483813' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115360519253483813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115360519253483813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/assim-no.html' title='assim não ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115358074042820617</id><published>2006-07-22T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut our losses ...</title><content type='html'>a dar o devido valor a esta frase !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115358074042820617?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115358074042820617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115358074042820617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115358074042820617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115358074042820617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/cut-our-losses.html' title='cut our losses ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115356962493892453</id><published>2006-07-22T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desde ontem que ando triste, acho que preciso dum abraço e de alguem que me diga que tudo vai correr bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115356962493892453?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115356962493892453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115356962493892453' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115356962493892453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115356962493892453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/desde-ontem-que-ando-triste-acho-que.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115350474026952836</id><published>2006-07-21T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"sentir o embaraço do primeiro beijo, a inconstância das mãos que vagueiam sem sitio para se esconderem, o esboçar do primeiro sorriso, o crescer da certeza que tudo acabará bem ...assim é conhecer alguem"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115350474026952836?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115350474026952836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115350474026952836' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115350474026952836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115350474026952836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/sentir-o-embarao-do-primeiro-beijo.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115333443795742954</id><published>2006-07-19T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nothing harder than being given your chance. At least, that's what I hear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu nao me apercebo de metade das oportunidades que a vida me dá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOGO aqui vai uma ideia para o ser superior que inventa e dá as oportunidades ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tem de ser barulhentas, cheias de neons e de preferencia sem prazo de expiração!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL sou mesmo irrealista ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a minha questao é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;será que preciso de arranjar um "radar"?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cada vez me faz mais sentido a expressao "és uma cabeça no ar" e o classico " tu nao contas, tu vives no teu mundo " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e tenho dito&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/15737553-115333443795742954?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115333443795742954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115333443795742954' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115333443795742954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115333443795742954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/nothing-harder-than-being-given-your.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115280958913410564</id><published>2006-07-13T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uma verdade irrefutavel ...</title><content type='html'>O MAPS é Mau !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115280958913410564?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115280958913410564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115280958913410564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115280958913410564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115280958913410564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/uma-verdade-irrefutavel.html' title='uma verdade irrefutavel ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115273065374998684</id><published>2006-07-12T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please be quiet ...i'm tryng to find ways to kill you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115273065374998684?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115273065374998684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115273065374998684' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115273065374998684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115273065374998684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/please-be-quiet.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115244036839058624</id><published>2006-07-09T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep them out !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quantas e quantas vezes não pensei, mais um pequeno esforço e voilá ...perfection!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A perfeição é algo que atormenta muita gente, confesso que não dou grande atenção aos pormenores, e é com frequencia que dou uma falsa ideia de perfeccionista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acho que existe uma diferença colossal entre o "perfeito" e o "perfeito para ti".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E tenho medo ( não digo pavor por parecer muito forte embora possivelmente seja o mais adequado neste caso ) de pessoas "perfeitas", quase tanto, como tenho de palhaços de loiça confesso .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sabem aquelas pessoas que são lindas, inteligentes, simpaticas, sensiveis etc ??? Passas horas com elas e unico defeito que lhes encontras é o obvio: serem demasiado perfeitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu tenho a tendencia de fugir dessas pessoas, olha-las um pouco de lado e com directa suspeita - KEEP OUT PLEASE !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sim, eu sei, é puro preconceito, mas se para mim eles são uma raça a parte, devo eu preocupar-me em estar a tornar racista?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enfim, eu nunca disse que era perfeita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; lol acabo de me lembrar que umas das minhas musicas favoritas ha alguns anos era Perfect da Alanis Morissette ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115244036839058624?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115244036839058624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115244036839058624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115244036839058624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115244036839058624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/keep-them-out.html' title='keep them out !'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115228447896835057</id><published>2006-07-07T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o covil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" Arranjei o covil e parece que me sai bem. Do exterior vê-se apenas um grande buraco, mas na realidade esse buraco não conduz a parte nenhuma[...] Porém , a uns passos do buraco, abre-se a verdadeira entrada, coberta por uma camada de musgo, que eu posso levantar : se há neste mundo alguma coisa segura é este local "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O Covil - Franz Kafka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115228447896835057?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115228447896835057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115228447896835057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115228447896835057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115228447896835057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/o-covil.html' title='o covil'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115169228896982168</id><published>2006-06-30T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to think about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Just living is not enough... One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hans Christian Andersen&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/15737553-115169228896982168?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115169228896982168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115169228896982168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115169228896982168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115169228896982168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/something-to-think-about.html' title='something to think about...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115159653823854253</id><published>2006-06-29T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i miss my own smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115159653823854253?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115159653823854253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115159653823854253' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115159653823854253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115159653823854253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/sometimes-i-miss-my-own-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115152057294601351</id><published>2006-06-28T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:19.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoje ...</title><content type='html'>Adoro esta sensação de que sou capaz de fazer tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje mudei a minha vida .&lt;br /&gt;Comecei cedinho, confesso... sai de casa com o sol mal nascido e &lt;strong&gt;mudei&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dei um passo importante, preenchi papeis e cumpri deveres burocraticos, arranjei um emprestimo, sou mais uma endividada neste país , vou seguir o meu sonho,  vou tirar um curso, mudar a minha vida, emprego, rotina, whatever ...quero &lt;strong&gt;MUDAR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero conhecer gente e ver sorrisos , quero deixar de sentir que devo tudo a toda a gente, que nao sirvo para ninguem .&lt;br /&gt;Quero que as pessoas não achem estranho quando lhe digo bom dia com um sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;Quero que compreendam que tenho vontade de mudar e ser feliz .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115152057294601351?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115152057294601351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115152057294601351' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115152057294601351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115152057294601351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoje.html' title='hoje ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-115142388979524666</id><published>2006-06-27T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>para ti ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deixa-me ser a tua amiga, Amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A tua amiga só, já que não queres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que pelo teu amor seja a melhor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A mais triste de todas as mulheres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florbela Espanca - Amiga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;não consigo demostrar melhor do que isto, lamento .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-115142388979524666?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115142388979524666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=115142388979524666' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115142388979524666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/115142388979524666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/para-ti.html' title='para ti ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114984018252461965</id><published>2006-06-08T23:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o cocktail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/1600/cocktail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="243" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/320/cocktail.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acabou, bem não acabou mas é o penultimo dia ...para ti acabou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é aquele dia em que fazes o balanço, como qualquer balanço contas o bom e contas o mal, mentalmente procuras algo mais , uma resposta pralem do obvio, não sejas estupida não existe .&lt;br /&gt;Fazes a ronda, rejeição é a palavra do dia, rejeitaste ou foste rejeitada, familia, amigos, trabalho, num ano perdeste tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perspectiva&lt;/strong&gt; - arte de representar num plano os objectos tais como se apresentam à vista, conforme a sua posição e distância;&lt;br /&gt;aspecto que apresentam os objectos vistos de longe;&lt;br /&gt;panorama;&lt;br /&gt;aparência;&lt;br /&gt;miragem;&lt;br /&gt;probabilidade.&lt;br /&gt;em -: esperado no futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tua é igual a zero , achei que devias saber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos começas a vê-los ir embora, um por um, uma voz dentro de ti diz-te que chegou a tua hora.&lt;br /&gt;Saiste...respira...respira...'tás a sufocar ainda mais aqui fora ... olhas caras conhecidas ... ainda sem respirar?&lt;br /&gt;Ela chega, ela fala, tu esforças-te para ouvir, esforças-te para segui-la, esquecer o que te vai na alma... mas nada tentas explicar que 'tás a sufocar, mas ela não percebe, gritas, discutes e no auge da tua irritação cruzas um olhar, o dela tá magoado, tu mais uma vez no teu melhor...vai-te embora, vira as costas e faz o que tens que fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Respira ... não pares , nao penses, já sabes o que tens de fazer, vai depressa, não desistas.&lt;br /&gt;Autocarro, faz 2 horas que tens um unica musica no repeat one, o rapaz que se sentou a teu lado repara que te caem lagrimas, sentes o olhar de preocupação, morde o labio e pára já com isto , sai do autocarro, tás longe do destino mas... assim não o vês.&lt;br /&gt;Chegaste .&lt;br /&gt;Vê o correio... é uma inutilidade mas dai tu também o és.&lt;br /&gt;Chegaste.&lt;br /&gt;Leve cheiro a maças verdes.&lt;br /&gt;Come ... agora não tenhas pressa.&lt;br /&gt;Vai ao armário seria um orgulho de um qualquer hipocondriaco , este armario é todo teu.&lt;br /&gt;Sê metodica, nao desarrumes, não dês trabalho a ninguem.&lt;br /&gt;Copo , almofariz, e grande parte do conteudo do armário, sumo ...de ananás.&lt;br /&gt;Devagar e com carinho prepara, leva para a sala ...liga a televisao.&lt;br /&gt;Pensa ... esqueceste de algo ... a renda, vai pagá-la, já te disse que não deves dar trabalho, tudo isto é simples e previsivel.&lt;br /&gt;Volta.&lt;br /&gt;Faz um ronda mental...tens a certeza?&lt;br /&gt;Sim... tens .&lt;br /&gt;Não nada de hesitações, que merda ctg... é sempre a mesma merda, é desta tou farta de te ouvir. Tu e as tuas fraquezas.&lt;br /&gt;Toma o copo é simples, sim vai saber mal e dai!??!? é o facto de te sentires mal que te faz acabar com isto tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que te tenhas lembrado de dizer "obrigado filhos da puta... por uma vida de merda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114984018252461965?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114984018252461965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114984018252461965' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114984018252461965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114984018252461965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-cocktail.html' title='o cocktail'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114923313661411166</id><published>2006-06-01T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wizard of Oz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vou ser sincera tenho 25 anos e ainda tenho algum receio deste filme, é um trauma tipo nao gostar de palhaços de loiça...nao o percebo ( quer dizer... palhaços de loiça sao horriveis mas nao me deviam meter medo :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas isto porque encontrei uma quote que achei linda para definir o conto ( que me perdoe que gosta! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Transported to a surreal landscape, a young girl kills the first woman she meets and then teams up with three complete strangers to kill again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/23877.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Add to Your Quotations Page" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/myquotations.php?add=23877"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Email this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/23877.html#email"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unknown, Marin County newspaper's TV listing for "The Wizard of Oz" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lindo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114923313661411166?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114923313661411166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114923313661411166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114923313661411166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114923313661411166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/wizard-of-oz.html' title='The Wizard of Oz'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114914533304406354</id><published>2006-05-31T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm an addicted to google ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Será que tb temos o nosso próprio "&lt;strong&gt;support group&lt;/strong&gt;" ?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para quem pensa que o vibrador é o melhor amigo da mulher ...bem, desengane-se... já nao consigo imaginar a minha vida sem este  "instrumento " que é evidentemente  insubstituivel no dia-a dia de qualquer mulher  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Encontrei isto na net, muito bom ...embora  assustador :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/1600/google%20love.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/320/google%20love.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Ten Signs You Are Addicted to Google &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Your kids still believe the Googlebot is bringing the Christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;9. Your reply to "How are you" is "I'm feeling lucky", combined with a clicking gesture.&lt;br /&gt;8. You shout at the librarian when she takes more than 0.1 seconds to find your book.&lt;br /&gt;7. You just lost a case in court to name your newborn son "Google".&lt;br /&gt;6. You think of Google as your second-best friend, but lately consider it to get into first position.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your Google shirt is losing color.&lt;br /&gt;4. When people talk to you, you try to optimize their keywords.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your last three Sunday family trips have been to the Googleplex.&lt;br /&gt;2. You are convinced "What's your PageRank?" is a good pick-up line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the number one sign you are addicted to Google:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. You are completely clueless without a computer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ey any questions !??!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; google it LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114914533304406354?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114914533304406354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Daylight</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To my surprise, and my delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw sunrise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I am nothing in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the clouds burst to show daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh and the sun will shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah on this heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh and I realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who cannot live without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh come apart without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a hill top, on a sky-rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a first born child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At full tilt, and in full flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Defeat darkness, breaking daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh and the sun will shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah on this heart of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh and I realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who cannot live without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh come apart without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Coldplay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insonias... ando com insonias outra vez ... a vantagem !??!? vi pela primeira vez o nascer do sol na minha casa nova, a noite tava divinal, temperatura ideal, com a banda sonora perfeita ( da qual deixo uma aperitivo) , estado de espirito completamente ZEN . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114889057857910320?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114889057857910320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114889057857910320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114889057857910320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114889057857910320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/daylight.html' title='Daylight'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114794298519200545</id><published>2006-05-18T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sinto-me como se tivesse cegado por excesso de olhar o mundo"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Berto em «O Medo»&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114794298519200545?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114794298519200545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114794298519200545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114794298519200545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114794298519200545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/sinto-me-como-se-tivesse-cegado-por.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114793971590916292</id><published>2006-05-18T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Atrás da porta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando olhaste bem nos olhos meus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E o teu olhar era de adeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Juro que não acreditei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu te estranhei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me debrucei sobre o teu corpo e duvidei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E me arrastei e te arranhei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E me agarrei nos teus cabelos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nos teus pêlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teu pijama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nos teus pés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ao pé da cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sem carinho, sem coberta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No tapete atrás da porta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reclamei baixinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dei pra maldizer o nosso lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pra sujar teu nome, te humilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E me entregar a qualquer preço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Te adorando pelo avesso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pra mostra que inda sou tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Só pra provar que inda sou tua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chico Buarque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mais uma de chico, porque é disto que eu gosto realmente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114793971590916292?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114793971590916292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114793971590916292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114793971590916292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114793971590916292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/atrs-da-porta-quando-olhaste-bem-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114741857393182098</id><published>2006-05-11T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvin: Life? Don't talk to me about life!</title><content type='html'>Eu adoro ler.&lt;br /&gt;Quem me conhece sabe que é o meu escape.&lt;br /&gt;Ando viciada no The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy ...verdadeiramente viciada, deixei de conviver com pessoas, os gatos protestam, a cama fica por fazer, deixo de me lembrar das refeiçoes enfim o caos...lol ... farto-me de rir sozinha  e tenho a leve impressão que as pessoas la de casa pensam que começo a ficar o pouco  "mentamente perturbada", mas nao consigo resistir :)  é verdade...hoje  acordei mais cedo so para poder ler mais um pouco só mais um capitulo ...&lt;br /&gt;quotes que gostei ate agora ( tou apaixonada pelo Marvin ja agora ficam a saber !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="qt0186532"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0080049/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt;: [after being thrown into the airlock by a guard] Wash your filthy hands! [looks around] &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0080049/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt;: Don't panic... don't panic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0293509/"&gt;Arthur&lt;/a&gt;: So this is it. We're gonna die.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0080049/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt;: Yeah. We're gonna die. [pauses]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0080049/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt;: No... no! What's this? [goes over to control panel]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0293509/"&gt;Arthur&lt;/a&gt;: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0080049/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt;: What's this...? What's this...? [flips switch]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0080049/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt;: This... is... nothing. Yeah, we're gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000614/"&gt;Marvin&lt;/a&gt;: I think you ought to know I'm feeling very depressed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0221046/"&gt;Trillian&lt;/a&gt;: Well, we have something that may take your mind off it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000614/"&gt;Marvin&lt;/a&gt;: It won't work, I have an exceptionally large mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0221046/"&gt;Trillian&lt;/a&gt;: Yeah, we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000410/"&gt;The Book&lt;/a&gt;: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy also talks about love. It says, "Avoid if at all possible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rest my case and have a nice day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="qt0186531"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114741857393182098?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114741857393182098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114741857393182098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114741857393182098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114741857393182098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/marvin-life-dont-talk-to-me-about-life.html' title='Marvin: Life? Don&apos;t talk to me about life!'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114733462012895449</id><published>2006-05-11T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No Me Moleste Mosquito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No me moleste mosquito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No me moleste mosquito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No me moleste mosquito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why don't you go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No me moleste mosquito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me eat my burrito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No me moleste mosquito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why don't you go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the doors&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dedicado a todas as "melgas" que povoam o meu dia-a-dia !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114733462012895449?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114733462012895449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114733462012895449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114733462012895449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114733462012895449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-me-moleste-mosquito-no-me-moleste.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114733260804298117</id><published>2006-05-10T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Indifference"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will light the match this mornin', so i won't be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will stand arms outstretched, pretend i'm free to roam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will make my way, through, one more day in hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference does it make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference does it make...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will hold the candle till it burns up my arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll keep takin' punches until their will grows tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey i won't change direction, and i won't change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference does it make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference does it make..how much difference...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll swallow poison, until i grow immune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will scream my lungs out till it fills this room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference does it make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much difference does it make...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pearl l Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;simpatizo bue com esta musica sei que é tvz um pouco depressiva ( mas eu tb o sou ...só um bocadinho lol ) mas é o que me ta a saber bem hoje ...já mencionei que adoro o meu leitor de  mp3??? LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e que a 2ª fase do plano comece ... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;life ...here i come !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114733260804298117?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114733260804298117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114733260804298117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114733260804298117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114733260804298117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/indifference-i-will-light-match-this.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114715706689616308</id><published>2006-05-08T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>por definição ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/1600/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/320/beer.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ressaca &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de re + sacar&lt;br /&gt;s. f.,&lt;br /&gt;recuo das ondas;&lt;br /&gt;fluxo e refluxo;&lt;br /&gt;regresso ao estado inicial;&lt;br /&gt;ant.,&lt;br /&gt;retaguarda;&lt;br /&gt;pop.,&lt;br /&gt;enfado, cansaço motivado por uma noite passada em claro;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indisposição sentida após a ingestão excessiva de álcool;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gír.,&lt;br /&gt;estado de carência física e psíquica que se manifesta após abuso de drogas ou suspensão do abuso de drogas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;é verdade ontem fez 1 semana que estavamos naquela casa ... o resultado está espelhado na minha cara, mas a noite foi espectacular !   upieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we rule ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114715706689616308?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114715706689616308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114715706689616308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114715706689616308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114715706689616308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/por-definio.html' title='por definição ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114709323774931772</id><published>2006-05-08T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/1600/000064580pw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/320/000064580pw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114709323774931772?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114709323774931772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114709323774931772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114709323774931772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114709323774931772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114707085771101420</id><published>2006-05-07T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lágrimas de alegria ...</title><content type='html'>É verdade foi o que me apareceu quando ouço um queixoso miar vindo do terceiro andar do meu predio, e vejo a minha adorada sleepy desaparecida fazia ja alguns dias.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei doida de alegria confesso, andava a tentar ter esperança que ela voltava, mas nao estava a conseguir.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que a frase "sleepy voltaste! vou-te fazer um bife " há de ficar gravada na memoria daquela casa :)&lt;br /&gt;já agora um ENORME OBRIGADO a todos que me tentaram consolar quando fiquei em baixo por a ter perdido, dory, luma,  bu, skeye, deus, dalilah, nando, rita ( espero que seja o começo duma amizade) enfim ... eu depois agradeço melhor fazendo o melhor churrasco das vossas vidas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114707085771101420?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114707085771101420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114707085771101420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114707085771101420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114707085771101420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/lgrimas-de-alegria.html' title='lágrimas de alegria ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114681352406823488</id><published>2006-05-04T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:18.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>por um sorriso ...</title><content type='html'>ontem fui buscar o meu pc a casa antiga, era o resto do resto do resto, a ultima cena a ser movida...e  assim se acabaram as minhas mudanças, e começou uma nova etapa que espero bastante boa :)&lt;br /&gt;Tava eu a esperar e desesperar ao frio pelo 26, qd uma senhora se chega e começa a falar cmg, confesso que a minha reacção primeiro foi tentar ignorar, mas ela insistiu e via-se que precisava desabafar, era brasileira tava ca faz 1 ano, trabalhava 12 h por dia e ganhava 550 euros, tinha feito tantas dividas para ca chegar que so agora as havia saldado, e pensava voltar de novo para o brasil ... o sonho de vir ca ganhar dinheiro não se havia realizado.&lt;br /&gt;Os pais, o  marido , a filha e as saudades da sua terra obrigavam-na a voltar .&lt;br /&gt;chegou o 16 ela feliz diz adeus e apanha-o ...nunca mais a vou ver, mas o facto de a ter ouvido sem pressa e ela ter desabafado chegou-lhe para colocar um sorriso na cara novamente.&lt;br /&gt;E sim eu não fiz NADA limitei-me a OUVIR .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal de contas, por vezes apenas queremos alguem que nos dê um pouco de atenção.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114681352406823488?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114681352406823488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114681352406823488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114681352406823488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114681352406823488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/por-um-sorriso.html' title='por um sorriso ...'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114663971529040035</id><published>2006-05-02T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:17.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinito Particular</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eis o melhor e o pior de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O meu termômetro, o meu quilate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vem cara, me retrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não é impossível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu não sou difícil de ler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Faça sua parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu sou daqui e não sou de Marte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vem, cara, me repara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Não vê, tá na cara, sou porta-bandeira de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Só não se perca ao entrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No meu infinito particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Em alguns instantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sou pequenina e também gigante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vem cara, se declara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O mundo é portátil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pra quem não tem nada a esconder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Olha minha cara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É só mistério, não tem segredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vem cá, não tenha medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A água é potável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daqui você pode beber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Só não se perca ao entrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No meu infinito particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desde que me mudei para a casa nova que andamos a ouvir isto nao resisti a deixar aqui uma das letras deste divinal novo album de Marisa Monte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114663971529040035?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114663971529040035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114663971529040035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114663971529040035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114663971529040035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/infinito-particular.html' title='Infinito Particular'/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114657991850843389</id><published>2006-05-02T06:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:17.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;é tarde, ja passou uma noite e uma manha e tu sempre desaparecida ... eu não sei o que se passou, eu nao sei como aconteceu, mas a cada momento sinto que tu não vais voltar e que te perdi para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lamento mais  uma vez eu falho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114657991850843389?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114657991850843389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114657991850843389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114657991850843389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114657991850843389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/tarde-ja-passou-uma-noite-e-uma-manha_02.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114657973017183787</id><published>2006-05-02T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:17.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do i hate my life?because i just can...because i don't understand hapiness without misery,ruin and a little chaos " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114657973017183787?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114657973017183787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114657973017183787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114657973017183787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114657973017183787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-do-i-hate-my-lifebecause-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114543433923960324</id><published>2006-04-19T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:17.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/1600/closed.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5311/1236/320/closed.gif" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...see you soon =)&lt;/span&gt;&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/15737553-114543433923960324?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114543433923960324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114543433923960324' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114543433923960324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15737553/posts/default/114543433923960324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el_olive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17251435021691822817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15737553.post-114525887019028276</id><published>2006-04-16T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:50:17.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a ronda ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Todos os dias faço a "ronda dos blogs" basicamente vou a blogs de gente que conheço e fico a saber como vai a vidinha deles :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ao passar pelo do &lt;strong&gt;morning theft&lt;/strong&gt; havia lá um post dedicado a jose gonzales, ok... admito sou uma viciada no google a primeira coisa que fiz foi ir cuscar as tao bem faladas lyrics deste senhor :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sinceramente excerto de musica que dedicava a mim mesma neste momento e como reflexo do fim de semana surreal que acabei de ter ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why do you keep on running?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this love is fading way to fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all the stars are burning (for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but non of them are going to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so stop chasing your past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as soon as the storm is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and all the fog is clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as soon as the storm is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I promise to send out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As Soon As The Storm Is Over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15737553-114525887019028276?l=olive-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olive-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114525887019028276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15737553&amp;postID=114525887019028276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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imobiliaria e achei por bem começar a arrumar as minhas cenas, comecei pelo mais importante ou seja, de mala na mão comecei a arrumar os meus livros, mas qo contrario do que esperava, não senti a alegria por estar a começar uma nova etapa ( e eu bem preciso dela !) mas a tristeza de saber que é o fim de outra,chocou-me a rapidez com que seleccionei e arrumei as minhas coisas, foram 7 anos naquela casa, aconteceram mil e uma coisas, umas boas outras menos boas, mas era a  MINHA CASA, o MEU REFUGIO, tive de parar com medo de acabar os preparativos para a mudança em duas horas ...7 anos de vida nao se devem arrumar em tão pouco tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/38050.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I think that when you invite people to your home, you invite them to 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