<?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-8691617519517689849</id><updated>2012-02-12T19:49:53.491-02:00</updated><category term='animais'/><category term='lixo extraordinário'/><category term='Johnny Depp'/><category term='Avery'/><category term='Charlie Brown'/><category term='jornalismo'/><category term='contos'/><category term='textos'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='mídia'/><category term='Dilma Rousseff'/><category term='Blorkutando'/><category term='Demi Lovato'/><category term='Curiosidades'/><category term='Lula'/><category term='Projeto suas palavras'/><category term='Katy Perry'/><category term='Lindsay Lohan'/><category term='Rihanna'/><category term='comediantes'/><category term='Lady Gaga'/><category term='cultura'/><category term='oração'/><category term='faculdade'/><category term='comédia'/><category term='A Banda Mais Bonita da Cidade'/><category term='video'/><category term='ídolos'/><category term='The Edge Of Glory'/><category term='criança'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='tv'/><category term='Beyoncé'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='Samuel Wainer'/><category term='Sociologia'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='Miniconto'/><category term='Revistas'/><category term='dicas'/><category term='Green Day'/><category term='Max Martin'/><category term='magia'/><category term='Charlie St. Cloud'/><category term='hq'/><category term='Sandy Leah'/><category term='Laranja Mecânica'/><category term='puc goiás'/><category term='Tagarelei'/><category term='achei na net'/><category term='Sebastião Salgado'/><category term='desenhos'/><category term='Teatro'/><category term='redes sociais'/><category term='fubazada news'/><category term='motociclismo'/><category term='livros'/><category term='vik muniz'/><category term='Datas'/><category term='Outros'/><category term='Silvio Costa'/><category term='30 Seconds To Mars'/><category term='Ashley Tisdale'/><category term='Karielle Gontijo'/><category term='Brasil'/><category term='Vanessa Hudgens'/><category term='Selena Gomez'/><category term='coca-cola'/><category term='Woody Allen'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='Fotos'/><category term='música'/><category term='Escrito para o Projeto Carochinha'/><category term='Miley Cyrus'/><category term='Mulher'/><category term='Sbt'/><category term='hogwarts'/><category term='fotografia'/><category term='Especial'/><category term='selos'/><category term='política'/><category term='projeto creativite'/><category term='A Era do Rádio'/><category term='luna lovegood'/><category term='Taylor Swift'/><category term='Bandas'/><category term='rony weasley'/><category term='anos 90'/><category term='Evanescence'/><category term='musica'/><category term='Emma Watson'/><category term='Marcelo Adnet'/><category term='toquinho'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='Pink'/><category term='Backstreet Boys'/><category term='Grammy'/><category term='MTV'/><category term='Britney Spears'/><category term='Tim Burton'/><category term='Rafinha Bastos'/><category term='séries de tv'/><category term='Silvio Santos'/><category term='Emily Browning'/><category term='O fantasma escritor'/><category term='Gisele Bundchen'/><category term='neville longbottom'/><category term='viajei'/><category term='Mineiros - GO'/><category term='Avril Lavigne'/><category term='Eu e meu guarda-chuva'/><category term='imprensa'/><category term='Minha Razão de Viver'/><category term='cinema'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='hermione granger'/><category term='fantasiando'/><category term='Sucker Punch'/><category term='Marcos Mion'/><category term='unicórnios'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='N&apos; Sync'/><category term='Elvis Presley'/><category term='bloinques'/><category term='Simple Plan'/><category term='propagandas'/><title type='text'>Jovem Brilhante</title><subtitle type='html'>"E se nada der certo, eu ainda tenho os meus fones de ouvido."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-835500768251023168</id><published>2012-02-11T15:11:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T15:11:59.039-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>Os fantásticos livros voadores do Mr. Morris Lessmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TpKbfjL8I8I/TzagL7ITWMI/AAAAAAAABkE/LsWGgBp6KHw/s1600/TheFantasticFlyingBooks2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TpKbfjL8I8I/TzagL7ITWMI/AAAAAAAABkE/LsWGgBp6KHw/s1600/TheFantasticFlyingBooks2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Os fantásticos livros voadores do Mr. Morris Lessmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; é um curta produzido pelo autor/ilustrador/cineasta americano William Joyce e pelo diretor Brandon Oldenburg. O curta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;mostra a história de pessoas que dedicam suas vidas aos livros e são recompensadas por eles. Teve como influências o episódio com o furação Katrina em 2005, em Nova Orleães nos Estados Unidos, o ator de comédias muda Buster Keaton, e filmes como &lt;i&gt;O mágico de Oz&lt;/i&gt; e &lt;i&gt;Cantando na Chuv&lt;/i&gt;a. A produção está concorrendo ao Oscar 2012 na categoria de melhor curta-metragem de animação. É uma obra de arte.&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/35404908?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="533"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/35404908"&gt;The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/moonbot"&gt;Moonbot Studios&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: Depois desse filme fiquei com vontade de acordar e ver os meus livros andando pela casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vou dormir com um olho aberto, o_O rsrsrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-835500768251023168?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/835500768251023168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=835500768251023168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/835500768251023168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/835500768251023168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/02/os-fantasticos-livros-voadores-do-mr.html' title='Os fantásticos livros voadores do Mr. Morris Lessmore'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TpKbfjL8I8I/TzagL7ITWMI/AAAAAAAABkE/LsWGgBp6KHw/s72-c/TheFantasticFlyingBooks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-311606738789893018</id><published>2012-02-08T01:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T01:20:08.940-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>O silêncio do teu olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifo9qYBkQbg/TzHpJcWObYI/AAAAAAAABj8/ZBIc5jOw90Q/s1600/casal-separado.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifo9qYBkQbg/TzHpJcWObYI/AAAAAAAABj8/ZBIc5jOw90Q/s320/casal-separado.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/bfBsEUdEevU?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/bfBsEUdEevU?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="299" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfBsEUdEevU?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O silêncio do teu olhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Atormenta-me intensamente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;São mil e uma sensações&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;De aconchegantes à deprimentes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O silêncio do seu olhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Deixa a minha mente alucinada,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo sinto tudo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E não sei absolutamente nada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O silêncio do seu olhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;É um mistério que me fascina,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto muros e possibilidades&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E uma pitada de adrenalina.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;No silêncio do seu olhar&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Sinto a alma devorada,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto que estamos distantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Que fizemos a escolha errada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;No silêncio do seu olhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto que o mundo desabou,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E mais forte do que isso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto que não acabou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;[Escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-311606738789893018?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/311606738789893018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=311606738789893018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/311606738789893018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/311606738789893018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-silencio-do-teu-olhar.html' title='O silêncio do teu olhar'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifo9qYBkQbg/TzHpJcWObYI/AAAAAAAABj8/ZBIc5jOw90Q/s72-c/casal-separado.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1664054021255996639</id><published>2012-01-31T03:04:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:05:07.961-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desenhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries de tv'/><title type='text'>Top 5 - Últimos episódios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H05DWz1LDz0/Tyd03LsGiLI/AAAAAAAABjs/d0tBJnTPxzU/s1600/%C3%BAltimos+epis%C3%B3dios.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H05DWz1LDz0/Tyd03LsGiLI/AAAAAAAABjs/d0tBJnTPxzU/s640/%C3%BAltimos+epis%C3%B3dios.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Esse top 5 de hoje é sobre &lt;i&gt;últimos episódios&lt;/i&gt;. Você certamente já acompanhou alguma novela, série ou desenho que gostaria que durasse por mais tempo, mas eles sempre acabam. Então hoje resolvi postar 5 episódios que para mim foram curiosos, tristes, especiais, sei lá... &amp;nbsp;o_O&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;05 – Todo Mundo Odeia o Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A primeira vez que assisti eu não entendi o porquê deste seriado ter terminado com o episódio do supletivo. Mas depois de ler sobre o assunto, até concordei com o fim do seriado, pois se continuasse poderia mudar de humor para tragédia. &lt;i&gt;Todo Mundo Odeia o Chris&lt;/i&gt; é baseado na história do comediante americano Chris Rock. Dois motivos justificam o fim da trama, primeiro porque a audiência nos EUA já não era tão boa como no início e segundo porque a história mudaria totalmente o rumo,pois após ser reprovado no supletivo Chris dá os primeiros passos na carreira de humorista e no anos seguinte, 1988, o pai dele morreu. Realmente não seria a mesma coisa, Rochelle sem Julius é que nem Buchecha sem Claudinho, é estranho.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QZ-0OuH83W8" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;04 – Chiquititas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Foi a primeira novela que me lembro de assistir TODOS os dias, tinha 7 anos, e Renata Del Bianco foi o meu primeiro amor platônico, pena que ela saiu no final da primeira temporada, =(. O último episódio foi em 2001, já na quinta temporada, a novela terminou após o incêndio no celeiro, que daria início a uma nova fase, já que na sexta temporada eles teriam que encontrar um novo lar, porém a sexta temporada da versão brasileira não ocorreu. Em 2007 o SBT exibiu a versão argentina da sexta temporada (para quem não sabe a versão original é argentina) para que o público brasileiro conhecesse a continuidade da história. Foi triste, porque no fim da quinta temporada eles terminaram meio que sem ter para onde ir, o destino era incerto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JPDzjT8vBUM" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;03 – Família Dinossauro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Poucos conhecem esse episódio, mas ele é um pouco triste. O episódio é meio que uma lição de moral. Dino faz um discurso e diz para Baby que não tomou conta direito do mundo, e que não haveria um lugar para ele e os irmãos. Baby então pergunta: “&lt;i&gt;O que vai acontecer com a gente?&lt;/i&gt;”. Na última cena, depois de mostrar o lugar coberto pela neve, um repórter fala que a previsão é de “&lt;i&gt;neve contínua, escuridão e frio extremo&lt;/i&gt;”, e termina com um adeus. =(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MS6MhvgkaAE" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;02 – Power Ranger no Espaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Este não é o último episódio, pois os Power Rangers ainda existem, \o/, e já estão na 19ª temporada. Pode parecer que perdeu a graça, mas eu prefiro acreditar que eu é que fiquei chato depois que cresci. Nunca vai ser como antes, mas fico feliz que a fantasia continue. E se for verdade eu ainda estou disposto a ser um ranger, rsrsrs. Escolhi esse episódio porque ele é especial, pois não me lembro de outro onde os Power Rangers revelam a identidade. Ele é o último episódio de Power Rangers no Espaço, temporada de 1998, exibida em 2000 na rede globo. É digno de cena de cinema. Destaque para os inesquecíveis Bulk e Skull e também para o final dos vilões Rita Repulsa e Lorde Zedd (os melhores vilões da série). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;"O rangers nunca deixaram a gente na mão. Temos que acreditar que eles estão aqui." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Bulk)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z5A84jDxgSc" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;01 – Caverna do Dragão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O último episódio na verdade nunca foi produzido em animação e devido a isso várias hipóteses surgiram. Alguns diziam que os personagens estavam no limbo/purgatório e que o Mestre dos Magos e o Vingador eram duas faces de Lúcifer. A verdade é que gosto do mistério que o desenho deixou, acredito que se o último capítulo fosse produzido iria perder um pouco da graça. Mas o episódio existiu e é intitulado &lt;i&gt;Requiem&lt;/i&gt; e foi escrito pelo roteirista Michael Reaves (que também foi responsável por He-Man). De todos os episódios, este foi o único da série animada que não foi produzido por animação, embora seu roteiro oficial tenha sido criado. O episódio mostra acontecimentos finais da jornada dos jovens heróis aprisionados em uma fantástica e misteriosa dimensão em busca do retorno ao seu próprio mundo. Em 2010, o roteiro foi convertido para os quadrinhos pelo cartunista brasileiro Reinaldo Rocha e disponibilizado para download. Caso tenha interesse em baixar o episódio em PDF, &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/dir/32816827/cf7f54c3/sharing.html"&gt;clique neste link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5CBZcmFSss/Tydv0zV-_vI/AAAAAAAABjk/CX61GiemZTU/s1600/dugeons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5CBZcmFSss/Tydv0zV-_vI/AAAAAAAABjk/CX61GiemZTU/s1600/dugeons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caverna do Dragão, um dos melhores desenhos.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;P.S.: Mestre dos Magos me assustava mais que o Vingador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1664054021255996639?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1664054021255996639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1664054021255996639&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1664054021255996639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1664054021255996639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/top-5-ultimos-episodios.html' title='Top 5 - Últimos episódios'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H05DWz1LDz0/Tyd03LsGiLI/AAAAAAAABjs/d0tBJnTPxzU/s72-c/%C3%BAltimos+epis%C3%B3dios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8239948942227552418</id><published>2012-01-27T00:33:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:41:24.165-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Mallu Magalhães - Velha e Louca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_ByUSb-h6g/TyIMXFcgm9I/AAAAAAAABjc/mTjuZlIoLsY/s1600/mallu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_ByUSb-h6g/TyIMXFcgm9I/AAAAAAAABjc/mTjuZlIoLsY/s400/mallu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Velha e Louca? Que nada! &amp;nbsp;Mallu Magalhães está mais bela do que nunca e talentosa como sempre. Não é de hoje que adoro essa vozinha roca dela, e nesse clipe novo ela está parecendo uma boneca. Sua linda!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Estava ansioso por esse clique, porque a música é muito boa, assim como as outras dela. Mallu começou o sucesso de forma bem independente, a cantora foi descoberta no &lt;i&gt;MySpace&lt;/i&gt; onde postava as músicas quando ainda era anônima. Hoje a jovem de apenas 19 anos já está com seu terceiro álbum, intitulado &lt;i&gt;Pitanga&lt;/i&gt;, no mercado. A primeira música que ouvi de Mallu foi &lt;i&gt;J1&lt;/i&gt;, mas com &lt;i&gt;Tchubaruba&lt;/i&gt; virei fã. Mallu não é do tipo que produz o que o mercado quer, é do tipo de artista que, mesmo com a pouca idade e curta carreira, consegue transmitir que não apenas trabalha com música, e sim faz música, vive a música. É bom saber que ela veio para ficar, sorte a nossa, e que venha muito mais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Confira abaixo o novo videoclipe de Mallu Magalhães:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f7UBDGt8VK8" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eu tenho tido a alegria como dom. Em cada canto eu vejo o lado bom."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trecho de&lt;i&gt; Velha e Louca &lt;/i&gt;de Mallu Magalhães)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8239948942227552418?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8239948942227552418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8239948942227552418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8239948942227552418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8239948942227552418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/mallu-magalhaes-velha-e-louca.html' title='Mallu Magalhães - Velha e Louca'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_ByUSb-h6g/TyIMXFcgm9I/AAAAAAAABjc/mTjuZlIoLsY/s72-c/mallu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2149853405897471111</id><published>2012-01-25T02:55:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:58:45.945-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornalismo'/><title type='text'>Cortina de Fumaça</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt6k6WPA-YE/Tx-IjJQ5vOI/AAAAAAAABjU/nJKHaxK9oS0/s1600/Cortina+de+Fuma%25C3%25A7a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt6k6WPA-YE/Tx-IjJQ5vOI/AAAAAAAABjU/nJKHaxK9oS0/s320/Cortina+de+Fuma%25C3%25A7a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Você REALMENTE precisa ouvir o que eles tem a dizer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Cortina de Fumaça é um documentário que discute a política em torno das drogas no mundo. O filme é um tapa, de havaianas, na cara do sociedade. As fontes ouvidas nesse documentário são diversas e, antes de tudo, especialistas no assunto, dentre eles há médicos, pesquisadores, advogados, líderes, policiais e representantes de movimentos civis, tanto nacionais como internacionais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O filme vai além da exposição do tema em questão, é uma aula pela qual todas as pessoas deveriam passar. Confesso concordar com quase tudo que é dito no vídeo, mas não creio que o nosso país esteja pronto para isso. É preciso um mega-trabalho de&amp;nbsp;consciencização e informação, mas infelizmente vemos que o Estado e Mídia não estão dispostos a cooperar com a verdade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Por favor, antes de comentar nesse post veja o filme e ouça quem entende do assunto, ou não comente, poupe-me de moralismos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Veja o documentário completo:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="403" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RAnFiyqcMb0" width="550"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ficha Técnica&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;País de origem: Brasil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diretor: Rodrigo Mac Niven | Carlos Alberto Alves | Paula Xexéo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duração: 01:28:06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ano: 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Categoria: Documentário&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Alguns trechos do documentário:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Toda guerra tem que ter um espião e na guerra às drogas eu era esse espião. O agente infiltrado é esse espião. Fiz isso por 14 anos. Meu trabalho era fazer o que fosse necessário para me tornar seu melhor amigo, seu confidente mais próximo para que pudesse traí-lo e mandá-lo pra prisão. Em 1968, Richard Nixon declarou guerra às drogas. E o motivo tinha muito pouco a ver com drogas e muito com o fato dele concorrer à presidência e ele queria alguns votos extras. No primeiro ano no poder conseguiu fazer o congresso aprovar orçamentos massivos que dariam muito dinheiro a qualquer departamento de polícia pronto para contratar policiais que lutassem sua guerra às drogas. E nos mandaram para a rua para prender traficante de drogas. Como não havia muitos traficantes, nossos alvos eram pequenos grupos de amigos, jovens de segundo grau e universidade. Eu ficava no grupo até pegar cada um do grupo. Quase mil jovens foram presos por causa do que eu fiz como policial infiltrado. Algo do qual, certamente, não sinto orgulho hoje. Nós mentimos sobre o que fazíamos como policiais. Acusamos aquelas pessoas de serem grandes traficantes de drogas e quando trazíamos cem deles, colocávamos eles na parede e a mídia lá tirando fotos, e meu chefe vinha apontando e dizendo: “vejam isso, cem grandes traficantes que tiramos da sua comunidade, essa é uma situação terrível, precisamos de mais dinheiro, precisamos de mais policiais, precisamos prender mais pessoas, precisamos construir mais prisões, temos que parar com isso.” E toda a ideia era assustar as pessoas, assustar o público. E a mídia aceitou na hora.E fizemos tudo o que podíamos para incendiar isso e fazer parecer pior. Por causa da guerra às drogas nós desperdiçados muito do no staff, nosso tempo e nosso orçamento policial perseguindo essas pessoas não violentas que não tínhamos tempo para proteger os cidadãos dos crimes violentos.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Jack A. Cole – Diretor executivo LEAP – EUA)&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Algum dia, quando a descriminalização das drogas for uma realidade, os historiadores olharão para trás e sentirão o mesmo arrepio de que hoje nos produz a inquisição.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Javier Martinez Lázaro – Juiz Penalista. Madri, Espanha)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Nunca ninguém morreu por overdose de maconha. Não se consegue morrer de overdose. Você pode morrer de overdose de aspirina, de álcool, pequenas quantidades de nicotina. Outras coisas matam por overdose, maconha não.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Amanda Fielding – Fundadora/Diretora Fundação Beckley)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Não existe nenhum registro de morte por uso de maconha. Ano passado nem me lembro de quantas pessoas morreram tomando aspirina. Talvez cause dependência psicológica, café causa muito mais dependência. A dependência física é muito baixa.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Jorge Cervantes – Escritor/Pesquisador – EUA)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Os estudos epidemiológicos mostram que a maconha não é porta de entrada. E a grande maioria dos usuários de maconha não migrou para drogas mais pesadas e, mais outro dado, a grande maioria dos usuários de maconha abandonou espontaneamente o uso de maconha depois de alguns anos sem necessidade de qualquer tipo de tratamento. A única substância que pode ser porta de entrada para drogas mais pesadas é o próprio álcool.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Dartiu Xavier – Médico/Coordenador PROAD)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Sou um viciado em recuperação, estou limpo há 13 anos e a maconha me ajudou a sobreviver, não me levou para outras drogas. A porta de entrada é a proibição, é o mercado negro, porque quando você vai comprar a maconha na esquina com o traficante, um dia ele vai dizer: não tenho maconha mas tenho cocaína, ecstasy, heroína... experimente isso e isso. Esta é a porta de entrada; a proibição, o mercado negro, aquele traficante, não a planta.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Marco Renda – Editor-chefe da Revista Treating Yourself – Canadá)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“A guerra às drogas, ela, essa expressão foi usada para esconder interesses geopolíticos, geoestratégicos e geoeconômicos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.” &lt;/i&gt;(Walter Maierovitch – Jurista/Ex-titular da Secretaria Nacional Anti-Drogas)&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2149853405897471111?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2149853405897471111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2149853405897471111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2149853405897471111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2149853405897471111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/cortina-de-fumaca.html' title='Cortina de Fumaça'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt6k6WPA-YE/Tx-IjJQ5vOI/AAAAAAAABjU/nJKHaxK9oS0/s72-c/Cortina+de+Fuma%25C3%25A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-3359668461849426701</id><published>2012-01-21T06:38:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T15:54:16.861-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Top 5 - Cantores Pop/Rappers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJkLtL5orbU/Txj0cwCHNXI/AAAAAAAABjM/_P2NS4tUG0k/s1600/cantores+pop.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJkLtL5orbU/Txj0cwCHNXI/AAAAAAAABjM/_P2NS4tUG0k/s640/cantores+pop.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Bem, já mostrei aqui um &lt;a href="http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/top-5-comediantes.html"&gt;Top 5 comediantes&lt;/a&gt;, e hoje vou falar de &amp;nbsp;cinco cantores pop/rappers que gosto de ouvir. Pensei em fazer este post sobre bandas, mas tem umas 15, no mínimo, que gosto muito, ficou complicado escolher. Tem muitos outros que eu poderia colocar nesta lista como Jay Z, Kanye West (mesmo com a raiva que ainda tenho do que ele fez com a Taylor Swfit), Chris Brown, Ne-Yo, etc...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01 -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/b&gt; - Porque quem é rei nunca perde a majestade, e esse cara era tão incrível que parecia ser de outro mundo, e não estou falando da fisionomia, #humornegro. E quem nunca arriscou um&amp;nbsp;moonwalk por mais fail que fosse? Os videoclipes fizeram história e nem preciso dizer que&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Thriller&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;é a minha canção favorita dele, é como dizem,&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thriller&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;é o arrasa quarteirão!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sOnqjkJTMaA" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;02 - Justin Timberlake&lt;/b&gt; - Ouço este cara desde o N'Sync, aliás ainda ouço as antigas do N'Sync. Justin é o tipo de cantor que eu mais respeito, ele canta quando acha que é a hora, não é do tipo que lança um CD por ano, e é a prova de que quantidade nem sempre é sinônimo de qualidade. A música que mais gosto dele é&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cry Me A River&lt;/i&gt;, que supostamente faria referência a Britney.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DksSPZTZES0" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;03 - Eminem&lt;/b&gt; - Geralmente eu ouvia Eminem quando batia a revolta, mas aos poucos o branquelo marrento foi mostrando seus sentimentos nas músicas. E gosto do jeito dele protestar, pois ele não tem medo de dizer o que sente e muito menos de citar nomes. Mas ainda morro de ri com a&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/christina-aguilera/796210/traducao.html"&gt;resposta que Christina Aguilera fez para Slim Shady&lt;/a&gt;, quem fala o que quer às vezes ouve o que não quer. E junto-me à ele em&amp;nbsp;We Made You para dizer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vagalume.com.br/eminem/we-made-you-traducao.html"&gt;Lindsay, por favor volte a sair com homens, Samantha é nota 2, você é praticamente 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. rsrsrs. A música que mais gosto de Eminem é&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Like Toy Soldiers&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lexLAjh8fPA" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;04 - 50 Cent&lt;/b&gt; - Eu não sei bem porque é que eu gosto das músicas dele, talvez sejam as batidas. Eu leio as traduções, e acho muita coisa sem noção, faço isso porque gosto de saber o que estou ouvindo, ainda não domino o inglês. Comecei a ouvir por influência de amigos no colégio, e gostei. 50 Cent &amp;nbsp;já teve os seus tempos de ouro, hoje, poucos sabem por onde anda. Muita gente critica e diz que ele faz apologia a drogas, sexo, etc e tal. Mas, alguém já leu a história do cara? Ele foi vendia drogas? Sim, vendia, mas a mãe dele era traficante, imagina a barra de crescer num mundo assim. Quantos conseguiram uma guinada como ele?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SRcnnId15BA" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;05 - Jesse McCartney&lt;/b&gt; - Não, ele não é filho, nem sobrinho, nem neto, nem nada de Paul McCartney. Ele é apenas um cantor teen que surgiu na década passada e que não conseguiu fazer muito sucesso. Mas vc provavelmente já ouviu &lt;i&gt;Beautiful Soul&lt;/i&gt;. A música que mais gosto dele é &lt;i&gt;Leavin&lt;/i&gt;, mas esse post exige &lt;i&gt;Shake&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ef31XPs3-0s" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-3359668461849426701?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/3359668461849426701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=3359668461849426701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3359668461849426701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3359668461849426701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/top-5-cantores-poprappers.html' title='Top 5 - Cantores Pop/Rappers'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJkLtL5orbU/Txj0cwCHNXI/AAAAAAAABjM/_P2NS4tUG0k/s72-c/cantores+pop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-6594384008367283283</id><published>2012-01-20T00:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:56:59.369-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Não Nesse Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvxqKXLX2_4/TxjWNHdBdeI/AAAAAAAABjE/1pqnUamXyI0/s1600/tumblr_ldkms7GNvV1qc4zmvo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvxqKXLX2_4/TxjWNHdBdeI/AAAAAAAABjE/1pqnUamXyI0/s320/tumblr_ldkms7GNvV1qc4zmvo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/j5-yKhDd64s?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/j5-yKhDd64s?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="299" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5-yKhDd64s?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Não Nesse Mundo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto vontade de fugir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Para um mundo onde eu possa amar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E talvez eu a leve junto,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ou talvez a deixe ficar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto vontade de sorrir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E acho que aqui eu não consigo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O mundo está todo errado,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ou o problema e comigo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto vontade amar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Dizem ser o melhor sentimento do mundo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E eu só quero achar uma saída,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ou desaparecer num segundo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinto vontade de ser feliz,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E acho que estou perdendo a lucidez.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Às vezes penso não ser possível&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Amar e ser feliz de uma só vez.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-6594384008367283283?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/6594384008367283283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=6594384008367283283&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6594384008367283283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6594384008367283283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-nesse-mundo.html' title='Não Nesse Mundo'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvxqKXLX2_4/TxjWNHdBdeI/AAAAAAAABjE/1pqnUamXyI0/s72-c/tumblr_ldkms7GNvV1qc4zmvo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-6378818315071641955</id><published>2012-01-12T00:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:51:33.927-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Intimação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmoxECJy9k8/Tw5GukOoklI/AAAAAAAABi4/PAgUpFtuqmM/s1600/tumblr_l3o579Sp2h1qbnbtto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmoxECJy9k8/Tw5GukOoklI/AAAAAAAABi4/PAgUpFtuqmM/s320/tumblr_l3o579Sp2h1qbnbtto1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/sYCyGHXAww8?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/sYCyGHXAww8?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="299" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sYCyGHXAww8?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intimação&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Pare agora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E preste atenção em mim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Pare agora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E responda que sim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Diga sim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Antes que eu morra do coração.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Diga sim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Antes que eu caia duro no chão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Diga sim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Porque isso era um segredo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Digo sim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Porque já estou ficando com medo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Diga sim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E não me deixe sofrendo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Diga sim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Antes que eu saia correndo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Porque eu não&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Quero ser mais seu amigo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Diga sim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Quer namorar comigo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;[Escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-6378818315071641955?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/6378818315071641955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=6378818315071641955&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6378818315071641955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6378818315071641955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/intimacao.html' title='Intimação'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmoxECJy9k8/Tw5GukOoklI/AAAAAAAABi4/PAgUpFtuqmM/s72-c/tumblr_l3o579Sp2h1qbnbtto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1652911643095920430</id><published>2012-01-08T01:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T01:03:57.768-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie St. Cloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>A Morte e Vida de Charlie (Charlie St. Cloud)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOSOLIaMwXc/TwkE9CvlpPI/AAAAAAAABiw/JZ9PwjAa-Kk/s1600/zac+efron+em+charlie+st+cloud+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOSOLIaMwXc/TwkE9CvlpPI/AAAAAAAABiw/JZ9PwjAa-Kk/s640/zac+efron+em+charlie+st+cloud+1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;A Morte e Vida de Charlie e uma adaptação do livro de Ben Sherwood&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Death and Life of Charlie St. Cloud&lt;/i&gt;. Este filme conta a história de Charlie St. Cloud (Zac Efron). Charlie é um jovem velejador que ganha uma bolsa de estudos devido ao seu potencial como esportista. Logo depois de formatura do colegial Charlie faz uma promessa a Sam, seu irmão mais novo, que iria treinar baseball com ele todas as tardes “aos canhões do por do sol” até o dia dele ir para universidade de Stanford.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Em uma noite, a mãe dos garotos sai para o trabalho e deixa Charlie cuidando de Sam, nessa mesma noite um acidente de carro envolvendo os dois irmãos tira a vida de Sam. Charlie por pouco não morre, ou melhor, não volta à vida. Sim, ele morre por alguns minutos. Desde então ele resolve cumprir a promessa que havia feito ao irmão, e todos os dias ao ouvir os canhões ao por do sol Charlie corria ao seu encontro na floresta. Cinco anos depois e Charlie ainda cumpre a rotina de treinar com Sam, e ele agora é zelador no cemitério em que o irmão foi enterrado. Largara a oportunidade da bolsa de estudos em Stanford para não “perder o irmão” de vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;As coisas começam a mudar quando Charlie reencontra Tess, uma garota do colegial que também veleja. O rapaz fica “dividido” entre os dois mundos, já que Tess se mostra uma nova oportunidade para vida, enquanto Sam o prendia ao passado. Em um certo dia Charlie reencontra o paramédico que o salvou, e este questiona o porquê de Deus ter dado a Charlie uma segunda chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Tess sofre um acidente e fica desaparecida, e tudo acontece de forma estranha para Charlie já que ele estivera com ela nos dias em que ela estava desaparecida. Ele então descobre que ganhou uma segunda chance para poder salvá-la. Sam perdoa o irmão e vai para a "luz". Charlie consegue encontrar Tess e no fim... Acho melhor parar por aqui, não sou do tipo que conta o final do filme. É uma história muito bonita, indico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Confia no teu coração se os mares pegarem fogo. E viva pelo amor, mesmo que as estrelas caminhem em direção oposta."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Charlie St. Cloud -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;A Morte e Vida de Charlie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1652911643095920430?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1652911643095920430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1652911643095920430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1652911643095920430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1652911643095920430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/morte-e-vida-de-charlie-charlie-st.html' title='A Morte e Vida de Charlie (Charlie St. Cloud)'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOSOLIaMwXc/TwkE9CvlpPI/AAAAAAAABiw/JZ9PwjAa-Kk/s72-c/zac+efron+em+charlie+st+cloud+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1021950522247430091</id><published>2012-01-07T08:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:21:00.419-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Traga-me a chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnxyLYkxKeo/Tv_zaG6EuWI/AAAAAAAABek/zQEPj8E-4Lc/s1600/chuva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnxyLYkxKeo/Tv_zaG6EuWI/AAAAAAAABek/zQEPj8E-4Lc/s320/chuva.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me a chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quando a chuva cair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me tudo menos um guarda-chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me a música, traga-me um amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me a liberdade e o perigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quando eu estiver molhado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me tudo menos roupas secas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me uma bicicleta, traga-me um malfeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me a alegria e o respeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E se eu ficar doente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me tudo menos uma injeção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me uma bola, traga-me uma flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me a diversão e o amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quando a chuva acabar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me tudo menos o sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me o vento, traga-me lucidez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traga-me a chuva outra vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1021950522247430091?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1021950522247430091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1021950522247430091&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1021950522247430091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1021950522247430091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/traga-me-chuva.html' title='Traga-me a chuva'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnxyLYkxKeo/Tv_zaG6EuWI/AAAAAAAABek/zQEPj8E-4Lc/s72-c/chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8790191161786672025</id><published>2012-01-05T22:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:42:36.909-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>Cinema Nacional em 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfoCi_2r6tI/TwY88tC3NXI/AAAAAAAABiA/D6mR3uvUtwo/s1600/reis-e-ratos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfoCi_2r6tI/TwY88tC3NXI/AAAAAAAABiA/D6mR3uvUtwo/s400/reis-e-ratos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nos últimos anos o cinema nacional mostrou que está tomando fôlego, em 2012 não vai ser tão diferente. O número ainda é pequeno, mas é bom ver que a produção nacional está conquistando as telas de cinema. Segue abaixo algumas produções que vão estrear este ano.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: justify;"&gt;06/01/2012 - &lt;b&gt;As Aventuras de Agamenon, O Repórter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOctlywgxzM/TwY3Ru7PnHI/AAAAAAAABfs/hWC3MuwwpTQ/s1600/223434.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOctlywgxzM/TwY3Ru7PnHI/AAAAAAAABfs/hWC3MuwwpTQ/s320/223434.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Um falso documentário, uma comédia sobre a vida do lendário jornalista Agamenon Mendes Pedreira (Hubert), personagem fictício que assina a coluna publicada na edição dominical do jornal O Globo. Agamenon é um jornalista que teria nascido no final do século 19 e estaria vivo até hoje, estando presente em diversos momentos importantes históricos do século 20, tendo sempre uma versão única dos acontecimentos. Participações especiais de Fernando Henrique Cardoso, Jô Soares, Paulo Coelho e Caetano Veloso, que dão depoimentos antológicos sobre o repórter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;20/01/2012 – &lt;b&gt;2 Coelhos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fT8t-1Yvzkk/TwY3lvJ-t5I/AAAAAAAABf8/cH2hH_r27-E/s1600/2-coelhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fT8t-1Yvzkk/TwY3lvJ-t5I/AAAAAAAABf8/cH2hH_r27-E/s320/2-coelhos.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Edgar (Fernando Alves Pinto) encontra-se na mesma situação que a maioria dos brasileiros: espremido entre a criminalidade, que age impunemente, e a maioria do poder público, que só age com o auxilio da corrupção. Cansado de ser vítima desta situação, ele resolve fazer justiça com as próprias mãos e elabora um plano que colocará os criminosos em rota de colisão com políticos gananciosos. Na medida que o plano de Edgar é executado, descobrimos pouco a pouco suas reais intenções e sua história, marcada por um terrível acidente e um amor que ele jamais esqueceu. Dois Coelhos é um enigmático suspense de ação onde cada minuto vale mais que todo o passado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;20/01/2011 - &lt;b&gt;A Música Segundo Tom Jobim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBXOpkx83CM/TwY3uF3yR3I/AAAAAAAABhE/Kj_0Wki4AtM/s1600/musicasegundotom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBXOpkx83CM/TwY3uF3yR3I/AAAAAAAABhE/Kj_0Wki4AtM/s320/musicasegundotom.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Documentário. O extraordinário universo da música de Antonio Carlos Jobim não cabe em palavras. Foi com essa ideia em mente e a sensibilidade aguçada que o diretor Nelson Pereira dos Santos, ao lado de Dora Jobim, se dispôs a encarar o desafio de desvendar em filme a trajetória musical do grande compositor brasileiro, autor de uma obra eterna, de alcance internacional. Escolheram o caminho sensorial da imagem e do som para exibir o trabalho do músico considerado, ao lado de Heitor Villa-Lobos, um dos maiores expoentes de todos os tempos da música brasileira.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;03/02/2012 – &lt;b&gt;Mãe e Filha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fWaSE_3Sk60/TwY3j27qsfI/AAAAAAAABf0/8xD7RjOKQgU/s1600/fotocapa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fWaSE_3Sk60/TwY3j27qsfI/AAAAAAAABf0/8xD7RjOKQgU/s1600/fotocapa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Depois de uma longa separação, mãe e filha se encontram no sertão, entre ruínas e lembranças. O destino da filha nega o sonho da mãe. O passado é um círculo que aprisiona os vivos e os mortos. A filha que romper, mas as sombras espreitam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;17/02/2012 - &lt;b&gt;Reis e Ratos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAtvTqkN5hg/TwY3xeRd_1I/AAAAAAAABhc/n-Yv0rCrWKU/s1600/Reis-e-Ratos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAtvTqkN5hg/TwY3xeRd_1I/AAAAAAAABhc/n-Yv0rCrWKU/s320/Reis-e-Ratos.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Estado do Rio de Janeiro, 1963. Um coreto no centro de um pequeno município explode no exato momento da abertura de uma gincana local. O alvo do atentado é uma cantora de boate, cuja presença é uma das tarefas da efeméride anual. A mulher, porém, escapa ilesa. Pouco antes do coreto ir pelos ares ela escuta no rádio do automóvel uma estranha transmissão; o locutor, em transe, revela o plano que pretendia vitimar a ela própria. Esta é a cena inicial, a partir daí o filme conta, através de uma narrativa em flash-back, uma espécie de parábola suja da Guerra Fria. A trama e suas situações conduzem o espectador por entre a atmosfera conspiratória das vésperas do golpe militar de 1964 e seus ecos, nas ruas da cidade e nos corredores da Embaixada Americana.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;02/03/2012 - &lt;b&gt;Billi Pig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVZa2Dx0JIY/TwZROmS2vMI/AAAAAAAABiM/KdqzFN5ZMjs/s1600/billi-pig-400x500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVZa2Dx0JIY/TwZROmS2vMI/AAAAAAAABiM/KdqzFN5ZMjs/s320/billi-pig-400x500.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/b&gt; Um malandro vendedor de seguros e sua namorada são perseguidos por um traficante.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;09/03/2012 - &lt;b&gt;Eu Receberia As Piores Notícias dos Seus Lindos Lábios&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFMzSXNwhxM/TwY3rl8L-SI/AAAAAAAABgs/hXoZmqWJJxk/s1600/fotocapa+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFMzSXNwhxM/TwY3rl8L-SI/AAAAAAAABgs/hXoZmqWJJxk/s320/fotocapa+%25281%2529.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Um triângulo amoroso envolve Cauby (Gustavo Machado), um fotógrafo de passagem pelo interior da Amazônia, a bela e instável Lavínia (Camila Pitanga) e seu marido, o pastor Ernani (ZéCarlos Machado), que acredita ser possível consertar as contradições do mundo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;16/03/2012 –&lt;b&gt; Heleno&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kgPBLYlWVM/TwY3sE6ZXII/AAAAAAAABg0/GgTWzD3Ozlw/s1600/heleno-500x319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kgPBLYlWVM/TwY3sE6ZXII/AAAAAAAABg0/GgTWzD3Ozlw/s320/heleno-500x319.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O filme sobre a vida de Heleno de Freitas. Heleno (1920/1959) foi um dos grandes nomes que vestiram a camisa do Botafogo. O jogador, ao mesmo tempo em que apresentava talento nos gramados, exibia charme na noite carioca e impunha polêmica no atrito com adversários. Produção inspirada no livro “Nunca houve um homem como Heleno”, do jornalista Marcos Eduardo Neves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;23/03/12 - &lt;b&gt;Raul Seixas – O Início, o Fim e o Meio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0SEDhd3ZYzE/TwY6529npeI/AAAAAAAABh0/e7W10_sp574/s1600/raul-seixas--o-inicio-o-fim-e-o-meio--raul-seixas--o-inicio-o-fim-e-o-meio-3150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0SEDhd3ZYzE/TwY6529npeI/AAAAAAAABh0/e7W10_sp574/s320/raul-seixas--o-inicio-o-fim-e-o-meio--raul-seixas--o-inicio-o-fim-e-o-meio-3150.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Documentário. A trajetória da lenda do rock Raul Seixas por meio de imagens raras de arquivo, encontros com familiares, conversas com artistas, produtores e amigos. Mostra como o compositor e cantor "Maluco Beleza" se tornou um dos pioneiros desse ritmo musical no país, com 21 discos lançados e grandes músicas de sucesso que, até hoje, continuam a ser tocadas e relançadas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;06/04/12 – &lt;b&gt;Xingú&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kkdm0iJNnc0/TwY5oqD_lvI/AAAAAAAABho/P154ON2k1ZQ/s1600/xing%25C3%25BA.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kkdm0iJNnc0/TwY5oqD_lvI/AAAAAAAABho/P154ON2k1ZQ/s320/xing%25C3%25BA.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Três irmãos decidem viver uma grande aventura. Orlando (Felipe Camargo), 27 anos, Cláudio (João Miguel), 25, e Leonardo (Caio Blat), 23, Villas-Bôas alistam-se na expedição Roncador-Xingu e partem numa missão desbravadora pelo Brasil Central. A saga começa com a travessia do Rio das Mortes e logo os irmãos se tornam chefes da expedição e se envolvem na defesa dos índios e de sua cultura, registrando tudo num diário batizado de “Marcha para o Oeste”. Numa viagem sem paralelo na história, com batalhas, 1.500 quilômetros de picadas abertas, 1.000 quilômetros de rios percorridos, 19 campos de pouso abertos, 43 vilas e cidades desbravadas e 14 tribos contatadas, além das mais de 200 crises de malária, os irmãos Villas-Bôas conseguem fundar o Parque Nacional do Xingu, um parque ecológico e reserva indígena que, na época, era o maior do mundo, do tamanho de um país como a Bélgica. Na aventura, os irmãos Villas-Bôas conseguem passar pelo território Xavante, de índios corajosos e guerreiros sem nenhuma baixa de ambos os lados. Ao recontar a saga dos irmãos, o longa acompanha essa grande luta pela criação do parque e pela salvação de tribos inteiras que transformaram os Villas-Bôas em heróis brasileiros.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;13/04/2012 – &lt;b&gt;Onde a Coruja Dorme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgTolYioxZs/TwY3u0cW20I/AAAAAAAABhM/DXBj-LMapbE/s1600/Onde-a-Coruja-Dorme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgTolYioxZs/TwY3u0cW20I/AAAAAAAABhM/DXBj-LMapbE/s320/Onde-a-Coruja-Dorme.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2121342663"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2121342664"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Documentário. A relação de Bezerra da Silva com seus compositores, garimpados nos morros cariocas e na Baixada Fluminense.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;27/04/2012 – &lt;b&gt;Corações Sujos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F2r5Iq_7zTY/TwY3pEsckVI/AAAAAAAABgM/NLcw57xpGYg/s1600/coracoes-sujos-cartaz-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F2r5Iq_7zTY/TwY3pEsckVI/AAAAAAAABgM/NLcw57xpGYg/s320/coracoes-sujos-cartaz-02.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Corações Sujos é um filme sobre intolerância, fundamentalismo, racismo e amor, baseado no best-seller de Fernando Morais e passado no interior de São Paulo logo depois da Segunda Guerra Mundial. Ele conta a história do imigrante japonês Takahashi, dono de uma pequena loja de fotografia, casado com Miyuki, uma professora primária. Inspirado em fatos reais, Corações Sujos nos mostra a transformação de Takahashi de homem comum em assassino, enquanto sua mulher luta contra o destino, tentando em vão salvar seu amor em meio ao caos e à violência. No Brasil, logo depois da guerra, a imensa população de imigrantes japoneses (a maior fora do Japão) era segregada e reprimida pelo Estado. Para estes imigrantes, oprimidos numa terra estranha, a ideia de derrota na guerra era muito dolorosa. Muitas organizações, alimentadas pela ignorância imposta a eles pelo governo brasileiro, nasceram dedicadas a divulgar a “verdade” da vitória do Japão na guerra e a reprimir e assassinar os “derrotistas” – os “corações sujos”. Takahashi reluta, mas acaba se tornando membro de um destes grupos. A escolha feita por ele, em nome do Espírito Japonês, o transforma também num matador. E Miyuki, sua mulher, nos conta como sua história de amor se perdeu em meio à guerra fratricida - de japoneses contra japoneses - que aconteceu em pleno interior do Brasil.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;27/04/12 – &lt;b&gt;Paraísos Artificiais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gSX4_OWSRM/TwY3wMy8mQI/AAAAAAAABhU/w2K6mJJkGCA/s1600/paraisos-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gSX4_OWSRM/TwY3wMy8mQI/AAAAAAAABhU/w2K6mJJkGCA/s320/paraisos-1.jpg" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A história de dois irmãos que se envolvem com o tráfico internacional de drogas sintéticas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;18/08/2012 – &lt;b&gt;A Beira do Caminho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39tf4wgqI7I/TwY3mGNPyvI/AAAAAAAABgE/BsmGivpWJ54/s1600/Beira-do-Caminho-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39tf4wgqI7I/TwY3mGNPyvI/AAAAAAAABgE/BsmGivpWJ54/s1600/Beira-do-Caminho-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O caminhoneiro João mudará completamente seu destino ao dar uma carona ao menino Duda, órfão de mãe que sonha em encontrar o pai em São Paulo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;29/06/2012 – &lt;b&gt;E aí, comeu?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0vRmVA3pro/TwY3qmst-OI/AAAAAAAABgc/BB92AD2DV4Q/s1600/eaicomeu10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0vRmVA3pro/TwY3qmst-OI/AAAAAAAABgc/BB92AD2DV4Q/s320/eaicomeu10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elenco do filme&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Adaptação da peça de Marcelo Rubens Paiva, que acompanha situações do cotidiano pela ótica masculina.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;13/07/2012 – &lt;b&gt;Totalmente Inocentes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iN-rS1psdMM/TwY3rOCfJdI/AAAAAAAABgk/xho3pZxIOl4/s1600/elenco-do-filme-totalmente-inocentes-posa-em-um-parque-em-sao-paulo-julho2011-1314197635227_560x400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iN-rS1psdMM/TwY3rOCfJdI/AAAAAAAABgk/xho3pZxIOl4/s320/elenco-do-filme-totalmente-inocentes-posa-em-um-parque-em-sao-paulo-julho2011-1314197635227_560x400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elenco do filme&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O jovem Da Fé e seus amigos embarcam na missão de tornarem-se os traficantes mais poderosos do morro onde moram, só que nenhum deles tem talento para isso.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px; text-indent: 0px;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8790191161786672025?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8790191161786672025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8790191161786672025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8790191161786672025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8790191161786672025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/cinema-nacional-em-2012.html' title='Cinema Nacional em 2012'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfoCi_2r6tI/TwY88tC3NXI/AAAAAAAABiA/D6mR3uvUtwo/s72-c/reis-e-ratos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2164788276340809363</id><published>2012-01-04T01:09:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T00:12:51.271-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achei na net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Feras do YouTube</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmzWJHKQL6A/TwPB8Juib4I/AAAAAAAABfg/H6i1Q0Dj9Vo/s1600/feras.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="348" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmzWJHKQL6A/TwPB8Juib4I/AAAAAAAABfg/H6i1Q0Dj9Vo/s640/feras.PNG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Acho que já disse por aqui que uma das coisas que mais gosto na internet é de 'fuçar' o YouTube, e o motivo é simples, tem muita coisa boa por lá. Já postei aqui sobre&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2010/11/kat-badar.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kat Badar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;e&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/02/avril-e-avery.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Avery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;, duas cantoras que mandam muito bem. Hoje as dicas são de alguns covers que são tão bons quanto os originais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;01 - Vazquez Sounds ► Rolling In The Deep (Adele)&lt;br /&gt;Mais covers dela no canal&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/VazquezSounds"&gt;VazquezSounds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a7UFm6ErMPU" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 -&amp;nbsp;Alex Goot ► E.T. (Katy Perry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Veja outros covers dele no canal &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/gootmusic"&gt;GootMusic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/El48DvZQoLs" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;03 -&amp;nbsp;Sam Tsui ►&amp;nbsp;Hold It Against Me (Britney Spears)&lt;br /&gt;Mais covers dele no canal&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/TheSamTsui"&gt;TheSamTsui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uxTDK1S5qJ0" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 -&amp;nbsp;Tiffany Page ►&amp;nbsp;Supermassive Black Hole (Muse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais covers dela no canal&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/TiffanyPage"&gt;TiffanyPage&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hISeSQ0nE4w" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;05 - Megan Nicole and Boyce Avenue ►&amp;nbsp;Skyscraper (Demi Lovato)&lt;br /&gt;Mais covers dela no canal &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/megannicolesite"&gt;MeganNicoleSite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mjz8dCw5zjo" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem das dicas!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2164788276340809363?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2164788276340809363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2164788276340809363&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2164788276340809363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2164788276340809363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/feras-do-youtube.html' title='Feras do YouTube'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmzWJHKQL6A/TwPB8Juib4I/AAAAAAAABfg/H6i1Q0Dj9Vo/s72-c/feras.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2291425433867333986</id><published>2012-01-02T00:01:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:40:41.575-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Assim sou eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.picasion.com/pic48/32ba629521e3582c16adc9d3ee132930.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://i.picasion.com/pic48/32ba629521e3582c16adc9d3ee132930.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/f6V9wyGpWSQ?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/f6V9wyGpWSQ?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="299" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6V9wyGpWSQ?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Assim sou eu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Eu sou bobo, sou nostálgico,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Acho que cresci antes da hora,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sou dramático, bipolar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Se não gostar vou logo embora.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sou rancoroso, sou bicudo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Perfeccionista e detalhista.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Adoro cinema, amo música,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E poesia entra na lista.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sou amigo e bom ouvinte,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Às vezes melancólico e calado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sou ansioso, curioso,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Estudioso e desastrado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sou alegre por fora,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E não divido problema.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Meu maior defeito,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Meu maior dilema.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Apesar de tudo estou satisfeito,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Não devo nada a ninguém.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E não se preocupe comigo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sei que vou ficar bem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;É difícil falar de mim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Só sei que tenho muito a aprender.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E acho que vou ficando por aqui.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Um estranho tentando viver.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;[Escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2291425433867333986?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2291425433867333986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2291425433867333986&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2291425433867333986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2291425433867333986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/assim-sou-eu.html' title='Assim sou eu'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1501663591350056984</id><published>2012-01-01T19:03:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:53:47.561-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>2012 no cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-a8QBeUl1M/TwDJ5rLFIRI/AAAAAAAABew/TevpKmvAi3M/s1600/o+hobbit.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-a8QBeUl1M/TwDJ5rLFIRI/AAAAAAAABew/TevpKmvAi3M/s320/o+hobbit.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se em 2011 o cinema foi marcado por grandes estreias, em 2012 não vai ser tão diferente.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;06/01/12. De Steven Spielberg: &lt;b&gt;Cavalo de Guerra&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-97jUUkEwET4/ThDX0MylsuI/AAAAAAAAD20/ZuT8dQASxkU/s1600/cavalo-de-guerra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-97jUUkEwET4/ThDX0MylsuI/AAAAAAAAD20/ZuT8dQASxkU/s320/cavalo-de-guerra.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 06/01/12 os esquilos mais engraçadinhos do cinemas estão de volta e em clima de férias:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alvin e os esquilos 3&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemark.com.br/images/filmes/trailers/alvin-e-os-esquilos-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://www.cinemark.com.br/images/filmes/trailers/alvin-e-os-esquilos-3.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 13/01 é a vez de &lt;b&gt;Sherlock Holmes – O Jogo das Sombras&lt;/b&gt;. Dessa vez o investigador mais inteligente do pedaço vai ter que lidar com uma mente tão astuta quanto a sua.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ci.i.uol.com.br/cinema/2011/12/06/sherlock-holmes-robert-downey-jr-e-dr-watson-jude-law-em-cena-de-o-jogo-das-sombras-segundo-filme-da-franquia-sobre-o-detetive-1323185886063_615x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://ci.i.uol.com.br/cinema/2011/12/06/sherlock-holmes-robert-downey-jr-e-dr-watson-jude-law-em-cena-de-o-jogo-das-sombras-segundo-filme-da-franquia-sobre-o-detetive-1323185886063_615x300.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 20/01/12. &lt;b&gt;As aventuras de Tintim&lt;/b&gt;. Na animação, Tintim procura um tesouro no navio de um antecessor do capitão Haddock. Mas eles não são os únicos atrás das pistas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portaldasnoticias.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/titin-640x387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://www.portaldasnoticias.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/titin-640x387.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em 27/01/12: &lt;b&gt;J.Edgar&lt;/b&gt;: Sinopse: O drama que explora a vida pública e privada de uma das figuras mais poderosas, controversas e enigmáticas do século 20. Principal nome da lei nos Estados Unidos por quase cinquenta anos, J. Edgar Hoover era temido e admirado, odiado e reverenciado. Mas, na intimidade, ele mantinha segredos que teriam destruído sua imagem, sua carreira e sua vida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqlObwFfi5E/TtAseFROoGI/AAAAAAAAAyA/9V9ktpPJV_U/s1600/j-edgar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqlObwFfi5E/TtAseFROoGI/AAAAAAAAAyA/9V9ktpPJV_U/s320/j-edgar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 27/01/12. &lt;b&gt;Millennium - Os Homens que Não Amavam as Mulheres&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ts5dbrb6M4/TnxcDRHpf8I/AAAAAAAAFwQ/8gdEtZFUkNE/s640/millennium-os-homens-que-nao-amavam-as-mulheres.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ts5dbrb6M4/TnxcDRHpf8I/AAAAAAAAFwQ/8gdEtZFUkNE/s320/millennium-os-homens-que-nao-amavam-as-mulheres.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 03/02/11 &lt;b&gt;A Dama de Ferro&lt;/b&gt; conta a história da vida de Margaret Thatcher, ex-primeira-ministra do Reino Unido, suas polêmicas e o preço que ela pagou pelo poder. Eis um motivo para não perder esse filme por nada nesse mundo: Meryl Streep .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinema10.com.br/upload/image/ironladycartaz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://cinema10.com.br/upload/image/ironladycartaz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Também em 03/02/11 estreia &lt;b&gt;Viagem 2 - A Ilha Misteriosa&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.virgula.uol.com.br/2011/12/27/298031-630x495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://img2.virgula.uol.com.br/2011/12/27/298031-630x495.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 03/02/11 tem ainda &lt;b&gt;A Mulher de Preto&lt;/b&gt;. Daniel Radicliffe é o jovem advogado Arthur Kipps que viaja para um remoto vilarejo para cuidar dos papéis de um cliente recém-falecido. Lá, ele encontra o fantasma de uma mulher que busca vingança.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.projetocinema.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/hr_The_Woman_in_Black_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.projetocinema.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/hr_The_Woman_in_Black_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E quem volta em 03/02/12 é a linda Kate Beckinsale retorne em &lt;b&gt;Anjos da Noite 4 - Um Novo Amanhecer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://supernovo.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/anjos-da-noite-4-bg-site.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://supernovo.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/anjos-da-noite-4-bg-site.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em 17/02/2012. &lt;b&gt;Motoqueiro Fantasma 2 - Espírito de Vingança&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinemacomrapadura.com.br/imagens/2010/09/Motoqueiro-Fantasma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://cinemacomrapadura.com.br/imagens/2010/09/Motoqueiro-Fantasma.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Considerado um dos mais aguardados de 2012, &lt;b&gt;Jogos Vorazes&lt;/b&gt; estréia no Brasil em 23/03/12 e mostra uma luta mortal pela sobrevivência num futuro sombrio, encenada por crianças e transmitida ao vivo para todos os habitantes de uma nação construída nas ruínas de um lugar anteriormente conhecido como Estados Unidos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://siterg.ig.com.br/wp-content/wp-resources/2/if//imagemf_652x408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://siterg.ig.com.br/wp-content/wp-resources/2/if//imagemf_652x408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 30/03/12 a rainha do Pop Madonna vai levar os seus fãs para frente da telona, é a estréia de &lt;b&gt;W.E. – O Romance do Século&lt;/b&gt; que tem direção da popstar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i0.ig.com/bancodeimagens/e6/u6/ok/e6u6okf9i5weqd1zf46bemnwb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i0.ig.com/bancodeimagens/e6/u6/ok/e6u6okf9i5weqd1zf46bemnwb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 20/04/12 eles estão de volta! &lt;b&gt;American Pie – O Reencontro&lt;/b&gt; trás de volta o elenco original da franquia, diversão garantida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amauryjr.uol.com.br/App_Images/Noticias/american_pie_8dez_reunion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://amauryjr.uol.com.br/App_Images/Noticias/american_pie_8dez_reunion.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;27/04/11 é a de nos encontrarmos com &lt;b&gt;Os Vingadores&lt;/b&gt;. O longa reúne alguns dos heróis mais famosos da atualidade, como o homem de ferro, capitão América, incrível hulk e a belíssima viúva negra.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pesquisenaweb.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Filme-Os-Vingadores-2012-21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://www.pesquisenaweb.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Filme-Os-Vingadores-2012-21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 11/05/12 &lt;b&gt;Dark Shadows&lt;/b&gt; marca mais uma parceria de Tim Burton e Johnny Depp.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ji6svB31LC4/TtgEG8Z6kvI/AAAAAAAAAxg/agTNY0z9TgA/s1600/Dark-Shadows-2012-Movie-Image1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ji6svB31LC4/TtgEG8Z6kvI/AAAAAAAAAxg/agTNY0z9TgA/s320/Dark-Shadows-2012-Movie-Image1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 25/05 de 2012 Os homens de preto estão de volta: &lt;b&gt;MIB - Homens de Preto 3&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3Oxg0AIfxc/TuZ2gfiArbI/AAAAAAAABJQ/zc9aa7oBLDI/s1600/mibb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3Oxg0AIfxc/TuZ2gfiArbI/AAAAAAAABJQ/zc9aa7oBLDI/s320/mibb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 15/06/12: &lt;b&gt;Madagascar 3 - Os Procurados&lt;/b&gt;. Os animais da série Madagascar juntam-se a um circo numa tentativa de retornar a Nova York.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://animezoom.com.br/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Madagascar-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="129" src="http://animezoom.com.br/site/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Madagascar-3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;29/06/12 - &lt;b&gt;A Era do Gelo 4&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edgblogs.s3.amazonaws.com/coluna/files/2011/09/iceagecontinentaldriftposter_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://edgblogs.s3.amazonaws.com/coluna/files/2011/09/iceagecontinentaldriftposter_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 03/07/12 a história recomeça: &lt;b&gt;O Espetacular Homem-Aranha&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.virgula.uol.com.br/2011/07/14/256215-630x495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://img2.virgula.uol.com.br/2011/07/14/256215-630x495.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em 27/07/12 ele ressurge: &lt;b&gt;Batman - O Cavaleiro das Trevas Ressurge&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://osentendidos.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/teaser-trailer-the-dark-knight-rises-hd-720p-1080p-high-quality.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=337" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://osentendidos.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/teaser-trailer-the-dark-knight-rises-hd-720p-1080p-high-quality.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=337" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;14/09/12 &lt;b&gt;Resident Evil 5&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8ggyq9cwIk/TIn7Vpj9B2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/rcvELHwY26g/s1600/Resident+Evil+5+Movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8ggyq9cwIk/TIn7Vpj9B2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/rcvELHwY26g/s320/Resident+Evil+5+Movie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;16/11/12 &lt;b&gt;A Saga Crepúsculo - Amanhecer - Parte 2&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57iy-gdAbLs/TdxmGyEFCbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/U9M2H6z8dT4/s1600/amanhecer-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57iy-gdAbLs/TdxmGyEFCbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/U9M2H6z8dT4/s320/amanhecer-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; 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type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-no-cinema.html' title='2012 no cinema'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-a8QBeUl1M/TwDJ5rLFIRI/AAAAAAAABew/TevpKmvAi3M/s72-c/o+hobbit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-992109125978041834</id><published>2011-12-31T01:22:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:25:05.600-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Aquelas palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8rY2aTN7d8/Tv5_H09c0UI/AAAAAAAABeA/BBZBkqRBAaM/s1600/escrevendo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8rY2aTN7d8/Tv5_H09c0UI/AAAAAAAABeA/BBZBkqRBAaM/s320/escrevendo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Vs0ZwOtr15Y?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Vs0ZwOtr15Y?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="299" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vs0ZwOtr15Y?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quando ele não conseguia falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas escrevia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E como nunca conseguia falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escrevia, escrevia e escrevia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As palavras no papel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diziam tudo o que queria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E por várias vezes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mesma frase aparecia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escrever era como se fosse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma terapia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E as sessões faziam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Da dor alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E então ele continuou escrevendo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E em cada palavra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inevitavelmente surgia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um pedacinho do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 140.25pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Que ele tanto escondia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 140.25pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 140.25pt; text-align: center;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 140.25pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 140.25pt; text-align: center;"&gt;[Escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 140.25pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-992109125978041834?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/992109125978041834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=992109125978041834&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/992109125978041834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/992109125978041834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/12/aquelas-palavras.html' title='Aquelas palavras'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8rY2aTN7d8/Tv5_H09c0UI/AAAAAAAABeA/BBZBkqRBAaM/s72-c/escrevendo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-3218095545188597049</id><published>2011-12-11T01:04:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:29:19.562-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Encontro na chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btqFGKqklf8/TuQW819KTyI/AAAAAAAABcY/IEMbN24lWwo/s1600/cantando+na+chuva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btqFGKqklf8/TuQW819KTyI/AAAAAAAABcY/IEMbN24lWwo/s320/cantando+na+chuva.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BrNAtk3W8wE?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BrNAtk3W8wE?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="299" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BrNAtk3W8wE?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encontro na chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A chuva parecia não ter fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Horas passavam, ela não chegava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A rua aos poucos ia esvaziando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;O tempo escurecia, o vento uivava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ele tinha apenas um guarda-chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tão pequeno que mal lhe cobria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Odiava-o com todas as forças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pois para nada lhe servia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pensou em ir embora de uma vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;E que aquela noite não tivesse mais nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Foi quando ela surgiu de repente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tremendo de frio e molhada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;E por um segundo ele pensou em falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mal teve tempo para um aceno,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;E agradeceu além de tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ao seu guarda-chuva pequeno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Foi o abraço mais incrível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que alguém possa imaginar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;E ele rezou com todas as forças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Para a chuva não parar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-3218095545188597049?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/3218095545188597049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=3218095545188597049&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3218095545188597049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3218095545188597049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/12/encontro-na-chuva.html' title='Encontro na chuva'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-btqFGKqklf8/TuQW819KTyI/AAAAAAAABcY/IEMbN24lWwo/s72-c/cantando+na+chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-7176515355919407220</id><published>2011-12-09T00:56:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:56:23.651-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Coragem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRuBN4msjPo/TuF0tRaZ0FI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8wAdCL80c-w/s1600/5492646211_8e9ac7586a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRuBN4msjPo/TuF0tRaZ0FI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8wAdCL80c-w/s200/5492646211_8e9ac7586a.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/J_eXHHHRQ6E?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/J_eXHHHRQ6E?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_eXHHHRQ6E?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Coragem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quando o relógio marcou sete horas&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ele entrou pelo portão,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Trazia no bolso um bilhete amassado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Todo decorado com coração.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sentiu como se as pernas não o aguentassem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Pensou que o mundo ia desabar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Parecia que os pés não tocavam o chão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ou que queriam ir para outro lugar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As palavras fugiram-lhe da mente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;O corpo ficou paralisado,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As mãos entregaram um bilhete&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Manchado com o suor gelado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E com o bilhete ela foi embora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Em busca de um esconderijo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Não era bem o que ele esperava&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E atormentou-lhe o juízo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Foi quando ela olhou para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;E ele cambaleou para o lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ela disparou-lhe um sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ele retribuiu desajeitado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;[Escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-7176515355919407220?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/7176515355919407220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=7176515355919407220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/7176515355919407220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/7176515355919407220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/12/coragem.html' title='Coragem'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRuBN4msjPo/TuF0tRaZ0FI/AAAAAAAABcQ/8wAdCL80c-w/s72-c/5492646211_8e9ac7586a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8059411710525720839</id><published>2011-12-04T23:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:23:24.475-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sucker Punch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Browning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa Hudgens'/><title type='text'>Sucker Punch - Mundo Surreal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KluI59Bsg3Y/TtwYNx2sQoI/AAAAAAAABZ8/uC6aPd5Sx90/s1600/sucker-punch-post.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KluI59Bsg3Y/TtwYNx2sQoI/AAAAAAAABZ8/uC6aPd5Sx90/s640/sucker-punch-post.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sucker Punch – Mundo Surreal&lt;/i&gt; é um filme norte-americano lançado em 2011. Dirigido por Zack Snyder (Madrugada dos Mortos e A Lenda dos Guardiões) o filme conta a história de Babydoll, uma garota que é internada num sanatório pelo padrasto, que tem o objetivo de ficar com a herança da menina, &amp;nbsp;após a morte da mãe e da irmã. O destino da garota é enfrentar terapias dolorosas e um sessão de lobotomia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Para fugir da trágica realidade daquele ambiente Babydoll cria um mundo em sua mente onde o sanatório passa a ser uma espécie de bordel e, paralelo a essa fantasia ela cria um terceiro mundo, um mundo surreal onde junto com as companheiras luta para encontrar a liberdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;Sucker Punch tem várias cenas de ação, o que desperta a atenção, mas algumas peças encaixam-se melhor quando você vê o filme pela terceira vez. A trilha sonora é belíssima e o elenco afiado, destaque para Emily Browning que protagoniza a trama. E como o próprio diretor alegou, o filme é uma espécie de &lt;i&gt;Alice no País das Maravilhas&lt;/i&gt; com metralhadoras. Não é uma obra de arte, mas é um ótimo filme. É o tipo de filme que me agrada facilmente, quanto menos realidade, melhor. É uma espécie de fábula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ScuehcokAw/TtwYrrCH5yI/AAAAAAAABaE/bidhOXLXZes/s1600/Sucker-Punch-04-01-2011_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ScuehcokAw/TtwYrrCH5yI/AAAAAAAABaE/bidhOXLXZes/s400/Sucker-Punch-04-01-2011_03.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trecho de Sucker Punch – Mundo Surreal:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todo mundo tem um Anjo, um guardião que cuida de nós!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sabemos a forma que ele toma...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um dia uma velho, no outro uma menina.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais não deixe que as aparências engane você!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eles podem ser ferozes como um Dragão,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ainda sim, não estão aqui para mudar nossas batalha, só para nos inspirar..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lembrando quem somos nós!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todos nós temos poder sobre os mundos que criamos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nós podemos negar que nossos Anjos existem, ou nos convencer de que não são reais,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais eles aparecem de qualquer jeito, nos lugares mais estranhos e nas horas mais estranhas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eles podem falar de qualquer jeito que se imagine e espantar demônios se for preciso...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;...Quem honra aqueles que ama com a vida que leva?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem manda monstros para nos matar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ao mesmo tempo diz que não vamos morrer?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem nos ensina a verdade e como rir da mentira?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem decide porque vivemos e porque morremos para defender?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem nos acorrenta? E quem guarda as chaves que pode nos libertar?...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...É você!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você tem todas as armas de que precisa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agora, lute!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z4_fwPy5NaQ" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.S.:&amp;nbsp;Emily Browning parece uma boneca! SUA LINDA!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8059411710525720839?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8059411710525720839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8059411710525720839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8059411710525720839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8059411710525720839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/12/sucker-punch-mundo-surreal.html' title='Sucker Punch - Mundo Surreal'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KluI59Bsg3Y/TtwYNx2sQoI/AAAAAAAABZ8/uC6aPd5Sx90/s72-c/sucker-punch-post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-43388332428748827</id><published>2011-12-03T19:59:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T20:05:12.010-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa Hudgens'/><title type='text'>Beastly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzK_2D7L-Z4/TtqbZThsaaI/AAAAAAAABZ0/e8UsDAWDGqM/s1600/Veja-ainda-mais-fotos-de-Beastly-novo-filme-da-Vanessa-Hudgens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzK_2D7L-Z4/TtqbZThsaaI/AAAAAAAABZ0/e8UsDAWDGqM/s400/Veja-ainda-mais-fotos-de-Beastly-novo-filme-da-Vanessa-Hudgens.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Beastly é um filme baseado no livro de Alex Flinn, uma visão moderna do conto A Bela e a Fera. O filme é escrito e dirigido por Daniel Barnz e conta a história de Kyle Kingsbury (Alex Pettyfer), um jovem rico que sempre tem tudo o quer. Kyle é do tipo acha que beleza é tudo e que isto é tudo o que o mundo precisa. E é pensando assim que ele contraria Kendra (Mary-Kate Olsen), que o amaldiçoa fazendo-o se tornar o que ele mais despreza. Kyle, desde então, precisa encontrar alguém que o ame de verdade se não quiser passar o resto da vida com o corpo deformado. Ao ver no que o filho se tornou, o pai do garoto manda-o para Brooklyn com uma empregada e um professor cego. É aí que ele se envolve com Lindy (Vanessa Hudgens), uma garota que passa por problemas com o pai viciado em drogas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu particularmente gosto de qualquer tipo de história que fuja da realidade e Beastly é encantador. Não é uma super produção e talvez seja bem aproveitado na sessão da tarde, onde se encontram os melhores filmes por sinal. Esse é o tipo de filme que eu recomendaria para se assistir numa tarde chuvosa e fria, com um copo de chocolate quente ou com uma bacia de pipoca e com ki-suco de uva. Mary-Kate Olsen está linda como sempre e Vanessa Hudgens está atuando como nunca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A trilha sonora é muito boa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jgDiX0zvRAk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi através desse filme que conheci o poema "Having a coke with you" do poeta norte-americano Frank O´Hara. Segue abaixo um trecho do poema:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tomar coca-cola com você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“...e a exposição de retratos parece não ter qualquer rosto, só tinta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;você de repente pergunta-se por que diabos alguém deu-se ao trabalho de fazê-los&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.................................................................................eu olho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;você e preferiria olhar você a todos os retratos do planeta...”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;[Espero que gostem da dica]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-43388332428748827?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/43388332428748827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=43388332428748827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/43388332428748827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/43388332428748827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/12/beastly.html' title='Beastly'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzK_2D7L-Z4/TtqbZThsaaI/AAAAAAAABZ0/e8UsDAWDGqM/s72-c/Veja-ainda-mais-fotos-de-Beastly-novo-filme-da-Vanessa-Hudgens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1726267381990087157</id><published>2011-12-01T00:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:02:19.306-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Eu mudei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCVUPB5l5RY/Ttbeffm1QGI/AAAAAAAABY4/c3ddrQlJsXI/s1600/tumblr_lstjd5euy11qchf9jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCVUPB5l5RY/Ttbeffm1QGI/AAAAAAAABY4/c3ddrQlJsXI/s320/tumblr_lstjd5euy11qchf9jo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7VE6PNwmr9g?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7VE6PNwmr9g?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="299" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7VE6PNwmr9g?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu mudei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu mudei porque aprendi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isso faz parte da minha sina,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mudo a mente, mudo a roupa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E logo saio da rotina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu mudei e estou mudando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A metamorfose vem de criança,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era feliz antes de mudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tal qual sou após a mudança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu mudei para sobreviver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E até pensei em desistir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quebrei a cara, fiquei perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gritei, chorei e morri de rir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu mudei porque vivi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aprendi a respeitar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois o que hoje eu odeio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amanhã posso amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu mudei porque cresci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E também por ser normal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem não muda pára no tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E se arrepende no final.&lt;br /&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1726267381990087157?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1726267381990087157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1726267381990087157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1726267381990087157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1726267381990087157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/12/eu-mudei.html' title='Eu mudei'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PCVUPB5l5RY/Ttbeffm1QGI/AAAAAAAABY4/c3ddrQlJsXI/s72-c/tumblr_lstjd5euy11qchf9jo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-887368782155740793</id><published>2011-11-27T00:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T00:08:24.435-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projeto creativite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miniconto'/><title type='text'>Despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56X7u9sVsnI/TtGWgzYhn9I/AAAAAAAABYo/EBrt2Yz8uF8/s1600/carta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56X7u9sVsnI/TtGWgzYhn9I/AAAAAAAABYo/EBrt2Yz8uF8/s1600/carta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/TuHvUQx6lRA?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/TuHvUQx6lRA?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TuHvUQx6lRA?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ele não queria olhar em volta porque tudo o deixava triste. Ao entrar no quarto sentiu o coração apertar. Em vez do porta-retrato de sempre, um bilhete ocupava o lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;[Escrito para o &lt;a href="http://projetocreativite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Projeto Créativité&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-887368782155740793?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/887368782155740793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=887368782155740793&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/887368782155740793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/887368782155740793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/11/despedida.html' title='Despedida'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56X7u9sVsnI/TtGWgzYhn9I/AAAAAAAABYo/EBrt2Yz8uF8/s72-c/carta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-4102020689156907311</id><published>2011-11-23T02:24:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T02:27:06.891-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Já é tarde...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhMR38-Hv_8/Tsx04mFlOqI/AAAAAAAABYQ/erk9mvXe2VU/s1600/bebe-dormindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhMR38-Hv_8/Tsx04mFlOqI/AAAAAAAABYQ/erk9mvXe2VU/s1600/bebe-dormindo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é tarde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é tarde e a noite brilha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é tarde o sono vem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tem estrela caindo do céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E tem pedaços de lua também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é tarde e começa o sonho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Espero não ter monstro outra vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se tiver eu quero asas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou um megazord talvez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é tarde e eu preciso ir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fechar os olhos e viajar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenho muita coisa a cumprir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melhor, tenho um planeta a salvar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é tarde e que não venha o dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preciso lutar contra o despertador,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenho uma arma de pelúcia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E uma capa-cobertor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é tarde e estou quase lá,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já passei pelo dragão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preciso só de mais cinco minutos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para completar a missão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já é cedo e o monstro toca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hora de levantar é tristeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tarde e ainda não foi dessa vez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te salvo amanhã princesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Edenilton)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-4102020689156907311?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/4102020689156907311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=4102020689156907311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4102020689156907311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4102020689156907311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/11/ja-e-tarde.html' title='Já é tarde...'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhMR38-Hv_8/Tsx04mFlOqI/AAAAAAAABYQ/erk9mvXe2VU/s72-c/bebe-dormindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-6107558659704564503</id><published>2011-11-15T02:13:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T02:26:26.687-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>O bilhete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80e9P32ncW0/TsHkH-jyPGI/AAAAAAAABXA/b5-_tsqou5I/s1600/tumblr_ljre1jQiiy1qho3ygo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80e9P32ncW0/TsHkH-jyPGI/AAAAAAAABXA/b5-_tsqou5I/s320/tumblr_ljre1jQiiy1qho3ygo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;- Então, o que ela disse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Tem certeza que quer falar disso?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;- E porque não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Acho melhor mudarmos de assunto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;- Ao menos entregou o meu bilhete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Bem, as coisas não saíram exatamente do jeito que você esperava.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;- Ela odiou? Acha-me um babaca? É alérgica a flores? Não gosta de poesia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Você podia fazer menos perguntas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;- Por quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Talvez não goste das respostas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;- Foi tão terrível? Já nem sei mais se quero saber o que ela disse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Você é quem sabe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;- Está legal. &lt;i&gt;Mas me diga só o que for bom&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Bem, ela acha que eu tenho olhos bonitos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- =/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;[escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Inspirado em:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/39VJ1Z9y038" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-6107558659704564503?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/6107558659704564503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=6107558659704564503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6107558659704564503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6107558659704564503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-bilhete.html' title='O bilhete'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80e9P32ncW0/TsHkH-jyPGI/AAAAAAAABXA/b5-_tsqou5I/s72-c/tumblr_ljre1jQiiy1qho3ygo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8642182058224213597</id><published>2011-11-15T00:11:00.021-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:33:37.848-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>A vaidade dos monstros!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ae57-61vzbA/TsHIwqfs74I/AAAAAAAABWw/Lp7onbSoNkk/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ae57-61vzbA/TsHIwqfs74I/AAAAAAAABWw/Lp7onbSoNkk/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Oh céus! Aonde vamos parar? Parece clichê falar sobre a ditadura da beleza, mas esse é um assunto sério, muito sério. A cada dia que passa somos ‘obrigados’ a conviver com os padrões. Sim, padrões de tudo. O melhor cabelo, a melhor pele, o melhor nariz, a melhor boca, e por aí vai...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As mulheres são quem mais sofrem com isso. Quantas gostariam de ter os lábios de Jolie ou o corpo de Gisele Bündchen? Sim, elas são lindas... Ô, lá em casa! Mas nasceram assim. Garotas, aprendam, o mundo das celebridades não é para todas, aos 30 você já é velha para Hollywood. Não faz sentido se matar para ser bela. Algumas mulheres aparentam ser tão perfeitas, como Scarlett Johansson, que dá até a impressão de que um braço pode se deslocar a qualquer momento feito o de uma Barbie.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Cirurgias plásticas têm limite. E qual seria esse limite? Simples, levantou a auto-estima, perfeito, pare por aí. Algumas pessoas se transformaram literalmente em monstros. Literalmente. Não faz sentido abrir uma revista e escolher as partes do corpo como se estivesse escolhendo um perfume num catálogo da Avon. Tem mulher ficando careca só para ter os cabelos da temporada. Homens morrendo para ter meia tonelada de carne em cada braço.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As pessoas deviam aprender uma coisa: celebridades a gente vê com os olhos e lambe com a testa! O que seriam delas sem os quilos de maquiagem? Sem o São Photoshop? Não que todas sejam horríveis, acredito que sejam lindas pessoalmente e com uma reluzente celulite brilhando pro mundo, o que quero dizer é que não há ninguém perfeito nesse mundo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Acredito que o tratamento para auto-estima dispense os bisturis. A busca pela perfeição é horrenda. Mulheres de "meio quilo" se matam por se achar acima do peso. É triste! Tratamentos psicológicos muitas vezes são mais eficazes, porque esses problemas na maioria das vezes não são apenas estéticos.&amp;nbsp;Aceite-se como você é. Cuidado com a sua vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral do post:&lt;/b&gt; Lugar de nariz é no centro da face. E se caso desejar ser como alguém de revista, verifique antes se ela ao menos &amp;nbsp;tem os os braços no lugar certo.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pessoas que se deram mal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="270" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://videos.r7.com/r7/service/video/playervideo.html?idMedia=4d5934529dfc1bf61d9a2c92&amp;amp;idCategory=61&amp;amp;embedded=true" width="445"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Elvis morreu em 77 e não 97 como diz a matéria do R7] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_WIoL44Eac/TshKPG4XhyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/NAbMbu3cUNw/s1600/vaidade+excessiva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_WIoL44Eac/TshKPG4XhyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/NAbMbu3cUNw/s1600/vaidade+excessiva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. Imagem alterada. Obrigado ao anônimo que reparou e me informou a falha! ;) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8642182058224213597?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8642182058224213597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8642182058224213597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8642182058224213597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8642182058224213597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/11/vaidade-dos-monstros.html' title='A vaidade dos monstros!'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ae57-61vzbA/TsHIwqfs74I/AAAAAAAABWw/Lp7onbSoNkk/s72-c/images+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-7442253637640926188</id><published>2011-11-11T01:34:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:53:27.334-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><title type='text'>As 10 coisas que eu mais amo em você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etaNOvrHi1U/TryZC4NJ7nI/AAAAAAAABV4/SU8-4KUzdAE/s1600/2007_spider_man_3_0019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etaNOvrHi1U/TryZC4NJ7nI/AAAAAAAABV4/SU8-4KUzdAE/s400/2007_spider_man_3_0019.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/3jDHw4wxuE0?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/3jDHw4wxuE0?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jDHw4wxuE0?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo a cor dos seus olhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E mais ainda quando estão voltados pra mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo o que você escreve no perfil do MSN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque várias vezes senti que fosse pra mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo o seu sorriso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E amo mais ainda quando sorri pra mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo os seu pais, mesmo sem conhecê-los...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque eles fizeram a pessoa mais especial do mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo o seu jeito de patricinha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não vou comentar muito porque isso é fetiche, rsrsrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo a sua voz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque sonho com ela acordado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo a sua fragilidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por me faz ter vontade de proteger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo o seu estilo, mesmo não gostando do seu gosto musical...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas, tudo bem, te compro fones de ouvido, rsrsrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo os seus cabelos. Eu sei, é estranho, talvez outro fetiche...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas sabia que você consegue qualquer coisa comigo quando dá aquela balançada?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt; – Eu amo quando você finge não me notar e quando demonstra que não está nem aí pra mim...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque você é péssima em disfarces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[escrito para o &lt;a href="http://bloinques.blogspot.com/"&gt;bloínquês&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-7442253637640926188?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/7442253637640926188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=7442253637640926188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/7442253637640926188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/7442253637640926188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-10-coisas-que-eu-mais-amo-em-voce.html' title='As 10 coisas que eu mais amo em você'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etaNOvrHi1U/TryZC4NJ7nI/AAAAAAAABV4/SU8-4KUzdAE/s72-c/2007_spider_man_3_0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1757699969065770226</id><published>2011-11-11T00:49:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T01:00:40.425-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Sentimentalismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9_F6nkzMWQ/TryMUAVv5AI/AAAAAAAABVw/knGOJt_BudE/s1600/charlie+brown+on+the+wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9_F6nkzMWQ/TryMUAVv5AI/AAAAAAAABVw/knGOJt_BudE/s320/charlie+brown+on+the+wall.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ZBwjT-3t2O8?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ZBwjT-3t2O8?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBwjT-3t2O8?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu não acho que eu seja sentimental&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nem tampouco exagerado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na verdade nem queria estar assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Odeio estar apaixonado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O amor deixa a gente louco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E você sabe quão bobo é o amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tira a nossa sanidade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E nos faz rimar amor com flor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenho certeza de que não sou sentimental&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais certeza ainda de não ser exagerado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero apenas que parem o mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou o girem de volta ao passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alguma coisa parece estar errado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto que nesse momento tudo começa a mudar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Admito ter sido um pouco exagerado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vixe! Lá vem o meu transtorno bipolar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vou parar com esse sentimentalismo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque contradição pega mal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas, mal por mal encerro aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Admitindo ser sentimental!&lt;br /&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1757699969065770226?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1757699969065770226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1757699969065770226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1757699969065770226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1757699969065770226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/11/sentimentalismo.html' title='Sentimentalismo'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9_F6nkzMWQ/TryMUAVv5AI/AAAAAAAABVw/knGOJt_BudE/s72-c/charlie+brown+on+the+wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2618218984203133912</id><published>2011-11-03T01:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:21:23.947-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projeto creativite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miniconto'/><title type='text'>Abracadabra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2jqzZeuG_4/TrIHgtraCCI/AAAAAAAABPg/Oa4zW3K90h4/s1600/Bruxa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2jqzZeuG_4/TrIHgtraCCI/AAAAAAAABPg/Oa4zW3K90h4/s320/Bruxa.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ela sabia que por mais que tentasse nenhum feitiço a faria princesa novamente. Pensou então que poderia ter sido feliz, mas naquele momento já era tarde. Ele obviamente estaria casado, e ela provavelmente aprendeu que há coisas mais importantes que a beleza. E assim o sapo tornou-se príncipe... E assim ela desejou com todas as forças que o passado voltasse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2618218984203133912?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2618218984203133912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2618218984203133912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2618218984203133912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2618218984203133912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/11/abracadabra.html' title='Abracadabra'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2jqzZeuG_4/TrIHgtraCCI/AAAAAAAABPg/Oa4zW3K90h4/s72-c/Bruxa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-4488934925646523097</id><published>2011-10-31T01:11:00.014-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:27:44.402-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas'/><title type='text'>31 de Outubro, dia das/dos bruxos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aggaGAfBSRc/Tq4Q4a0AQyI/AAAAAAAABN0/XmCT00Y5hko/s1600/trio_brucos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aggaGAfBSRc/Tq4Q4a0AQyI/AAAAAAAABN0/XmCT00Y5hko/s320/trio_brucos.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/zCNHVMIYqiA?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/zCNHVMIYqiA?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCNHVMIYqiA?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Acho que nunca amei tanto os bruxos. E quem me conhece sabe muito bem ao que estou me referindo. Hoje é um dia especial, ou melhor, mágico. Meu &lt;i&gt;patrono&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;estará sempre comigo. E &amp;nbsp;“&lt;i&gt;juro solenemente que não pretendo fazer nada de bom&lt;/i&gt;”. Hoje, acenderei a luz dizendo &lt;i&gt;lumos&lt;/i&gt;. À porta pronunciarei um digno &lt;i&gt;alohomora&lt;/i&gt;, e as coisas chegarão a mim num simples e eficaz &lt;i&gt;accio&lt;/i&gt;. Pra quem se incomodar, posso não ser do tipo que lança um &lt;i&gt;avada kedavra&lt;/i&gt;, mas cuidado comigo &lt;i&gt;cara de lesma&lt;/i&gt;. Para a tristeza, &lt;i&gt;obliviate&lt;/i&gt;. Para os amigos, &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;fianto duri&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;onde quer que estejam. Para o futuro, &lt;i&gt;impedimenta&lt;/i&gt;, porque não tenho pressa. Para Brasília, &lt;i&gt;bombarda&lt;/i&gt;. Para os invejosos, &lt;i&gt;estupefaça&lt;/i&gt;. E assim desejo-lhes um feliz dia das/dos bruxos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...&lt;i&gt;Nox&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-4488934925646523097?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/4488934925646523097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=4488934925646523097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4488934925646523097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4488934925646523097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-de-outubro-dia-dasdos-bruxos.html' title='31 de Outubro, dia das/dos bruxos'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aggaGAfBSRc/Tq4Q4a0AQyI/AAAAAAAABN0/XmCT00Y5hko/s72-c/trio_brucos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1886324141243418283</id><published>2011-10-31T00:23:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:29:41.270-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Fotografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B__cOdyqJg/Tq4F5sgbUvI/AAAAAAAABNo/J5Y9UVpDW8E/s1600/800x600_Casal_de_Namorados_037b0aef83.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B__cOdyqJg/Tq4F5sgbUvI/AAAAAAAABNo/J5Y9UVpDW8E/s320/800x600_Casal_de_Namorados_037b0aef83.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uma foto é mais que uma foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É um momento eternizado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É a amizade registrada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O sentimento emoldurado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uma foto é mais que um papel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É um documento imortalizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;São mil e uma sensações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que te leva ao passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uma foto é mais que um registro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É som, é cena, é poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É um pedaço de uma vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É ódio, amor, alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uma foto é mais que uma pose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E a pose mais que expressão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dos olhos surgem palavras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dos sorrisos a emoção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uma foto é mais que uma foto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É mais que aquilo que reproduz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Não é escrita com maldade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Fotografia é escrita com luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Edenilton Santos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1886324141243418283?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1886324141243418283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1886324141243418283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1886324141243418283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1886324141243418283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/10/fotografia.html' title='Fotografia'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6B__cOdyqJg/Tq4F5sgbUvI/AAAAAAAABNo/J5Y9UVpDW8E/s72-c/800x600_Casal_de_Namorados_037b0aef83.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-7850473702662800734</id><published>2011-10-19T22:38:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:25:21.622-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicórnios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projeto creativite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miniconto'/><title type='text'>Sara e o unicórnio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_jiqdB3dDM/TaVRtKelFHI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lr2aQGaPj4Y/s1600/Bebe+Unicornio-263211_1024.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_jiqdB3dDM/TaVRtKelFHI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lr2aQGaPj4Y/s320/Bebe+Unicornio-263211_1024.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'French Script MT';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 29px; line-height: 33px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 33px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Brush Script MT';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Brush Script MT';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 33px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-line-height-alt: 17.75pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Brush Script MT';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Freestyle Script'; font-size: 30pt;"&gt;A pequena Sara sabia que não estava sonhando, só odiou com todas as suas forças o fato dele ser duas vezes mais alto que ela, pois quando ele estava de pé o máximo que conseguia era abraçar-lhe as pernas. Mas tudo era perdoado quando Dalton abaixava-se em convite a um passeio. Achava curioso ele ter quase cento e cinqüenta anos e ainda parecer-se com um pônei. Ficou encantada na primeira vez que a luz refletiu e achava que o chifre era uma varinha de condão que unicórnio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Brush Script MT';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Freestyle Script'; font-size: 30pt;"&gt;trazia na testa.&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafafa; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-7850473702662800734?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/7850473702662800734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_jiqdB3dDM/TaVRtKelFHI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lr2aQGaPj4Y/s72-c/Bebe+Unicornio-263211_1024.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-5235758131747020952</id><published>2011-10-09T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:46:34.031-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>O primeiro beijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-buP4JZWrNrw/TpJMw1xm41I/AAAAAAAABAk/RS1PQlvLdBs/s1600/meuprimeiroamor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-buP4JZWrNrw/TpJMw1xm41I/AAAAAAAABAk/RS1PQlvLdBs/s320/meuprimeiroamor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="262"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/AJOdqZjh3j8?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/AJOdqZjh3j8?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="262" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJOdqZjh3j8?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parecia ser o fim do mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E que o mundo estava olhando pra mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Achava que não sobreviveria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E que aquele medo não teria fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu, ela e a bendita timidez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O tempo parecia paralisado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era como ter engolido Iceberg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frio na barriga e olho fechado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A primeira vez a gente nunca esquece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E eu sabia que era só fazer biquinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foram os sete segundos mais alucinantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tinha amor, adrenalina e carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o medo depois foi saber se foi bom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hora de avaliar o que aconteceu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não tive coragem de perguntar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela ficou tão vermelha quanto eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isso pra mim foi uma resposta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E depois o medo sempre passa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi como ser um Power Ranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E vencer um boneco de massa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-5235758131747020952?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/5235758131747020952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=5235758131747020952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5235758131747020952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5235758131747020952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-primeiro-beijo.html' title='O primeiro beijo'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7CFmfX5Hrs4/To-i5_W4wLI/AAAAAAAABAU/FccstCugAFs/s1600/imagem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Pedro sabia que era bom em alguma coisa, mas algo ali estava nitidamente errado. Era a primeira vez que tirava um dez em matemática. Talvez não fosse tão burro assim quanto pensavam. Ou talvez a professora tivesse cochilado na hora da correção. Também pensou na possibilidade da vírgula estar no lugar errado. Mas tinha a certeza de aquele era o momento de ficar calado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-3700121152966195846?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/3700121152966195846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=3700121152966195846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3700121152966195846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3700121152966195846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/10/prova-de-matematica.html' title='Prova de matemática'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7CFmfX5Hrs4/To-i5_W4wLI/AAAAAAAABAU/FccstCugAFs/s72-c/imagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2025220328594557371</id><published>2011-10-04T22:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:24:20.958-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas'/><title type='text'>Dia Mundial dos Animais‎</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsegqpQyFx1qjql6to1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsegqpQyFx1qjql6to1_400.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Quatro de outubro é considerado o Dia Internacional dos Animais. É um dia especial. Um dia de criaturinhas especiais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A correria às vezes é tanta que nem damos a atenção que eles merecem. Às vezes também achamos divertido quando nos deparamos com algum animal fazendo coisas incríveis, mas acredite, nem tudo é tão incrível assim. Evite circos e espetáculos que tenham animais como atrações. O motivo? Primeiro, aquele não é o habitat natura deles, e segundo: Tudo o que ele faz é em troca de recompensa, ou seja, não estão livres. Não quero generalizar pois sei que em muitos lugares destes, principalmente em grandes&amp;nbsp;companhias, há profissionais preocupados com o bem-estar dos bichos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Outro alerta é em relação aos animais domésticos. Tem muita gente abandonando animais indefesos e outros optam por tentar domesticar animais de forma ilegal. Não crie aves em cativeiro, é crime! Lugar de pássaro é voando... Enquanto aos cachorros e gatos, pode parecer estranho mas, eles possuem sentimentos e necessidades. Se vai cuidar, cuide de verdade: Eles sentem fome, eles adoecem, e na maioria da vezes precisam da ajuda dos humanos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Antes de condenar ou de fazer algum mau, pare e reflita: Os animais não atacam sem motivo, eles defendem-se. E nós temos um dívida com eles por invadirmos o espaço que não é nosso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Os animais são a prova de que anjos existem. Proteja-os sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMK8LjjPCnc/TouwV70SvHI/AAAAAAAABAM/rY3xuuUujkA/s1600/ANIMAIS.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMK8LjjPCnc/TouwV70SvHI/AAAAAAAABAM/rY3xuuUujkA/s1600/ANIMAIS.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_317628368"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_317628369"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Gabi e os bichos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVJEyt0KzZs/Thufck9VOeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zmZRqE-U2Uw/s400/PQAAAKrxZlQXp3cYfq0209v0b0Agb8uABJW4lR0VdtMWkC4BcNrRaAQXLrhzFNoS4cVMOzAXxlpFmBcr-Q9VqBUsNaAAm1T1UD0fD4RuJ3RfoOEZuD0ESGRYIr5U.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVJEyt0KzZs/Thufck9VOeI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zmZRqE-U2Uw/s200/PQAAAKrxZlQXp3cYfq0209v0b0Agb8uABJW4lR0VdtMWkC4BcNrRaAQXLrhzFNoS4cVMOzAXxlpFmBcr-Q9VqBUsNaAAm1T1UD0fD4RuJ3RfoOEZuD0ESGRYIr5U.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabriela Benunes (Gabi)&amp;nbsp;responsável&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;pelo blog&amp;nbsp;Eles Querem Um Lar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Quero aproveitar esta data para divulgar o seguinte blog:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://elesqueremumlar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://elesqueremumlar.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;da minha amiga, a fofíssima, Gabi. Ela tem um trabalho voluntário onde ajuda animais, gatos e cahorros, a encontrar um lar. Você pode ajudá-la nessa, vendendo rifas, divulgando o &amp;nbsp;blog ou adotando. Indico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“É vergonhoso para nossa espécie que sendo o cão o melhor amigo do homem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;seja o homem o pior amigo do cão”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(Eduardo Lamazón)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2025220328594557371?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2025220328594557371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2025220328594557371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2025220328594557371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2025220328594557371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/10/dia-mundial-dos-animais.html' title='Dia Mundial dos Animais‎'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMK8LjjPCnc/TouwV70SvHI/AAAAAAAABAM/rY3xuuUujkA/s72-c/ANIMAIS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-4776225357983339949</id><published>2011-10-02T23:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:45:42.913-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rafinha Bastos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mídia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Rafinha Bastos: Malfeito feito!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_5lEyYSkrc4/TokgE75f_EI/AAAAAAAABAI/jJ7v5j1yWU8/s1600/1123312.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_5lEyYSkrc4/TokgE75f_EI/AAAAAAAABAI/jJ7v5j1yWU8/s400/1123312.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;E agora o "mundo" está contra ele. O comediante mais polêmico da atualidade parece estar cada vez mais enrolado. A falta de filtro entre o cérebro e a boca nem sempre traz bons frutos. Achar graça da desgraça faz parte, desde que isso não ultrapasse os limites. E que limite é esse? É simples, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;a nossa liberdade termina onde começa a do outro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Já disse aqui que acho Rafinha Bastos genial, porém dessa vez ele extrapolou. Acho que ele chegou ao limite.&amp;nbsp;Eu me divertia e ainda me divirto muito com algumas piadas dele, mas comecei a filtrar. Tem o melhor Twitter e faz os melhores comentários ácidos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Acredito que as pessoas sintam-se incomodadas em estar no mesmo ambiente que uma pessoa assim, afinal nunca sabem o que pode vir. E os milhares ou milhões de fãs se divertem, mas não tem tanta graça quando você se coloca no lugar das vítimas. Existem pessoas e pessoas e não é nada divertido ser o alvo de chacotas. A piada está perdendo a graça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Esses últimos episódios, Daniela Albuquerque e Wanessa Camargo, foram tristes. E a culpa é toda e só dele? Creio que não. O programa deu corda, a mídia deu corda, e os milhares ou milhões de seguidores também... Deu no que deu! Ainda não é tarde, acredito. Mas palavras do tipo: errei, desculpa e exagerei parecem não fazer parte do vocabulário dele. É aí que a genialidade vai por água abaixo e a inteligência vira burrice. Errar é humano, mas não tentar concertar os erros quando este é descarado e desrespeita o outro, é mais que burrice, é desumano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Uma coisa é certa, se Rafinha for afastado do CQC a audiência vai ser abalada, ele não é tão fácil de ser substituído como uma panicat, sem preconceitos. Tas é um gênio, mas tem filtro em excesso. E Luque? Bem, O Formigueiro não era o pior programa do mundo, mas ele fez com que fosse. Ainda há esperança, afinal, até Danilo Gentili anda posando de bom moço. É perigoso brincar com a mídia, ela é traiçoeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-4776225357983339949?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/4776225357983339949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=4776225357983339949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4776225357983339949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4776225357983339949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/10/rafinha-bastos-malfeito-feito.html' title='Rafinha Bastos: Malfeito feito!'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_5lEyYSkrc4/TokgE75f_EI/AAAAAAAABAI/jJ7v5j1yWU8/s72-c/1123312.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-31754203423214835</id><published>2011-10-02T22:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T02:22:18.197-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desenhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornalismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas'/><title type='text'>O que é o amor Charlie Brown?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRFccp51HU/TokHLpXRUZI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Pu4kHwUQKbQ/s1600/Peanuts_gang.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRFccp51HU/TokHLpXRUZI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Pu4kHwUQKbQ/s320/Peanuts_gang.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Em 2 de outubro de 1950 pela primeira vez era publicada uma edição da tirinha &lt;i&gt;Peanuts&lt;/i&gt;, conhecida no Brasil como &lt;i&gt;Minduim&lt;/i&gt;. Não acompanhei fielmente, e nem poderia já que tenho apenas 21 anos, a turma de Charlie Brown. Mas o pouco que vi já foi o bastante para me encantar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Li uma ou outra historinha e vira e mexe ainda passo o tempo assistindo os episódios no Youtube. Charlie Brown é encantador! E nunca vi um amor tão grande quanto o que ele sente pela garotinha ruiva. Fato!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1617026081"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1617026082"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Esse é o tipo de desenho que emociona e te faz morrer de ri ao mesmo tempo. Porque o amor é bobo, e bobos somos todos nós que amamos. E se você está em dúvida sobre o que é o amor, Charlie tem a melhor explicação de todas para o assunto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4uoiJ_i84I/TokHpQQn4WI/AAAAAAAABAE/bqb1wG7KElM/s1600/200px-Charles_Schulz_NYWTS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4uoiJ_i84I/TokHpQQn4WI/AAAAAAAABAE/bqb1wG7KElM/s1600/200px-Charles_Schulz_NYWTS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Charles Monroe Schulz - O gênio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Peanuts, que em português se significa&amp;nbsp;amendoins, é considerada uma das tiras mais populares da história dos quadrinhos. Com mais de dezessete mil tiras publicadas, sendo no auge vendida em mais de 70 países e traduzida para 21 idiomas. O crânio por trás de toda esse genialidade foi o cartunista americano Charles Schulz (1922 - 2000). Até hoje a tira é reimpressa e publicada em vários jornais. Além de Charlie Brown,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Snoopy é um dos personagens mais populares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="192" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iFKyXY5AStA" width="240"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;P.S.: Eu tinha um lençol de cama com o desenho do&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Snoopy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-31754203423214835?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/31754203423214835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=31754203423214835&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/31754203423214835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/31754203423214835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-que-e-o-amor-charlie-brown.html' title='O que é o amor Charlie Brown?'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRFccp51HU/TokHLpXRUZI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Pu4kHwUQKbQ/s72-c/Peanuts_gang.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-5165451644177470449</id><published>2011-09-27T22:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:13:13.316-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><title type='text'>CEPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7U9q6gNKFEU/SqO66KGpTHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qYVG2u34eGo/s512/72.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7U9q6gNKFEU/SqO66KGpTHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qYVG2u34eGo/s320/72.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pessoas especiais...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Nem sempre as coisas saem como a gente deseja. E provavelmente aprendemos muto juntos. Foram anos&amp;nbsp;incríveis. E a gente sabia que seria assim... Mas mesmo assim&amp;nbsp;torcíamos&amp;nbsp;para que&amp;nbsp;não&amp;nbsp;fosse tao&amp;nbsp;rápido. O CEPA guarda grandes&amp;nbsp;histórias... e segredos eternos (rsrsrs...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Crescemos, seguimos caminhos diferentes e sei, que mesmo perdendo o contato, algo de bom ficou.&amp;nbsp;Vocês&amp;nbsp;foram&amp;nbsp;incríveis&amp;nbsp;e naquela&amp;nbsp;época, pela primeira vez na vida, senti que tinha amigos. Sim, mesmo nas&amp;nbsp;desavenças.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BF7xDAG1W1U?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BF7xDAG1W1U?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BF7xDAG1W1U?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Gostaria da saber onde est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;á&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;todo mundo. O que mudou? Puxa,&amp;nbsp;já&amp;nbsp;se foram quatros anos... Espero que esteja todo mundo bem. E&amp;nbsp;já&amp;nbsp;disse que o cara mais inteligente que j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;á&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ouvi falar, e que admiro muito, faz medicina&amp;nbsp;veterinária? E que uma das poucas pessoas com a qual mais me identifiquei hoje faz direito. Vamos ter, aliás j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;á&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;temos, um militante politico, e honesto. E obrigado aos que me influenciaram a gostar de rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Bem, acho que Deus escreve mesmo certo por linhas tortas... Gostaria de poder ter parado o tempo e ter trancado a gente l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;á.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;á&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;, isso foi meio psicopata, rssrs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aprendi muito.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não&amp;nbsp;querendo ser modesto, mas o mundo precisa mesmo de pelo menos uma pessoa dessas em cada canto.&amp;nbsp;Então, se&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;assim, voem! Espero de verdade que todos estejam bem... e que sejam muito felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;P.S.: Esse texto é bem específico e talvez&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;as pessoas para qual escrevi não leiam, mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;quero deixar registrado mesmo assim, pois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;não quero me esquecer delas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ass. Edenilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;P.S.2: CEPA = Colégio Estadual Professora Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-5165451644177470449?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/5165451644177470449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=5165451644177470449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5165451644177470449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5165451644177470449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/cepa.html' title='CEPA'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7U9q6gNKFEU/SqO66KGpTHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qYVG2u34eGo/s72-c/72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-5803319214017821292</id><published>2011-09-27T00:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T02:31:13.861-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Mais uma vez... (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyp_GXOpWNw/ToE8_FDCk-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/8pKtcXGzEs8/s1600/imagens-tumblr-photoscapebythataschultz20110828-tumblr_lp89ztA8Vh1qm9ut2o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyp_GXOpWNw/ToE8_FDCk-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/8pKtcXGzEs8/s320/imagens-tumblr-photoscapebythataschultz20110828-tumblr_lp89ztA8Vh1qm9ut2o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/bFtvXWT5cKo?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/bFtvXWT5cKo?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bFtvXWT5cKo?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Posso contar um segredo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dizer do que tenho medo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Posso te pedir desculpa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E mentir que não tive culpa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Posso apelar pro clichê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E trazer-lhe um buquê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Posso pedir com urgência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que acabe com essa ausência?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Posso te pedir uma chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E fazer do pesadelo um romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Posso te pedir para dizer que sim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E ficar comigo até o fim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-5803319214017821292?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/5803319214017821292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=5803319214017821292&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5803319214017821292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5803319214017821292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/mais-uma-vez.html' title='Mais uma vez... (?)'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyp_GXOpWNw/ToE8_FDCk-I/AAAAAAAAA_k/8pKtcXGzEs8/s72-c/imagens-tumblr-photoscapebythataschultz20110828-tumblr_lp89ztA8Vh1qm9ut2o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-6847353599559442434</id><published>2011-09-19T02:09:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:45:19.681-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laranja Mecânica'/><title type='text'>Laranja Mecânica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4ZoOUJYd9c/TnbLVW8Za_I/AAAAAAAAA_E/6YtCc4KjNco/s1600/laranja-mecanica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4ZoOUJYd9c/TnbLVW8Za_I/AAAAAAAAA_E/6YtCc4KjNco/s320/laranja-mecanica.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ok, vamos falar disso. Laranja Mecânica é um filme britânico de 1971, adaptado do livro homônimo de 1962 do escritor inglês Anthony Burgess, foi dirigido por Stanley Kubrick e estrelado por Malcolm McDowell. Na história Alex (McDowell)&amp;nbsp;é um jovem rebelde, líder dos drugues, uma gangue de arruaceiros. Em uma das noites de rebeldia, os drugues embarcam numa onda de violência. Espancam um indefeso mendigo, duelam com outra gangue, dirigem em alta velocidade, e estupram uma mulher enquanto Alex alegremente canta&amp;nbsp;“Singin’ in the Rain” do musical Cantando na Chuva. Aliás, a trilha sonora deixa o filme irônico o tempo inteiro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; É estranho ver esse filme e se divertir com a violência apresentada. Sim, é um circo dos horrores, mas é ágil, inteligente, engraçado, bizarro e muito bom. Laranja Mecânica foi finalmente riscado da minha lista de filmes que ainda tenho vontade de assistir, na qual fazem parte &lt;i&gt;A Bolha&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;O Ilumunado&lt;/i&gt; (também de&amp;nbsp;Kubrick), &lt;i&gt;O Mágico de Oz&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;ET-O Extra-Terrestre&lt;/i&gt; e muitos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Voltando ao filme: Até então Alex é o todo-poderoso, valentão. Mas a sorte muda quando na noite em que ele mata a &lt;i&gt;Mulher dos Gatos&lt;/i&gt;, se assim posso chamá-la, com um pênis de porcelana gigante. Aquilo foi escrotamente genial. Alex então é traído pelos companheiros, preso e condenado a quatorze anos de prisão. Lá ele passa a ler o &lt;i&gt;Bom Livro&lt;/i&gt; e curiosamente se identifica com o soldado romano que chicoteia Cristo. Bizarro, novamente. Mas o ponto chave é quando ele é submetido a um tratamento "revolucionário" que promete devolvê-lo reabilitado à sociedade num curto prazo de quinze dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQVT7IretwU/TnbLfh0lxtI/AAAAAAAAA_I/-UcdOXHZSJA/s1600/malcolm_mcdowell_2011_04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQVT7IretwU/TnbLfh0lxtI/AAAAAAAAA_I/-UcdOXHZSJA/s320/malcolm_mcdowell_2011_04.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malcolm Mcdowell interpretou Alex&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O tratamento inicialmente consiste em ver filmes, ou videar, como ele se refere.&amp;nbsp;Cenas de violências, do velho “entra-e-sai, entra-e-sai”, imagens da Segunda Guerra Mundial, que junto com substâncias injetadas nele o fazem ficar enjoado. Toda a violência que é praticada no início por ele, volta a ser repetida com ele como vítima. Alex é forçado a sensibilizar-se e é devolvido à sociedade reabilitado, porém com aversão a violência e sexo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Entre as questões abordadas por Laranja Mecânica está o livre-arbítrio, somos livres, ou somos totalmente influenciados/treinados a agir como agimos? A ideia do filme, creio eu, é mostrar que não somos tão diferentes dos outros animais e sim, podemos ser adestrados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Resumindo: Indico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="403" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lWYp3Yfhfio" width="550"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-6847353599559442434?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/6847353599559442434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=6847353599559442434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6847353599559442434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6847353599559442434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/laranja-mecancia.html' title='Laranja Mecânica'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4ZoOUJYd9c/TnbLVW8Za_I/AAAAAAAAA_E/6YtCc4KjNco/s72-c/laranja-mecanica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8385312266984849737</id><published>2011-09-18T00:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:44:45.585-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu e meu guarda-chuva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><title type='text'>Eu preciso de um guarda-chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlkEaGKJTqc/TnVmKJbF0lI/AAAAAAAAA-8/bJ9YedxIb_Q/s1600/Eu+e+Meu+Guarda-Chuva+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlkEaGKJTqc/TnVmKJbF0lI/AAAAAAAAA-8/bJ9YedxIb_Q/s400/Eu+e+Meu+Guarda-Chuva+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O meu gosto por cinema às vezes se assemelha ao de um garoto de 10 anos de idade. É por isso que eu adorei "Eu e meu guarda-chuva".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Estava com receio de não gostar do resultado, na verdade, quando vemos o cinema nacional fazendo algo diferente achamos que não vai dar certo. Me enganei... ainda bem. Assim como a literatura o cinema infanto-juvenil me encanta. Me perdoem se "Tropa de Elite" não é do meu agrado, apenas gosto de coisas que não existem. Já tem tanta gente querendo consertar o mundo e só piorando as coisas que acho que contribuo bem mais se eu continuar pensando assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "Eu e meu guarda-chuva" tem direção de Toni Vanzolini e é baseado no livro homônimo de Branco Mello e Hugo Possolo. Na história os pequenos Eugênio, Frida e Cebola se aventuram no novo colégio onde o Barão Von Staff foi morto. Barão Von Staff (&lt;i&gt;"- Que nome esdrúxulo né? - O que que é esdrúxulo?"&lt;/i&gt; ).&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;E o motivo da morte? Um aluno o fizera infartar com a sua extrema burrice. Pode parecer tosco, mas se você assiste ao filme brincando de &lt;i&gt;10 anos antes&lt;/i&gt; fica genial. E vai perceber que&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;10 anos depois&lt;/i&gt; te falta um pouco de magia. Voltando a estória: Desde a sua morte, o Barão assombra a escola e leva aqueles que não sabem responder corretamente as suas perguntas (&lt;i&gt;"- E leva pra onde? - Quem sabe, ninguém nunca voltou pra contar!"&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O filme é bem ágil, e enquanto a atuação das crianças... são crianças, então deixa pra lá. Fico feliz de ver algo diferente no cinema nacional. E&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;se você nunca foi bom de respostas, relaxa, a culpa é dos professores que não são bons o bastante em perguntas. Nunca acertam as que você sabe responder. E eu aprendi que não faz sentido ser "Achados e Perdidos" se você perde antes. Também gostaria que houvessem mais passagens secretas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdUzbu39MTI/TnVmeu6100I/AAAAAAAAA_A/uL78cq14bqU/s1600/Assistir-filme-Eu-e-Meu-Guarda-Chuva-online.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdUzbu39MTI/TnVmeu6100I/AAAAAAAAA_A/uL78cq14bqU/s1600/Assistir-filme-Eu-e-Meu-Guarda-Chuva-online.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Aquelas são as Três Marias. Aquela é a Constelação de Órion e aquela lá no fundo é Sirius, a estrela mais... Se você ficar olhando pra mim enquanto eu explico você não vai decorar nunca.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- É porque eu gosto de ver você explicando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tá, eu vou explicar pela última vez.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tá, e eu não vou decorar pra você ter que explicar de novo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tá, e eu não vou explicar mais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- É brincadeira, eu já decorei tudo quer ver?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Duvido&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;- Olha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Aquelas são as Três Marias. Aquela é a Constelação de Órion e aquela lá no fundo é Sirius, a estrela mais bonita e brilhante do céu... E quando você crescer, você quer ser aeromoça, pra ficar mais perto das estrelas, acertei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="267" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sV2R3-Uo77I" width="350"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;P.S.: Talvez não faça muito sentido agora, mas volte aqui depois de vê-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8385312266984849737?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8385312266984849737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8385312266984849737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8385312266984849737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8385312266984849737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/eu-preciso-de-um-guarda-chuva.html' title='Eu preciso de um guarda-chuva'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlkEaGKJTqc/TnVmKJbF0lI/AAAAAAAAA-8/bJ9YedxIb_Q/s72-c/Eu+e+Meu+Guarda-Chuva+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2810183863183346972</id><published>2011-09-14T20:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:30:01.690-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projeto creativite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miniconto'/><title type='text'>Doug e Patti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfAQlil7u5s/TnAUfADw08I/AAAAAAAAA-4/C5I5Vxcd6xI/s1600/doug_patti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfAQlil7u5s/TnAUfADw08I/AAAAAAAAA-4/C5I5Vxcd6xI/s320/doug_patti.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Encontraram-se após cinco anos. Ele ainda tímido. Ela mais linda que antes. A felicidade era enorme, ou talvez, os dentes cresceram tanto a ponto de não caber mais na boca dos dois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2810183863183346972?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2810183863183346972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2810183863183346972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2810183863183346972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2810183863183346972'/><link rel='alternate' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Uma hora dá certo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNwCUP1GtWQ/Tm_58q7JTlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/zMkmM_LI6m0/s1600/jovem+brilhante+recome%25C3%25A7o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNwCUP1GtWQ/Tm_58q7JTlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/zMkmM_LI6m0/s320/jovem+brilhante+recome%25C3%25A7o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Arrisque!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se não souber começar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Arrisca e vê no que dá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se der tudo errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Volte e não seja apressado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se der vontade de desistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Chegou o momento de refletir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se não gostar do que fez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Apague e comece outra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se faltar algum artifício&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Simplesmente mude o início&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se virar uma marmota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Volte e refaça a rota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se aparecer algum espinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É só desviar o caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Se exigir habilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Reduza a velocidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O importante não é ser perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E sim ser feito direito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E se alguém não gostar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No final da fila há sempre um lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se ficar de bom agrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Empine o nariz pro lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se ficar deprimente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Recomece e vá em frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O segredo é não desanimar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mesmo que possa piorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O recomeço é uma oportunidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;De concertar uma barbaridade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E se parecer impossível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Crie um plano infalível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Talvez não seja o que sempre quis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas arrisque e seja feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNwCUP1GtWQ/Tm_58q7JTlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/zMkmM_LI6m0/s72-c/jovem+brilhante+recome%25C3%25A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8783966640762232279</id><published>2011-09-09T22:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:21:05.412-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avril Lavigne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Wish You Were Here - Avril Lavigne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Alguém por acaso já percebeu que Avril Lavigne é a minha cantora favorita?&amp;nbsp;Pois bem, se nunca falei isso, está dito. Se já, provavelmente falarei novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hoje a canadense mais tchuc-tchuc do mundo divulgou seu novo videoclipe. E eu como fiquei? Querendo pegar ela no colo e carregá-la só pra mim, apenas. A música é linda e ela mais ainda. Sou suspeito pra falar, eu sei. Enquanto ao videoclipe, achei simples demais, poderia ter mais emoção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dei a dica, agora tirem as suas próprias conclusões:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VT1-sitWRtY" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"...E eu me lembro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De todas as coisas loucas que você disse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você as deixou correrem pela minha cabeça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você está sempre lá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você está em todo lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas agora mesmo, eu gostaria que você estivesse aqui..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Trecho de&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Wish You Were Here&lt;/i&gt; de Avril Lavigne)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8783966640762232279?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8783966640762232279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8783966640762232279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8783966640762232279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8783966640762232279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/wish-you-were-here-avril-lavigne.html' title='Wish You Were Here - Avril Lavigne'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VT1-sitWRtY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1750382105500919720</id><published>2011-09-07T15:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:49:45.914-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><title type='text'>Um digno final feliz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Essa semana o bloínquês trouxe um tema legal.&amp;nbsp;"O que você faria se fosse o seu último dia de vida?"&amp;nbsp;Acho bizarro quando vejo falarem&amp;nbsp;num possível fim do mundo. Todo dia o mundo&amp;nbsp;acaba para algumas pessoas, isso é fato. Haverá mesmo o apocalipse? Prefiro acreditar&amp;nbsp;apenas que assim como os dinossauros a raça&amp;nbsp;humana não vai ficar para semente.&amp;nbsp;Mas enquanto isso não acontece, vamos seguir em frente. Aprendi que as vezes temos que achar graça até da desgraça para não surtar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9zHHm5m-2c/Tl7t-s0__ZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ZP5NfjyTLoI/s320/bebe_careta_susto%255B7%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9zHHm5m-2c/Tl7t-s0__ZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ZP5NfjyTLoI/s320/bebe_careta_susto%255B7%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fim do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Amanhã é o fim do meu mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E só me resta hoje para fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Vou quebrar todas as regras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Apertar as campainhas e correr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho que abraçar os amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque não haverá o amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda me falta andar de montanha-russa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E correr pelado no maracanã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Preciso ao menos uma vez na vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Esquecer os problemas, andar disperso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tomar o último banho de chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E ser o dono do universo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje é o último dia de minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Preciso gritar no meio da rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tomar um sorvete de chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Será que dá tempo de ir à lua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Depois corro para o colo da família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Para dizer tudo que sempre quis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Até que não seria tão temeroso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Um digno final feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1750382105500919720?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1750382105500919720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1750382105500919720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1750382105500919720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1750382105500919720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/um-digno-final-feliz.html' title='Um digno final feliz!'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9zHHm5m-2c/Tl7t-s0__ZI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ZP5NfjyTLoI/s72-c/bebe_careta_susto%255B7%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-3696775408273800578</id><published>2011-09-07T01:52:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:21:13.292-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Criminal - Britney Spears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9P6ULncAwnI/Tmb2XNdsWvI/AAAAAAAAA-w/eWkZKF2NL8Q/s1600/Britney-Spears-2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9P6ULncAwnI/Tmb2XNdsWvI/AAAAAAAAA-w/eWkZKF2NL8Q/s320/Britney-Spears-2011.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Sim, hoje vou falar de Britney. Assim que &lt;i&gt;Femme Fatale&lt;/i&gt; "vazou" na internet corri para baixar as músicas de Britney, confesso que estava muito curioso. Desde o início sabia que vinha coisa boa por aí, aliás Max Martin na produção é sucesso garantido. Quando ouvi &lt;i&gt;Criminal&lt;/i&gt; a primeira vez simplesmente viciei, a música é incrível, e na minha humilde opinião, a melhor do álbum. Britney Spears tem o meu respeito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Desde então fiquei na torcida para que Britney lançasse a música como single. E não é que a torcida deu certo!?! Nos bastidores do VMA 2011 foi divulgado que Criminal será a quarta música de trabalho do álbum. Gosto da música porque é bem diferente de tudo o que ela já tinha feito antes, mostra o amadurecimento que ela aparenta ter conquistado depois do período "dark". Parece que ela está em um bom momento e até parou de ser tão condenada pela mídia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E enquanto o clipe oficial não chega resolvi eu mesmo fazer um, rsrsrs. Editei o vídeo abaixo com vários covers da música feitos pelos fãs de Spears, uma prova de que a música é mesmo boa pois já te muita gente cantando por aí. Achei a letra divertida, fala de um amor bandido, e é claro que não deixa de ser &lt;i&gt;danadinha&lt;/i&gt;, mas Britney comportada não tem a menor graça, não é mesmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/111asXDreeU" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;O mais legal é que cada um deu o seu toque na música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-3696775408273800578?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/3696775408273800578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=3696775408273800578&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3696775408273800578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3696775408273800578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/criminal-britney-spears.html' title='Criminal - Britney Spears'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9P6ULncAwnI/Tmb2XNdsWvI/AAAAAAAAA-w/eWkZKF2NL8Q/s72-c/Britney-Spears-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-4627313278870812818</id><published>2011-09-05T00:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T00:29:57.974-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projeto suas palavras'/><title type='text'>Talvez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYMh2HR74gc/Tl-c6JjOd_I/AAAAAAAAAko/ZwjAscYDAeU/s320/tumblr_lm2rmnoey01qgodmlo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYMh2HR74gc/Tl-c6JjOd_I/AAAAAAAAAko/ZwjAscYDAeU/s320/tumblr_lm2rmnoey01qgodmlo1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E o sol provavelmente nunca nascera tão triste como naquele dia. A grama ainda estava molhada, e era possível ouvir um ou outro pingo d’água cair das árvores. A sensação que Peter sentia era de que dali em diante talvez não pudesse mais ser feliz. Tudo que ele mais queria era que o tempo parasse naquele momento. Talvez fosse o melhor para os dois, ou talvez o melhor fosse que tudo deixasse de existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nada naquele momento era novidade, aliás, tudo já era esperado. Era o momento de crescer e os dois sabiam que era mínima a chance de se encontrar novamente. Ele será um bom engenheiro, óbvio. E ela nitidamente escreverá os melhores romances policiais já vistos. Amor de colegial passa. É o que todos dizem... Talvez faça algum sentido. Talvez nem sofram tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/SsO4833xVxQ?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/SsO4833xVxQ?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsO4833xVxQ?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-4627313278870812818?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/4627313278870812818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=4627313278870812818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4627313278870812818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4627313278870812818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/talvez.html' title='Talvez...'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYMh2HR74gc/Tl-c6JjOd_I/AAAAAAAAAko/ZwjAscYDAeU/s72-c/tumblr_lm2rmnoey01qgodmlo1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8282123887533061166</id><published>2011-09-01T21:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:14:09.420-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Me chamo Edenilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg" width="90" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Esse post não é para ser ofensivo, por favor levem na brincadeira. É sobre algo que me persegue: Meu nome. Sei que não sou o único que passo por isso, mas a gente tem que achar graça para não estressar. Quase todo mundo erra o meu nome, isso não é justo Brasil, hehehe... Brincadeiras à parte espero que gostem da brincadeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me chamo Edenilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vamos aprender o meu nome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sei que não é difícil entender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nunca comece com “A”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adenilton me faz aborrecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre que pensar no “S”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Troque-o logo pelo “T”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edenilson é quase lá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não quero nem saber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por favor não coloque um “M”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me dói só de ouvir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edemilton é muito estranho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada contra se algum existir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Até o Google fica me tirando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com aquele “você quis dizer?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não digo. Sou Edenilton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faça-me o favor de reconhecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tem gente que supera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a pronúncia me dói profundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coloca o “A”, o “M” e o “S”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ademilson é o fim do mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Às vezes me dá crise de identidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ednaldo, Edielton, Edvaldo, esses nada tem a ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas já estou acostumado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tem hora que até Etevaldo pode ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vamos resumir pra ficar fácil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edy apenas e já deu, mas enquanto não pega,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adenildo, Ademildon e Edinilton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No final ‘somos’ todos eu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Edenilton)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8282123887533061166?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8282123887533061166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8282123887533061166&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8282123887533061166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8282123887533061166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/09/me-chamo-edenilton.html' title='Me chamo Edenilton'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/s72-c/of.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1808072662493121578</id><published>2011-08-25T00:17:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T00:24:16.213-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toquinho'/><title type='text'>Querido futuro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqMKw7hns6U/TlW8O4VD07I/AAAAAAAAA9w/ywADA1W5Tn4/s1600/tumblr_lphcjduDWl1r0cl8io1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqMKw7hns6U/TlW8O4VD07I/AAAAAAAAA9w/ywADA1W5Tn4/s400/tumblr_lphcjduDWl1r0cl8io1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Olá querido Futuro que me persegue, sei que você quer o melhor de mim e acredite, tem sido muito útil ao longo dessa minha curta existência. Pode ser até ironia dizer que o futuro me persegue, na verdade tormentar seria o verbo mais apropriado no momento. Só eu que acordo pesando em como será daqui há cinco, dez, vinte anos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Às vezes penso que deveria levar as coisas menos a sério, outras acho que essa preocupação é fundamental. Afinal, agradeço a ti amigo futuro por me dar este juízo que meus pais e eu achamos que tenho. &amp;nbsp;Agradeço-te também por fazer o meu presente fazer sentido. Sim, sem tu &lt;i&gt;Brutus &lt;/i&gt;meu filho, eu não teria chegado onde cheguei. E obviamente sem tu&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;não chegaria onde vou chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;, rsrsrs. Sacou tua importância em minha vida? Tudo isso porque você está sustentando o meu mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Deixando de lenga-lenga, vou pular para a parte chata. Não quero que se magoe, mas não quero te ver tão cedo. Isso mesmo, não tenha pressa, estou numa fase incrível, estou feliz. E no dia que chegar, por favor, surpreenda-me positivamente, estou fazendo a minha parte por isso. Era isso que eu tinha pra te dizer meu futuro, e te desejo muita saúde, paz, alegria e conhecimento. Até algum dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Ass: Edenilton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: Por favor, se não for pedir demais: Proteja os meus cabelos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IG1ZU56tsdo" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1808072662493121578?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1808072662493121578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1808072662493121578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1808072662493121578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1808072662493121578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/querido-futuro.html' title='Querido futuro...'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqMKw7hns6U/TlW8O4VD07I/AAAAAAAAA9w/ywADA1W5Tn4/s72-c/tumblr_lphcjduDWl1r0cl8io1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-3280602885863608127</id><published>2011-08-22T07:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T07:01:00.780-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Era do Rádio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O fantasma escritor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anos 90'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='séries de tv'/><title type='text'>O fantasma escritor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zonanerd.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/ghostwriter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.zonanerd.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/ghostwriter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O fantasma escritor foi uma série de TV dos anos 90. Ambientada em Nova York o enredo trazia a história de seis adolescentes que solucionavam mistérios com a ajuda de um fantasma que dava pistas e dicas através de palavras e frases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A série foi produzida entre os anos de 1992 e 1993, totalizando três temporadas. Foi originalmente criada para ajudar a desenvolver a habilidade de leituras em crianças recém-alfabetizadas, por esse motivo os personagens usavam a escrita e leitura para se comunicarem com o amigo invisível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sempre gostei de ficção, acho divertido sair da realidade e essa é sem dúvida uma das melhores séries infantis que já existiram, se não for a melhor. Lembro de acompanhá-la à tarde pela TV cultura. Cada semana era um problema/mistério novo a ser solucionado. Adoro a vinheta de abertura e descobri recentemente alguns episódios no YouTube. Foi bom matar a saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FgXmqj1NkV4" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para ver alguns episódios clique &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=O+FANTASMA+ESCRITOR+-+DISCOVERY+KIDS&amp;amp;suggested_categories=24%2C1&amp;amp;nfpr=0"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Espero que gostem! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-3280602885863608127?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/3280602885863608127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=3280602885863608127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3280602885863608127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3280602885863608127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-fantasma-escritor.html' title='O fantasma escritor'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FgXmqj1NkV4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-5521209245198637263</id><published>2011-08-21T01:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T01:17:30.846-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projeto creativite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miniconto'/><title type='text'>Lumus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ScT9h876So/TlCFBvPmpTI/AAAAAAAAA9s/uuSHaARn828/s1600/pequeno+harry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ScT9h876So/TlCFBvPmpTI/AAAAAAAAA9s/uuSHaARn828/s320/pequeno+harry.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ao abrir os olhos teve certeza de que não havia apenas sonhado. A chave do portal estava novamente ao lado da cama, apenas com o cadarço desamarrado. E ele podia ouvir claramente o ruído do livro monstruoso dos monstros em sua mochila. Nox!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-5521209245198637263?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/5521209245198637263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=5521209245198637263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5521209245198637263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5521209245198637263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/lumus.html' title='Lumus...'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ScT9h876So/TlCFBvPmpTI/AAAAAAAAA9s/uuSHaARn828/s72-c/pequeno+harry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-4088529946160769351</id><published>2011-08-19T07:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T07:01:00.360-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotografia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sebastião Salgado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornalismo'/><title type='text'>Sebastião Salgado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0SlYf_7pTk/TaB8ntTokYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GkHhUIDu1iA/s1600/salgado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0SlYf_7pTk/TaB8ntTokYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GkHhUIDu1iA/s400/salgado.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Como hoje é considerado o Dia Internacional da Fotografia acho que eu não poderia escolher outra pessoa para representar essa data. Sebastião Salgado é um fotografo/fotojornalista brasileiro nascido em Aimorés&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Minas Gerais. Formado em economia pela Universidade do Espírito Santo, mestre na mesma área pela Universidade de São Paulo e doutor pela Universidade de Paris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Muito conhecido pelas imagens em preto e branco, Sebastião Salgado fez história através de suas lentes. Já fotografou imagens sobre a Guerra Civil na Angola e Moçambique e também a Revolução dos Cravos em Portugal. Popularizou-se em 1981 depois de ser o único fotógrafo que registrou a tentativa de assassinato do então presidente dos Estados Unidos, Ronald Reagan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Atualmente é o profissional brasileiro de maior projeção internacional no ramo fotográfico. Já conquistou diversos prêmios e lançou alguns livros como Trabalhadores (1996), Serra Pelada (1996) e África (2007).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girafamania.com.br/montagem/sebastiao-salgado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.girafamania.com.br/montagem/sebastiao-salgado.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.masters-of-photography.com/images/full/salgado/salgado_dead_eyes.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="216" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;A Serra Pelada - Mina de Ouro - Brasil (1986) e Refugee from Gondan- Mali (1985) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q08M1ajACHg/S7H8L4d2ydI/AAAAAAAAJv8/6UW6nG4Tu6I/s1600/sebasti%C3%A3o+salgado+atentado+ao+reagan+1981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q08M1ajACHg/S7H8L4d2ydI/AAAAAAAAJv8/6UW6nG4Tu6I/s400/sebasti%C3%A3o+salgado+atentado+ao+reagan+1981.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ex Presidente americano Ronald Reagan, vitima de atentado a tiros em 1981.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-4088529946160769351?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/4088529946160769351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=4088529946160769351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4088529946160769351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4088529946160769351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/sebastiao-salgado.html' title='Sebastião Salgado'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0SlYf_7pTk/TaB8ntTokYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/GkHhUIDu1iA/s72-c/salgado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-333313659414636293</id><published>2011-08-17T07:00:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:27:53.466-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rafinha Bastos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcelo Adnet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comediantes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Top 5 - Comediantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0HvpmrmiIQ/TknjRBVupfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/FpwN5lsKeQo/s1600/humoristas.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0HvpmrmiIQ/TknjRBVupfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/FpwN5lsKeQo/s640/humoristas.bmp" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dizem que ri é o melhor remédio. Afasta os males para bem longe. Pensando nisso resolvi listar os cinco melhores comediantes da atualidade, na minha opinião. Eles são ágeis, inteligentes e às vezes assustam, mas certamente divertem muito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1- Rafinha Bastos&lt;br /&gt;Muitos ainda ficam chocados com essa onda de humor politicamente incorreto. Rafinha Bastos é um destes que não perdem a piada por nada. Acho que é por isso que eu acho ele legal. As vezes é preciso achar graça até da desgraça, porque tudo, até a uva passa. Nunca achei esse cara maldoso, aliás é como dizem: toda piada tem uma vítima. Merece a medalha de ouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="161" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aphPcZZO_8Y" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="161" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ox6zawzoiuk" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Eduardo Sterblitch&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Sterblitch é simplesmente genial. E não falo isso apenas por Fred Mercury Prateado, mas por qualquer coisa que ele faça. Está entediado? Quer rolar de rir? É só passar no YouTube e ver os vídeos desse cara. Prata pra ele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/icx7_u-0RVI" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/k_OPw5Wl7v0" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Marcelo Adnet&lt;br /&gt;Diferentemente de Rafinha, Adnet segue a linha bom moço. O cara tem mil e um talentos. A MTV nunca foi tão bem humorada como nesses últimos tempos depois da entrada de Adnet e cia. Pena que a música tem perdido espaço, mas esse não é o tema de hoje. Bronze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QmCAHI5YO0Y" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kLqxUmjEhDo" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Dani Calabresa&lt;br /&gt;Está aí uma pessoa que nem precisa abri a boca para me fazer rir. Dani Calabresa é o tipo de pessoa que você olha e percebe que gosta do malfeito. E não poderia ter escolhido outra profissão. Sorte a nossa. Coisinha mais tchuc tchuc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PEcm1MJEFbg" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4XFosdSnB3E" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 -&amp;nbsp;Samantha Schmutz&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que sempre achei o personagem Juninho Play irritante, mas tirando isso não há nada que Samantha Schmutz interprete que não arranque boas gargalhadas. Até hoje, vira e mexe, me pego revirando o YouTube procurando cenas dessa figura. Morro de ri com ela imitando a Maria Rita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Mh-ols8oGCg" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iYCqmiavq0U" width="230"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Considerações: Danilo Gentilli, Bruno Mazzeu e as Olívias também estão entre os humoristas que mais gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-333313659414636293?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/333313659414636293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=333313659414636293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/333313659414636293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/333313659414636293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/top-5-comediantes.html' title='Top 5 - Comediantes'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0HvpmrmiIQ/TknjRBVupfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/FpwN5lsKeQo/s72-c/humoristas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2438546397459161762</id><published>2011-08-15T00:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:02:11.936-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>Quando eu escrevo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colegioorama.com.br/layout/garoto-escrevendo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="124" src="http://www.colegioorama.com.br/layout/garoto-escrevendo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando escrevo eu me apaixono&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E a cada paixão uma fantasia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cada fantasia é um pensamento&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em cada pensamento uma alegria&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando escrevo a dor vai embora&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A cada verso eu te amo mais&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando amo eu fico bobo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E exagero nas vogais&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando escrevo eu sempre viajo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E nessas viagens sei bem onde quero ir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Descubro coisas que não existem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Invento o que deveria existir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E nesse mundo sempre te encontro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Você sempre distante de mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É quando as palavras se perdem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E a poesia chega ao fim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;(Edenilton Santos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2438546397459161762?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2438546397459161762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2438546397459161762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2438546397459161762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2438546397459161762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/quando-eu-escrevo.html' title='Quando eu escrevo...'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1072680063338581436</id><published>2011-08-10T00:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:21:42.986-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evanescence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Evanescence 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://revistaclips.com/images/2011/01/evanescence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://revistaclips.com/images/2011/01/evanescence.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Para o bem de todos e felicidade geral da nação dia ao povo que eles estão de volta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Depois de quase cinco anos após o lançamento de &lt;i&gt;The Open Door&lt;/i&gt;, Amy Lee e sua trupe retorna ao cenário musical. O terceiro álbum intitulado &lt;i&gt;Evanescence &lt;/i&gt;tem estréia prevista para o dia 11 de outubro. Nessa terça-feira, 9 de agosto, foi divulgado &lt;i&gt;What You Want&lt;/i&gt;, primeira música de trabalho. Segundo Amy, um dos motivos para a escolha do título do álbum é que essa é a primeira vez que um disco da banda foi composto com a participação de todos e não apenas por ela e um colaborador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O Evanescence está na estrada desde 1995. De lá pra cá a banda passou por várias modificações. Amy Lee é a única integrante da formação original. O grupo passou por altos e baixos, dentre os momentos mais marcantes está a saída de Ben Moody em 2003. São dois álbuns de estúdio até o momento, dois Grammy Awards na estante e mais de 24 milhões de discos vendidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ouço essa banda há um bom tempo, é uma das minhas três favoritas. Sentia falta de ver eles na mídia. Outro dia estava lendo um texto escrito por Ben Moody no qual ele mostrava a sua versão da saída da banda e o desentendimento com a vocalista. O cara é um gênio. Seria muito bom se um dia pudéssemos ver outro fruto da antiga parceria Moody/Lee, e é muito triste saber que provavelmente isso nunca mais vá acontecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;♫ &lt;b&gt;Ouça &lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What You Want" →&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;object height="25" width="62"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/OTLzWGIL-iI?hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/OTLzWGIL-iI?hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="62" height="25"&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTLzWGIL-iI?hl=en"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gtaero.net/ytmusic/play.png" alt="Play" style="border:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #686868; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;"...Ainda há tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Feche os olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 38px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Apenas o amor vai te trazer pra casa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #686868; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="height: 38px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #686868; line-height: 19px;"&gt;(Trecho de&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;What You Want - Evanescence)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1072680063338581436?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1072680063338581436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1072680063338581436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1072680063338581436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1072680063338581436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/evanescence-2011.html' title='Evanescence 2011'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2500818594006370345</id><published>2011-08-07T01:45:00.019-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:21:52.952-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avril Lavigne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Martin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backstreet Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N&apos; Sync'/><title type='text'>Max Martin - Uma fábrica de hits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s11.allstarpics.net/images/orig/m/s/msxugalcopn1xsgn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://s11.allstarpics.net/images/orig/m/s/msxugalcopn1xsgn.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max Martin, produtor musical e compositor sueco.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Você saberia dizer o que&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Britney Spears,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Backstreet Boys, Avril Lavigne,&amp;nbsp;P!nk,&amp;nbsp;Simple Plan, Katy Perry e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;'N Sync&amp;nbsp;tem em comum? Sim, por trás de um grande cantor há sempre um bom produtor. Você pode até nunca ter ouvido falar em Max Martin, mas certamente já ouviu alguma música produzida por esse maluco. Martin não só produziu como também compôs vários hits que lideraram as paradas musicais em vários lugares do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Vários produtores musicais até podem se dar ao luxo de lançar várias músicas ao mesmo tempo, mas poucos têm o prazer de emplacar vários hits em sequência. Max Martin além de produzir também compôs muitos sucessos, ele é o responsável por&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"…Baby One More Time"&lt;/i&gt; o primeiro single de Britney Spears. É dele também a grudenta&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Everybody&lt;/i&gt; dos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Backstreet Boys. Max também produziu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a canção &lt;i&gt;Teenage Dream&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;de Katy Perry e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smile&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;de Avril Lavigne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Segue abaixo algumas músicas em que Max Martin trabalhou. Agora diz aí: Você é ou não é fã do trabalho do cara?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="152" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6M6samPEMpM" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="152" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_ZcmuKsyvzg" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="152" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tQmEd_UeeIk" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="152" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qzU9OrZlKb8" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="152" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kTHNpusq654" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="152" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nJ3ZM8FDBlg" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2500818594006370345?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2500818594006370345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2500818594006370345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2500818594006370345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2500818594006370345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/uma-fabrica-de-hits-chamada-max-martin.html' title='Max Martin - Uma fábrica de hits'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6M6samPEMpM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-4064854033888755360</id><published>2011-08-04T22:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T22:41:37.629-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>Um ano fora de casa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adoracaodiaria.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/pe-na-estrada.jpg?w=614" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://adoracaodiaria.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/pe-na-estrada.jpg?w=614" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ontem fez exatamente um ano que cheguei em Gyn para ficar. Confesso que não achava que fosse ter coragem de sair de casa, fiquei duas semanas sem abrir algumas caixas ou desfazer algumas malas. Sempre fui caseiro, criado na barra da saia da mamãe. O mais difícil em sair em busca de um sonho é o medo de voltar sem realizá-lo. Mas agora estou tranquilo, as coisas vão muito bem, obrigado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Sinto que&amp;nbsp;rejuvenesci alguns anos. Sim, rejuvenesci. Porque eu era um ranzinza de 19 anos, de mal com o mundo e que odiava tudo e a todos. Talvez essa seja a coisa de que mais me arrependo, de descontar minhas frustrações em quem não tinha nada a ver. Hoje, incrivelmente, não reclamo do mundo. E as pessoas? São incríveis... Sério!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A parte triste de ficar longe de casa, é ter que ficar longe da família. A parte mais chata é ter que cozinhar, detesto. Viva o São Miojo (e que a minha mãe não leia isso). A parte mais estranha? ...Pegar o boleto de energia, água e não poder dizer: &lt;i&gt;Manhê, chegou a conta d'água!&lt;/i&gt; Aff! Crianças não cresçam, os adultos pagam contas, isso é aterrorizante, quase não sobra para os doces. Sério, de novo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Não vou dizer que sair de casa me deixou responsável porque isso, modéstia parte, sempre fui. Mãe fica tranquila, tá?! Beijo, SUA LINDA! *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: Já estou pensando no próximo destino, rsrsrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-4064854033888755360?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/4064854033888755360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=4064854033888755360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4064854033888755360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4064854033888755360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-ano-fora-de-casa.html' title='Um ano fora de casa...'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-6332103136353596317</id><published>2011-07-31T18:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:23:20.732-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Era do Rádio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woody Allen'/><title type='text'>A Era do Rádio - Woody Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DT2zEpxEApk/TjXFcvJy0iI/AAAAAAAAA9k/JfGtaWRMmss/s1600/A+era+do+r%25C3%25A1dio+woddy+allen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DT2zEpxEApk/TjXFcvJy0iI/AAAAAAAAA9k/JfGtaWRMmss/s400/A+era+do+r%25C3%25A1dio+woddy+allen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A Era do Rádio é um filme do diretor norte-americano Woody Allen lançado em 1983. O filme&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;mostra&amp;nbsp;as lembranças de um garoto&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;baseado nas décadas de 30 e 40, período em que o rádio foi bastante popular e influente não só nos Estados Unidos como no mundo inteiro&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O filme em si é uma aula sobre o rádio nesse período além de ser, na minha opinião, uma obra-prima. Um dos momentos mais interessantes do filme é quando se faz referência ao programa de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Orson Welles&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;inspirado no livro&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;A Guerra dos Mundos&lt;/i&gt;, que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;simulou a invasão de alieníginas à Terr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;a.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Além de mostrar como o rádio fazia parte do cotidiano das pessoas, a história também mostra como as personalidades do rádio trabalhavam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;O filme além de tudo ainda é bem gostoso de ver, muito divertido e com diálogos inteligentes. Outra coisa que gosto muito é da referência feita a Carmem Miranda. "Mega-indico".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="367" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-j-7FdyG_KE" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-6332103136353596317?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/6332103136353596317/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=6332103136353596317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6332103136353596317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6332103136353596317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/era-do-radio-woody-allen.html' title='A Era do Rádio - Woody Allen'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DT2zEpxEApk/TjXFcvJy0iI/AAAAAAAAA9k/JfGtaWRMmss/s72-c/A+era+do+r%25C3%25A1dio+woddy+allen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8334094466973514626</id><published>2011-07-30T01:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T01:42:28.256-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neville longbottom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas'/><title type='text'>Neville Longbottom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Px5Tivt8-nU/TP9zAShid1I/AAAAAAAAALc/VttT2q7tGgs/s1600/neville-longbottom2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Px5Tivt8-nU/TP9zAShid1I/AAAAAAAAALc/VttT2q7tGgs/s200/neville-longbottom2.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Neville, interpretado por&amp;nbsp;Matthew Lewis&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Feliz Aniversário Neville Longbottom. Isso mesmo, hoje, 30 de julho, é o aniversário de um de meus personagens favoritos. De acordo com a história da britânica&amp;nbsp;J. K. Rowling, Neville completa hoje 31 anos de idade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Nascido em 1980, Neville foi estudante de Hogwarts tendo pertencido à Grifinória. Sua matéria favorita era Herbologia. Embora fosse bastante desastrado, ele tinha habilidade com as plantas,&amp;nbsp;um dos motivos para a escolha de seu nome, pois nos livros de&amp;nbsp;J. R. R. Tolkien (autor de O Senhor dos Anéis e O Hobbit e uma das influências de Rowling)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;folha de Longbottom é uma variedade de erva de fumo. Seu sapo de estimação atende pelo nome de Trevo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Neville é filho de Frank e Alice Longbottom. Eles eram aurores e membros da Ordem da Fênix, foram&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;torturados com a maldição&amp;nbsp;Cruciatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;por&amp;nbsp;Belatriz Lestrange e Bartô Crouch Jr. Desde a tragédia com os pais Neville passou a ser criado pela avó paterna. No fim do último livro ele se torna professor de Herbologia em Hogwarts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ainda fico na dúvida se o meu personagem favorito da saga Harry Potter é&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Snape ou Neville. Neville Longbottom cresceu durante a história e aprendeu a ter confiança em si mesmo, talvez essa seja a principal lição que ele deixou. Enfim, feliz aniversário Neville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8334094466973514626?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8334094466973514626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8334094466973514626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8334094466973514626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8334094466973514626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/neville-longbottom.html' title='Neville Longbottom'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Px5Tivt8-nU/TP9zAShid1I/AAAAAAAAALc/VttT2q7tGgs/s72-c/neville-longbottom2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-5534586227577105543</id><published>2011-07-29T03:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T03:12:59.599-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>Eu ainda guardo a sua fotografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdNsa1ujK7c/TazxaH39u_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y12x6f1iwQs/s1600/romantico.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdNsa1ujK7c/TazxaH39u_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y12x6f1iwQs/s320/romantico.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eu nunca me pergunto o que falta para eu ser completamente feliz. Eu sei exatamente o que é. Bem, todo mundo dizia que amor de colegial passa rápido. Ok, mas quanto tempo isso pode durar? Oito anos parecem muito pra mim e sinto que vem mais oito por aí.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Porque a gente não esquece aquilo ou aquela pessoa que a gente sabe que tem que esquecer?&amp;nbsp;Senhor, será que é pedir demais para encontrar a tampa da minha panela? Aquela que eu quero não serve, infelizmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O pior de tudo é saber que é tudo culpa minha. Ou não. Que raiva! Sou eu contra eu o tempo todo. Como me arrependo de ter ficado calado. Mas talvez falar não tivesse adiantado muito, porque sei que as palavras perfeitas nunca passaram pela minha mente, pelo menos não nessas ocasiões. Não que eu seja desastrado, mas pessoas normais sentem pavor na possibilidade de decepcionar pessoas especiais. Eu sou assim. Acho que ela não era normal, ou talvez eu não fosse especial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Desculpem-me garotas, mas vocês que reclamam da falta de homens românticos, uma dica: Está faltando princesas no mercado! E não falo de beleza física.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ah, se eu pudesse voltar no tempo... Porque muita gente diz que sou complicado? Onde clico para nascer de novo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.: Se você estiver lendo isso: Ainda te amo SUA LINDA!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma música que fala por mim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="286" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hPC2Fp7IT7o" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #686868; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Queria que você soubesse que adoro o jeito que você sorri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quero te abraçar bem forte e levar sua dor pra bem longe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu guardo a sua fotografia, e eu sei que ela me faz bem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quero te abraçar bem forte e roubar sua dor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque eu fico em pedaços quando estou solitário&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E eu não me sinto bem quando você vai embora..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;Trecho de &lt;i&gt;Broken&lt;/i&gt; (Seether ft. Amy Lee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-5534586227577105543?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/5534586227577105543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=5534586227577105543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5534586227577105543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/5534586227577105543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/eu-ainda-guardo-sua-fotografia.html' title='Eu ainda guardo a sua fotografia'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdNsa1ujK7c/TazxaH39u_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y12x6f1iwQs/s72-c/romantico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-3715643093862029329</id><published>2011-07-23T09:44:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:51:54.579-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comédia'/><title type='text'>Cilada.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wp.clicrbs.com.br/blogerlerina/files/2011/07/cilada_com_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://wp.clicrbs.com.br/blogerlerina/files/2011/07/cilada_com_1.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Para quem gosta de cinema nacional, essa é uma boa dica. E para quem não gosta é uma excelente dica. Cilada.com foi escrito e estrelado por Bruno Mazzeo, tem direção de José Alvarenga Jr. (Divã)&amp;nbsp;e traz no elenco Fernanda Paes Lemes, Carol Castro, Augusto Madeira, Serjão Loroza, Fulvio Stefanini e&amp;nbsp;Dani Calabresa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;O filme é uma comédia romântica e conta a história de Bruno (Bruno Mazzeo) e Fernanda (Fernanda Paes Lemes). Após ser traída na frente do amigos e familiares em uma festa de casamento, Fernanda resolve se vingar do namorado postando na internet um vídeo de uma transa do casal com 12 segundos de duração. Além de tentar levantar sua moral novamente, Bruno passa por situações&amp;nbsp;inusitadas&amp;nbsp;para reconquistar a confiança da namorada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Na minha humilde opinião, o filme é uma chuva de clichês e em alguns momentos é meio pastelão. Mas é divertido de se ver, arranca boas gargalhadas. Os cenários são elegantes e a trilha sonora é perfeita, com destaque para a música "Por tudo que for" de Lobão, que foi regravada especialmente para o filme. A graça também fica por conta da canção "Oops… coloquei uma foto sua pelada na internet" (Os Gutemberg) que arranca gargalhadas enquanto os créditos do filme sobem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="143" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Nx3Y1q4isck" width="200"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="143" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bpRyilQkALM" width="200"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rusEUGm3zAc" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-3715643093862029329?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/3715643093862029329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=3715643093862029329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3715643093862029329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/3715643093862029329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/ciladacom.html' title='Cilada.com'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Nx3Y1q4isck/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8285573182204963990</id><published>2011-07-22T03:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T03:23:01.282-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>Vamos sorrir?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_lhKdZBbzY/TikVyAOiJXI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YPOY1x6Hdr8/s1600/chifrinhos+amigos.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_lhKdZBbzY/TikVyAOiJXI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YPOY1x6Hdr8/s320/chifrinhos+amigos.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vamos sorrir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorria para o mundo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mostre que está contente,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorria abobalhado,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feito um louco demente.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deixe um amigo sorrir,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faça ele feliz,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olhe nos olhos dele,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enfie o dedo no nariz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crie uma história,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Invente outro planeta,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conte uma piada,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faça uma careta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Espante o mau humor,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amoleça os nervos de aço,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dance a &lt;i&gt;Macarena&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vire um palhaço.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jogue tudo para o alto,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Improvise uma festa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só não cuspa para cima,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pois pode voltar na testa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Junte os seus amigos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mostre língua, faça bico,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fazer sozinho é ser otário,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em conjunto é só um mico.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faça pose, tire fotos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Porque isso é ser feliz,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só não esqueça os chifrinhos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bem naquela hora do “xis”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;(Edenilton Santos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8285573182204963990?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8285573182204963990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8285573182204963990&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8285573182204963990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8285573182204963990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/vamos-sorrir.html' title='Vamos sorrir?'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_lhKdZBbzY/TikVyAOiJXI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YPOY1x6Hdr8/s72-c/chifrinhos+amigos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-7512916517981078017</id><published>2011-07-17T23:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:23:46.771-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lixo extraordinário'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vik muniz'/><title type='text'>Lixo Extraordinário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWX-t7VfLiA/TZUV_OXx0hI/AAAAAAAABVc/B_C0K3axe3M/s1600/lixo_extraordinario_suelen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWX-t7VfLiA/TZUV_OXx0hI/AAAAAAAABVc/B_C0K3axe3M/s1600/lixo_extraordinario_suelen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Há algum tempo atrás, pouco antes do Oscar 2011, fiz um post sobre esse documentário. Hoje pude assistí-lo. Superou todas as expectativas, é simplesmente envolvente. Geralmente os filmes que mais gosto são fictícios, gosto de ver até onde vai a criatividade e/ou loucura dos cineastas. Lixo Extraordinário chama a atenção por que fez da realidade uma obra de arte. Fascinante, ou melhor, extraordinário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Os personagens são muito interessantes, e o melhor, reais. Foi divertido e emocionante ver Isis mostrando sua história. Comovente ver Suelem na luta para criar os filhos. Foi excitante ver Magna orgulhosa do trabalho: "Ela quer que todos saibam que eles estão muito felizes". A única parte triste foi saber da morte de Valter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Depois desse filme, só tenho uma coisa a dizer: Alô você que se sente diferente por ter problemas. QUER SER DIFERENTE: NÃO TENHA PROBLEMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Veja o filme completo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="367" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/udpDCiLrg4k" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lixo Extraordinário foi produzido pelos diretores brasileiros João Jardim e Karen Harley e pela diretora britânica Lucy Walker.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Eu prefiro ser um cara que quer tudo e não tem nada, do que ser o cara que tem tudo e não quer mais nada. Porque sua vida, pelo menos enquanto você não tem nada e está querendo alguma coisa, ela tem um significado. Ela está valendo a pena ser vivida. No momento em que você acha que já tem tudo, você começa a procurar significado em outras coisas. Eu passei metade da minha vida querendo tudo e não tendo nada. E eu estou passando uma fase que eu tenho tudo e não quero nada. Eu começo ver as coisas de uma forma mais simples hoje em dia. Não tenho tanta ambição material como eu tinha antigamente. Eu era pobre, eu só queria ter coisas materiais, eu só queria ter coisas. E eu tive que comprar muita porcaria para poder me livrar desse complexo." (Vik Muniz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-7512916517981078017?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/7512916517981078017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=7512916517981078017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/7512916517981078017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/7512916517981078017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/lixo-extraordinario.html' title='Lixo Extraordinário'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWX-t7VfLiA/TZUV_OXx0hI/AAAAAAAABVc/B_C0K3axe3M/s72-c/lixo_extraordinario_suelen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-6168975158901485819</id><published>2011-07-14T01:14:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:50:59.147-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criança'/><title type='text'>Eternamente criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://diganaoaerotizacaoinfantil.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/childrentv_wide.jpg?w=500" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://diganaoaerotizacaoinfantil.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/childrentv_wide.jpg?w=500" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Eternamente criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Até parece que foi ontem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Que eu brincava pelos corredores,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Arriscava o primeiro beijo,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Descobria outros amores.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Até parece que foi ontem,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Que eu escrevia a primeira cartinha,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Abreviava, usava códigos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;E antes de enviar lia, relia e refazia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Acho que não é mais tão divertido,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Alcançar os doces na geladeira,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Não há mais adrenalina,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;O que era ouro virou besteira.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Acho que não gostei de crescer,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Quero de volta os meus oito anos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Dez reais hoje não compram nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Naquela época dava até pro oceano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Talvez isso seja passageiro,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Talvez seja só mais uma mudança,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Mas eu sei que aqui dentro de mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Serei eternamente uma criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;(Edenilton Santos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Fazia uma tempão que eu não escrevia uma poesia, foi bom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Continuo com a minha temática favorita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Espero que tenham gostado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;E pra encerrar, um vídeo que gosto muito:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 13.65pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -0.4pt;"&gt;Pedro Bandeira declama "Mais respeito, eu sou criança!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D2ZG2ccuWUo" width="320"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/8691617519517689849-6168975158901485819?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/6168975158901485819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=6168975158901485819&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6168975158901485819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/6168975158901485819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/eternamente-crianca.html' title='Eternamente criança'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D2ZG2ccuWUo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-451327221395936209</id><published>2011-07-10T00:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T00:16:04.458-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faculdade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puc goiás'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fubazada news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornalismo'/><title type='text'>Fubazada News - 3.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D0njCuFEWbM" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="198" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IdYAg0rU9JI" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="198" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BGD-omgvX7g" width="215"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto as férias não acabam, postando aqui os vídeos da tchurma da faculdade.&lt;br /&gt;Já estou com saudade do corre com os trabalhos da facul! Tá, isso foi nerd.&lt;br /&gt;Mas enquanto isso, saindo fresquinho o terceiro vídeo da "Fubazada".&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Blogueiros que aparecem nesses vídeos:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://imperfeitofeito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guilherme Ataíde&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lary-di-lua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laryssa Machado&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixituptogether.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana Elisa&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vidaasavessas2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bonny Henrique&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://danybells.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniela Monteiro&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://diariodegregosetroianos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dâmares Quitério&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elesqueremumlar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gabriela Benunes&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mmameireles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mirella Abreu&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e &lt;a href="http://campodedebate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aldenne Lopes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;INDICO TODOS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-451327221395936209?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/451327221395936209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=451327221395936209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/451327221395936209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/451327221395936209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/fubazada-news-30.html' title='Fubazada News - 3.0'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D0njCuFEWbM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8734123932871969637</id><published>2011-07-07T00:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T00:40:26.770-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hermione granger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rony weasley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna lovegood'/><title type='text'>Sim, eu estive em Hogwarts!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgLQiwFsVcE/ThUi5PB8CJI/AAAAAAAAA5M/MbjFTr5hA9c/s1600/harry+potter+-+Edenilton.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgLQiwFsVcE/ThUi5PB8CJI/AAAAAAAAA5M/MbjFTr5hA9c/s640/harry+potter+-+Edenilton.PNG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Provando que o meu post anterior não é fake! E aproveitando para revelar o meu segredo: eu sou membro da Ordem da Fênix!&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/8691617519517689849-8734123932871969637?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8734123932871969637/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8734123932871969637&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8734123932871969637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8734123932871969637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/sim-eu-estive-em-hogwarts.html' title='Sim, eu estive em Hogwarts!!!'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgLQiwFsVcE/ThUi5PB8CJI/AAAAAAAAA5M/MbjFTr5hA9c/s72-c/harry+potter+-+Edenilton.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1806653484128176621</id><published>2011-07-05T02:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T09:56:47.668-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hermione granger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viajei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rony weasley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna lovegood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hogwarts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neville longbottom'/><title type='text'>Pergaminhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upurs.us/image/26346.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://upurs.us/image/26346.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Bem, todos que me conhecem sabem que eu sou super fã de Harry Potter.&amp;nbsp;E esse clima de "despedida" está me deixando meio surtando. Acho que agora, mais do que nunca, sonho com minha estadia em Hogwarts, e podem achar estranho, mas eu estive com Harry até o fim.&amp;nbsp;Cresci junto com os personagens. A saga de J.K. Rowling é fascinante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Harry, Rony e Hermione foram por um bom tempo a minha válvula de escape, e talvez sejam para sempre.&amp;nbsp;Eu simplesmente esqueço de todos os problemas e viajo na história.&amp;nbsp;Espero poder dividir essa magia um dia com meus filhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;... porque essa magia nunca vai acabar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E aproveito para mostrar os pergaminhos que recebi de meus eternos companheiros!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4CA68fAZgI/ThKbPCIvrMI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Cuzn3Qtdmds/s1600/pergaminho+neville+longbottom.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4CA68fAZgI/ThKbPCIvrMI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Cuzn3Qtdmds/s320/pergaminho+neville+longbottom.JPG" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i14J4t1vCGM/ThKX0BXXpII/AAAAAAAAA48/4tP6-yLBdwo/s1600/pergaminho+luna+lovegood.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i14J4t1vCGM/ThKX0BXXpII/AAAAAAAAA48/4tP6-yLBdwo/s320/pergaminho+luna+lovegood.JPG" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUpiwvtDUyg/ThKSdPNZMVI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uQEIF5AiUuk/s1600/pergaminho+rony++-+Harry+Potter.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUpiwvtDUyg/ThKSdPNZMVI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uQEIF5AiUuk/s400/pergaminho+rony++-+Harry+Potter.JPG" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGnF1RA1S6c/ThKSe9nvEMI/AAAAAAAAA44/Q-7nQQVKzqo/s1600/pergaminho+Harry.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGnF1RA1S6c/ThKSe9nvEMI/AAAAAAAAA44/Q-7nQQVKzqo/s400/pergaminho+Harry.JPG" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLy24bv_mWk/ThKSeLlUCaI/AAAAAAAAA40/our08VHnlIY/s1600/pergaminho++Hermione.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLy24bv_mWk/ThKSeLlUCaI/AAAAAAAAA40/our08VHnlIY/s400/pergaminho++Hermione.JPG" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.tinypic.com/e6c300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/e6c300.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 47px; line-height: 54px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="286" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JV7dRAcbl9M" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 35pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;→ Accio 15 de Julho! ←&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1806653484128176621?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1806653484128176621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1806653484128176621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1806653484128176621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1806653484128176621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/pergaminhos.html' title='Pergaminhos...'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4CA68fAZgI/ThKbPCIvrMI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Cuzn3Qtdmds/s72-c/pergaminho+neville+longbottom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-8222085044400266537</id><published>2011-07-01T21:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T21:25:47.022-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minha Razão de Viver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornalismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel Wainer'/><title type='text'>Samuel Wainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reporterrondon.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/878180_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://reporterrondon.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/878180_4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Samuel Wainer foi um dos mais importantes jornalistas brasileiros. Dono do jornal &lt;i&gt;Última Hora&lt;/i&gt; (1951-1971) que tinha como "padrinho" Getúlio Vargas. A &lt;i&gt;Última Hora&lt;/i&gt; era um veículo que seguia o governo de Vargas, logo a classe trabalhadora era bem representada, o que contrariava a concorrência, dentre eles &amp;nbsp;o&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Tribuna da Imprensa&lt;/i&gt; de Carlos Lacerda e o império de Chateubriand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;        &lt;/span&gt;Wainer tinha em seu jornal grandes colaboradores como &amp;nbsp;Jorge Amado, Nelson Rodrigues e Chacrinha. Nascido na Rússia, se passou por paulista porque naquela época não era permitido que um estrangeiro fosse proprietário de um veículo de imprensa. Razão da CPI que tentou desmascará-lo e provar que ele não era brasileiro. Com o apoio de alguns intelectuais, que depuseram à seu favor, seu segredo foi mantido até o lançamento de &lt;i&gt;Minha Razão de Viver&lt;/i&gt;, vinte e cinco anos após a sua morte. De acordo com as contas de Samuel Wainer, nessa época todos os seus "comparsas" já teriam morrido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;    &lt;/span&gt;A imprensa nesse período esteve bastante próxima aos partidos políticos, o que não é tão diferente hoje em dia. O governo era capitalista. O período de do governo de Vargas teve os prós e os contras, por um lado trouxe melhorias para a classe trabalhadora, por outro censurou a imprensa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;O sucesso de &lt;i&gt;Última Hora&lt;/i&gt; durou vinte anos, sobreviveu  após a morte de Getúlio Vargas, mas não à ditadura militar (1964-1985). Em 1971 fechou as portas. Samuel Wainer morreu em 1980 e &lt;i&gt;Minha Razão de Viver&lt;/i&gt;, livro com suas memórias, só foi lançado em 2005, vinte e cinco anos após o seu falecimento, como ele mesmo havia solicitado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qjhPz3ZhqM/SbBgkcio0BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UhueeworC5c/s320/Samuel+Wainer+e+Get%C3%BAlio+Vargas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img 320px;"="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qjhPz3ZhqM/SbBgkcio0BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UhueeworC5c/s320/Samuel+Wainer+e+Get%C3%BAlio+Vargas.jpg" width:="" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Samuel Wainer e Getúlio Vargas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="145" src="http://www.blogdacomunicacao.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/jornal-samuel.jpg" style="height: 277px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; width: 320px;" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Samuel Wainer observa a impressão de seu jornal.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;P.S.: Li esse livro (Minha Razão de Viver) para uma prova da faculdade, indico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-8222085044400266537?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/8222085044400266537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=8222085044400266537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8222085044400266537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/8222085044400266537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/07/samuel-wainer.html' title='Samuel Wainer'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4qjhPz3ZhqM/SbBgkcio0BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UhueeworC5c/s72-c/Samuel+Wainer+e+Get%C3%BAlio+Vargas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-2111937662454938277</id><published>2011-06-30T21:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:01:17.604-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mineiros - GO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ídolos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karielle Gontijo'/><title type='text'>Karielle Gontijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sWB-Lm6pUM/Td0RJ25s9lI/AAAAAAAABF8/ar_VEr3OwXg/s400/karielle_gontijo_idolos_2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sWB-Lm6pUM/Td0RJ25s9lI/AAAAAAAABF8/ar_VEr3OwXg/s400/karielle_gontijo_idolos_2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Confesso que nunca fui de ouvir música sertaneja, aliás já falei muito mal do gênero (mas eu era um adolescente, logo, achava-me dono da verdade). E como hoje sou uma metamorfose ambulante, eis que surge Karielle Gontijo para mudar o meu conceito. Confesso que no início a minha torcida por ela no "Ídolos 2011" era por ela ser de Mineiros-GO, terra muito querida, pois foi onde me criei e também é o lugar onde conheci pessoas incríveis. Mas Karielle é realmente muito talentosa, tem uma voz incrível.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;E desde já declaro que o CD dela vai ser o primeiro de música sertaneja que eu vou comprar. E com muito orgulho!!! Mineiros tem uma representante à altura. Boa sorte Karielle e que tudo dê certo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="230" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2iAl5r9Z0pA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe width="230" height="202" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f7A8SAtG_rQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-2111937662454938277?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/2111937662454938277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=2111937662454938277&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2111937662454938277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/2111937662454938277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/06/karielle-gontijo.html' title='Karielle Gontijo'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sWB-Lm6pUM/Td0RJ25s9lI/AAAAAAAABF8/ar_VEr3OwXg/s72-c/karielle_gontijo_idolos_2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-4276406947695793516</id><published>2011-06-29T00:34:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T01:56:28.085-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagarelei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='textos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blorkutando'/><title type='text'>Tudo que eu sempre quis ouvir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAGPYYvX66YPrGNbKTxkK8c_1EqLOLkBpWHvhwWnQ6Nz6xG79BLjEcgF6abLrnV86hWaNJLqBIZ_y1pFgJSqsHKgAm1T1UN0JHi14OFSWICZ9T9tcVzmCvYIv.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/PQAAAGPYYvX66YPrGNbKTxkK8c_1EqLOLkBpWHvhwWnQ6Nz6xG79BLjEcgF6abLrnV86hWaNJLqBIZ_y1pFgJSqsHKgAm1T1UN0JHi14OFSWICZ9T9tcVzmCvYIv.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nunca foi novidade para os conhecidos que o lugar mais óbvio de se encontrar Peter fosse na biblioteca. Mas naquele dia ele estava no lugar certo e na hora certa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma estante o separava de alguns soluços que ele podia notar, entre os exemplares de Monteiro Lobato, que saíam debaixo de belos e longos cachos avermelhados. Aliás, os aqueles cachos o perseguia desde a 5ª série. Foi impossível se concentrar na leitura, o que até o fez se irritar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Tem uma placa bem ali que diz “silêncio”. Disse ele escondendo-se detrás de “O morro dos ventos uivantes”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Você não está falando comigo, está? Respondeu ela, agora serrando os olhos ainda cheios de lágrimas e folheando algo sobre Paris.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peter não perdeu a oportunidade de contorcer um sorriso que deixava bem claro que ele queria dizer: “eu estou adorando essa cena”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foram uns quinze minutos de silêncio, e ele permaneceu na mesma página porque obviamente não tinha mais cabeça para a leitura. E também ficou ali porque não queria demonstrar que estava sentindo alguma espécie de calafrio na barriga. Peter também tinha a certeza de que não daria dois passos sem deixar um livro cair ou esbarrar em alguma estante. Não que ele fosse extremamente desastrado, mas sempre que ela estava por perto algo de “inusitado” acontecia.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- É por isso que você está sempre sozinho, sabia. Você conhece algum outro lugar desse colégio que não seja a biblioteca? Isso é muito nerd. E nerd = retardado.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- É, biblioteca é mesmo um lugar de nerds, ou pessoas estudiosas e inteligentes, se você for mais gentil. O mais curioso é que eu nunca te encontro por aqui. E curioso = óbvio.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Nossa! Você já foi mais gentil. O que foi, tirou um nove e meio e por isso está tão nervoso? Ou tudo isso é porque eu nunca quis nada com você?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Nossa! Você já foi mais humilde. Tudo isso é porque ganhou uma estrela na calçada da fama, ou porque alguém te disse um “não”. Relaxa, vai por mim, você vai sobreviver.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os cachos voltaram a cobrir o rosto da garota, quando ela abaixou a cabeça novamente. Peter estava absurdamente em êxtase. Pela primeira vez a deixara sem jeito.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Eu nunca te disse “não”...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Também nunca disse “sim”...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Você nunca veio falar comigo...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Você nunca me deu oportunidade...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Bem, essa é uma oportunidade...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Você é muito especial. E tudo que eu sempre quis foi ficar com você.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Você é incrível. E isso é tudo que eu sempre quis ouvir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esse texto foi escrito para o &lt;a href="http://blorkutando.blogspot.com/2011/06/tema-144-semana.html"&gt;Blorkutando dessa semana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O diálogo terminou como mostra a fotografia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E para encerrar um vídeo que não me canso de ver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="450" height="367" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AaaU34JyM80" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-4276406947695793516?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/4276406947695793516/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=4276406947695793516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4276406947695793516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/4276406947695793516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/06/tudo-que-eu-sempre-quis-ouvir.html' title='Tudo que eu sempre quis ouvir'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AaaU34JyM80/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-1329427451414572673</id><published>2011-06-24T22:26:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T23:05:13.957-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloinques'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasiando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicórnios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='textos'/><title type='text'>Visitando os unicórnios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9D-CtVpuTg/TgU6wkaRYPI/AAAAAAAAA4c/VX_ysEMqxr0/s1600/imagem.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9D-CtVpuTg/TgU6wkaRYPI/AAAAAAAAA4c/VX_ysEMqxr0/s400/imagem.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621964315923931378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A pequ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;ena Sara estava absurdamente encantada com a ideia de ver os unicórnios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Talvez ficassem por ali mesmo, dizia ela, tinha neve e era o lugar perfeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JVLHfKPj52g/TJdwJX76_FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Zc3omzOGL5I/S150/Unicornio+na+neve.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fazia bastante frio, a pista estava molhada e o tempo nublado. Daqui há três horas estaríamos na casa de papai. O tempo passa depressa e vejam só a minha pequena já com oito anos de idade. Sara nunca conheceu o avô, moramos longe e a internet é o que a mantém conectada com ele.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Eu também estava ansioso, pela idéia de voltar para o povoado onde nasci e de rever Dalton. Dalton era o unicórnio de estimação da família, deve estar beirando os cento e cinqüenta anos. E você pode achar que isso é meio estranho, mas Sara se divertiu muito com ele.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;P.S.: Qualquer coisa fora do normal é culpa dos Nargulês. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o_O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8691617519517689849-1329427451414572673?l=jovembrilhante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/feeds/1329427451414572673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8691617519517689849&amp;postID=1329427451414572673&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1329427451414572673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8691617519517689849/posts/default/1329427451414572673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jovembrilhante.blogspot.com/2011/06/visitando-os-unicornios.html' title='Visitando os unicórnios'/><author><name>Edenilton Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15885553791474637834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qa8FRfacbds/TTEVH7ZTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/aocQ2nFLko4/S220/of.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9D-CtVpuTg/TgU6wkaRYPI/AAAAAAAAA4c/VX_ysEMqxr0/s72-c/imagem.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8691617519517689849.post-6503148475020001229</id><published>2011-06-23T21:22:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:14:44.999-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Simple Plan - Get Your Heart On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.global.ciscoeos.com/avatars/487/414/48741411080ba0e3826da131857aac01_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://static.global.ciscoeos.com/avatars/487/414/48741411080ba0e3826da131857aac01_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Essa semana a banda canadense Simple Plan lançou o quarto disco. Sumidos da mídia, o álbum quase passou despercebido pelos fãs. &lt;i&gt;Get Your Heart On&lt;/i&gt; não traz nenhuma novidade no estilo dos rapazes, isso é bom, pelo menos pra mim. Ouvir músicas do Simple Plan me levam de volta à adolescência. Me lembro que  &lt;i&gt;I'm Just a Kid&lt;/i&gt; foi a primeira música que conheci, logo gostei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Welcome To My Life&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Perfect &lt;/i&gt;e &lt;i&gt;Crazy &lt;/i&gt;a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;té hoje estão entre minhas canções favoritas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;O Simple Plan não é uma banda mega-premiada, e também não é muito elogiada pela crítica especializada, mas e daí? Ouvir Perfect curiosamente me leva para a sala do 2º C matutino do CEPA, Colégio Estadual Professora Alice Pereira Alves, um dos lugares mais incríveis qu
