<?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-7414081636401355944</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:48:39.028-02:00</updated><title type='text'>私は</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-2627366139907911899</id><published>2008-07-24T00:48:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:10:15.719-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempestade em copo d'água</title><content type='html'>O caos é engraçado. Pode ser tão horrível e ao mesmo tempo possui seu atrativo (para alguns loucos iguais a mim).&lt;br /&gt;Expresso-me diferentemente. Um "gostar" é confundido com um "não odiar". Na real, eu sempre preciso de uma pessoa para odiar ao máximo, e por mais incrível que possa parecer, isso me deixa extremamente feliz. Ódio e felicidade formam uma mistura excêntrica. Ou talvez não seja ódio. Bem... agora eu mesmo me confundi =P.&lt;br /&gt;Eu me confundi ou me "caotiquei"??&lt;br /&gt;Bem... ééééééé... deixa eu pensar... essa parte do caos que eu acho horrível, termino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não odeio você, apenas prefiro que não fique perto de mim"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-2627366139907911899?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/2627366139907911899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=2627366139907911899' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/2627366139907911899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/2627366139907911899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2008/07/tempestade-em-copo-dgua.html' title='Tempestade em copo d&apos;água'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-3599927575695186134</id><published>2008-05-26T00:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:59:43.608-03:00</updated><title type='text'>... ...</title><content type='html'>Não sentir nada... isso é considerado como uma sensação? Se sim, é algo realmente desesperador...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-3599927575695186134?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/3599927575695186134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=3599927575695186134' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3599927575695186134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3599927575695186134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='... ...'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-3336174033184274272</id><published>2008-05-05T21:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:28:26.965-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Continue</title><content type='html'>Occasionally there will be deaths that are hard to accept... But if you don't get over them, you have no future...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-3336174033184274272?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/3336174033184274272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=3336174033184274272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3336174033184274272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3336174033184274272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-continue.html' title='Just Continue'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-6016248533404827121</id><published>2008-04-10T00:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:31:39.762-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade</title><content type='html'>Como de costume, não escrevo com minhas próprias palavras.&lt;br /&gt;O uso de Ctrl+C e Ctrl+V está se tornando um hábito. De certa forma, pelo menos posso dizer que estou lendo, algo que raramente faço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if anything's absolute anymore&lt;br /&gt;Is there still right and wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Good and bad? Truth and lies?&lt;br /&gt;Or is everything negotiable,left to interpretation, grey&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we're forced to bend the truth, transform it&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're faced with things that are not of our own making&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes things simply catch up to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is still absolute&lt;br /&gt;Believe that&lt;br /&gt;Even when that truth is hard and cold, and more painful than you've ever imagined. And even when truth is more cruel than any lie&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-6016248533404827121?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/6016248533404827121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=6016248533404827121' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6016248533404827121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6016248533404827121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2008/04/verdade.html' title='Verdade'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-6771783907535945226</id><published>2008-04-03T19:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:54:46.625-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Usinagem de Corações</title><content type='html'>"Abençoados os corações flexíveis, pois nunca serão partidos."&lt;br /&gt;- Albert Camus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas eu penso comigo mesmo que se não se partirem, não se curarão. E se não houver cura, não haverá aprendizado. E se não houver aprendizado, não haverá luta. Mas a luta é uma parte da vida. Então, todos os corações precisam ser partidos?"&lt;br /&gt;- resposta de autor desconhecido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-6771783907535945226?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/6771783907535945226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=6771783907535945226' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6771783907535945226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6771783907535945226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2008/04/usinagem-de-coraes.html' title='Usinagem de Corações'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-4431466983422100158</id><published>2008-03-11T23:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:02:27.427-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Investigação</title><content type='html'>Sensação boa a de investigar...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que seja para descobrir algo que foi esquecido...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ao mesmo tempo, é doloroso saber que algo desapareceu de sua mente, sem sequer você notar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Dêem-me os arrependimentos... desde que mantenham-se as boas lembranças...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-4431466983422100158?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/4431466983422100158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=4431466983422100158' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/4431466983422100158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/4431466983422100158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2008/03/investigao.html' title='Investigação'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-743641472735065006</id><published>2008-03-10T23:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:11:12.257-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Demora</title><content type='html'>Espere...&lt;br /&gt;Espere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronto! Finalmente escrevi aqui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;    - O ser humano se supera quando tem que defender uma pessoa muito importante para si. Mas nem sempre a pessoa importante é uma pessoa boa.&lt;br /&gt;    - Será mesmo? Não há possibilidade de achar uma pessoa má importante.&lt;br /&gt;    - Não. Mesmo sabendo que a pessoa é má... ela ajuda a vencer a solidão...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não desejo essa forma de solidão para ninguém... depender de uma pessoa má para vencê-la, isso é realmente uma pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-743641472735065006?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/743641472735065006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=743641472735065006' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/743641472735065006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/743641472735065006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2008/03/demora.html' title='Demora'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-6617367672303889323</id><published>2007-11-29T23:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:11:07.845-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Escrevendo por escrever...</title><content type='html'>"Já pressentiu algo que não pode ser previsto??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa frase parece não ter sentido algum em certos momentos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-6617367672303889323?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/6617367672303889323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=6617367672303889323' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6617367672303889323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6617367672303889323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/11/escrevendo-por-escrever.html' title='Escrevendo por escrever...'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-8590110858899472570</id><published>2007-10-24T17:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:39:47.071-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Força Tarefa Cidadã</title><content type='html'>Mais de um mês sem escrever nada...&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tento sempre ler alguma coisa interessante para se colocar aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://ftc.ufsc.googlepages.com/"&gt;http://ftc.ufsc.googlepages.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há muitas coisas para se ler nessa página, mas é interessante. Talvez alguns discordem de muitas coisas escritas, eu não os condeno, nem os desrespeito, afinal, eu sou uma pessoa cujos atos nem sempre condizem com meus pensamentos nem com minhas palavras. Momentaneamente, algumas idéias mudam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-8590110858899472570?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/8590110858899472570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=8590110858899472570' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/8590110858899472570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/8590110858899472570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/10/fora-tarefa-cidad.html' title='Força Tarefa Cidadã'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-5386543752972823281</id><published>2007-09-20T15:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T16:21:12.228-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairspray</title><content type='html'>"&lt;br /&gt;Cause the world keeps spinnin round and round&lt;br /&gt;And my heart's keepin time to the speed of sound&lt;br /&gt;I was lost 'til I heard the drums, then I found my way&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can't stop the beat!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- trecho da música "You can't stop the beat", cantada no filme "Hairspray"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assisti a esse filme há quatro dias atrás, foi realmente bom, tanto pela companhia, como pelo próprio filme!&lt;br /&gt;Não me recordo de ter saído de um filme dançando ou cantando(tentando dançar e cantar !!), mas acho que nesse, saímos assim.&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray é um musical, e suas músicas são realmente boas, animadas. É muito difícil alguém se sentir mal ouvindo a música acima. Outra música bastante gostosa de se ouvir é "Without Love". Para quem gosta de musicais, recomendo assistirem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-5386543752972823281?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/5386543752972823281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=5386543752972823281' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/5386543752972823281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/5386543752972823281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/09/hairspray.html' title='Hairspray'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-3563490134997321744</id><published>2007-09-09T23:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:32:28.229-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrição</title><content type='html'>Fiz um quiz para saber que poder sobrenatural eu teria. O resultado foi invisibilidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="quizilla" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/1emoboi1/quizzes/What+supernatural+power+would+you+have%3F+%28Anime+pics%21%29"&gt;Quiz aqui!&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.anime-source.com/banzai/images/dvd_reviews/gantz02/scene_2v1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Invisibility!&lt;br /&gt;Ever just wanted to disappear? Or find out what goes on when you're not there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creio ser uma pessoa discreta, e seria mais ainda se fosse invisível hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito de pessoas que são discretas... Não reclamo de pessoas que são bonitas, ou que se vestem de forma peculiar. O que não suporto são aquelas pessoas que fazem coisas para chamar a atenção, ou que agem de forma muito chamativa. Atos dizem mais do que palavras e aparências, é o que penso...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-3563490134997321744?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/3563490134997321744/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=3563490134997321744' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3563490134997321744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3563490134997321744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/09/discrio.html' title='Discrição'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-6863076413211263326</id><published>2007-09-07T02:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T03:42:42.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Erros</title><content type='html'>"Não existe privacidade que não possa ser penetrada. Nenhum segredo pode ser mantido num mundo civilizado. Sociedade é uma bola mascarada, onde todos escondem seu verdadeiro caráter. E então o revela, escondendo-o."&lt;br /&gt;- Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentiras não duram para sempre. Uma hora até você mesmo se engana, ou a farsa é revelada. A verdade pode ser cruel, mas viver motivado por um erro é trágico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-6863076413211263326?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/6863076413211263326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=6863076413211263326' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6863076413211263326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6863076413211263326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/09/erros.html' title='Erros'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-6601660829655913912</id><published>2007-08-31T01:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T15:14:22.618-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento</title><content type='html'>"Parece-me que se você ou eu devemos escolher entre dois cursos de pensamento ou ação, deveríamos nos lembrar de nossa morte e tentar assim, viver para que ela não traga nenhum prazer ao mundo."&lt;br /&gt;- John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas pessoas morrem trazendo algum prazer para o mundo. Isto não é ruim, desde que esse prazer seja muito pouco comparado com a falta que elas fazem para os que ficam.&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto, eu me considero uma daquelas, e espero nunca piorar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-6601660829655913912?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/6601660829655913912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=6601660829655913912' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6601660829655913912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/6601660829655913912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/08/parece-me-que-se-voc-ou-eu-devemos.html' title='Pensamento'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-4226098326463078881</id><published>2007-08-27T23:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:23:51.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Certezas</title><content type='html'>Já faz oito dias que não escrevo aqui...&lt;br /&gt;E ainda assim, não pensei em algo legal para escrever. Talvez eu devesse parar com esse blog, mas da última vez que eu desisti de algo, o arrependimento foi muito grande...&lt;br /&gt;Ontem li um poema de Mário Quintana, cujo título é o mesmo deste post.&lt;br /&gt;O que mais me chamou a atenção foi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" importante pra mim é saber que eu, em algum momento, fui insubstituível..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja apenas egoísmo, mas quem não gostaria de se sentir de tal maneira? Podem me culpar, mas meu pensamento é esse...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-4226098326463078881?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/4226098326463078881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=4226098326463078881' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/4226098326463078881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/4226098326463078881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/08/certezas.html' title='Certezas'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-8166008744527500894</id><published>2007-08-19T19:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:01:51.197-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Escolha</title><content type='html'>"Há duas tragédias na vida: uma é perder o que o seu coração deseja, a outra é consegui-lo"&lt;br /&gt;- George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comentário:&lt;br /&gt;Perder o que o seu coração deseja é trágico, mas conseguir isso, é tudo que você pode esperar. Se conquistar isso for tragédia, então me dê a tragédia... porque eu não trocaria por nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-8166008744527500894?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/8166008744527500894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=8166008744527500894' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/8166008744527500894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/8166008744527500894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/08/h-duas-tragdias-na-vida-uma-perder-o.html' title='Escolha'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-437835401620223361</id><published>2007-08-18T10:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:21:29.882-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagem</title><content type='html'>Nunca sabemos quando as estradas acabam, só sabemos que elas acabam.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto a mim, quero construir alguns quilômetros a mais, para que outros também possam ir mais longe... e espero que não tenha destruído nada quando passei, talvez mudado...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-437835401620223361?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/437835401620223361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=437835401620223361' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/437835401620223361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/437835401620223361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/08/viagem.html' title='Viagem'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414081636401355944.post-3072653774244561651</id><published>2007-08-17T22:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:03:22.635-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ínicio</title><content type='html'>Começo o blog com uma promessa. Ainda a estou cumprindo, e espero que possa ser para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Já tinha tentado prometer isso a mim mesmo uma vez, falhei, mas agora prometi para(e junto com) outra pessoa, e acho que é por isso que realmente tem funcionado...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje corri riscos que não teria coragem de correr antes, mas não me preocupei com o resultado, ele ainda está por vir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse momento há mais de 6 bilhões de pessoas no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas estão voltando pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas dizem mentiras pra suportar o dia.&lt;br /&gt;Outras estão somente enfrentando a verdade&lt;br /&gt;Alguns são maus indo contra o bem e alguns são bons lutando contra o mal.&lt;br /&gt;6 bilhões de pessoas no mundo, 6 bilhões de almas...&lt;br /&gt;E às vezes, apenas uma já é o suficiente para te fazer feliz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414081636401355944-3072653774244561651?l=shirapuma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/feeds/3072653774244561651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414081636401355944&amp;postID=3072653774244561651' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3072653774244561651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414081636401355944/posts/default/3072653774244561651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shirapuma.blogspot.com/2007/08/nicio.html' title='Ínicio'/><author><name>Shira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16566705876264396991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
