tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26677018786210423132024-02-20T17:30:28.418-03:00O Mundo da LuaUm pouquinho do meu mundoLua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-31238353266882014082012-09-05T23:58:00.001-03:002012-09-05T23:58:44.560-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-48662112370100880232010-10-25T22:56:00.005-02:002010-11-01T10:58:41.282-02:00Crescemos.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEyuk-cy9_qJgL_5n5eoUcG_U1fzE3fpHb5XLjen40O9arbOvR4hEVa6x2pp6IgKUlmVTAIFBp0Icy_huRrg0K-hnv0O_uFKQxXA8vMrZn1fT3prJaimxHbGlzXOTgCDVUKbhWJaV3kP8/s1600/bichinhos_de_pelucia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEyuk-cy9_qJgL_5n5eoUcG_U1fzE3fpHb5XLjen40O9arbOvR4hEVa6x2pp6IgKUlmVTAIFBp0Icy_huRrg0K-hnv0O_uFKQxXA8vMrZn1fT3prJaimxHbGlzXOTgCDVUKbhWJaV3kP8/s320/bichinhos_de_pelucia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532159717331012690" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrh6czEQ78Ay8PjwgWqhS1jcOeS579_sCCMiwi5LSXKnlz8b_unteT2CM00CjsNs_IP6jQqjEl2HwOQaUON9BX_AbzGaHDjywDwNuKqZhwdFgFx-NGDEHGoIjUSiZUcIv5thxkPSm20fF8/s1600/bichinhos_de_pelucia.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrh6czEQ78Ay8PjwgWqhS1jcOeS579_sCCMiwi5LSXKnlz8b_unteT2CM00CjsNs_IP6jQqjEl2HwOQaUON9BX_AbzGaHDjywDwNuKqZhwdFgFx-NGDEHGoIjUSiZUcIv5thxkPSm20fF8/s1600/bichinhos_de_pelucia.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; ">De uma hora pra outra...</span></a><div><div>Estou em cima de um salto super alto que dói os meus pés...</div></div><div>Estou maquiada...</div><div>Com roupa de gente grande...</div><div>Vestida como uma mulher...</div><div>Trabalhando e estudando...</div><div>De TPM e cheia de compromissos...</div><div>E um dia começo a pensar quando tudo isso começou...</div><div>Será que foi quando vi que super-heróis não existem, que princesas foram extintas e as bonecas não falam???</div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black; mso-fareast-language:PT-BR">Mas agora refletindo vejo que cresci não quando descobri que princesas de conto de fadas não existem, mas quando percebi que nunca me tornaria uma delas...<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><br /></div><div>A gente cresci, eu cresci...</div><div>E agora eu não me basto mais e os ursinhos de pelúcia e as bonecas não falam, e não me fazem companhia como antes...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMsQO-E_QEJGp7fbpwNJQJEPJe6gTc56-rYk3ZDAAcBdO1-_vdIyE2Ji2MRwa6J_NI8RMGP9bFSDwjDDNRhC_ahMaPMQBajym0apSFWKaZ7glSh1wqvs_ZPfokX0xK987cUi9Rw-VGwUpX/s320/OgAAAO9v3ORGZFC652GNT_-vxumpNdK8nPT-qZVmDsW8ZtpRKd8P0F-cBfsWbLO1SyhGS0ZFCefDHFfEg2CsJlNiph0Am1T1UE7E3H6ptr4L5F9ts-OWUjAbsmYt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532159055559736770" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-83481672099654977642010-08-15T00:02:00.001-03:002010-08-15T00:03:41.465-03:00Cantando...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "><p class="fr0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; display: block; background-image: url(http://pnsdr.com/img/comllas.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Cantando agente inventa.<br />Inventa um romance, uma saudade, uma mentira...<br />Cantando a gente faz história.<br />Foi gritando que eu aprendi a cantar:sem nenhum pudor, sem pecado. Canto pra espantar os demônios, pra juntar os amigos.<br />Pra sentir o mundo, pra seduzir a vida.</span></b></span></p><span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; "><a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Cazuza/" class="autor" style="font-size: 1em; padding-left: 5px; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); ">Cazuza</a></span></span>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-26142653955080454752010-05-31T19:03:00.005-03:002010-05-31T19:08:15.661-03:00A vida é uma peça<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtzQwjrw-aOxwS2xAJ1GgjgJPRqD5mKO-i_z2K3im6gGSykD3OWR5eFIkJCzUxa9f0L05aHn7IvHfuVTyaVdzTmU1QBG8vmBuCp81RrmZ_9JpICeRedyrmnrucFjqpLY_rTToYFtc_PVZW/s1600/cortina_de_teatro_linda.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtzQwjrw-aOxwS2xAJ1GgjgJPRqD5mKO-i_z2K3im6gGSykD3OWR5eFIkJCzUxa9f0L05aHn7IvHfuVTyaVdzTmU1QBG8vmBuCp81RrmZ_9JpICeRedyrmnrucFjqpLY_rTToYFtc_PVZW/s320/cortina_de_teatro_linda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477559340887711762" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 22px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><p class="fr" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; display: block; background-image: url(http://www.pensador.info/img/comllas.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font-size: 19px; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">A vida é uma peça de teatro que não permite ensaios. Por isso, cante, chore, dance, ria e viva intensamente, antes que a cortina se feche e a peça termine sem aplausos.</span></span></i></b></p><span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; "><br /></span><span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; "><br /></span><span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; "><a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Charles_Chaplin/" class="autor" style="font-size: 1em; padding-left: 5px; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); ">Charles Chaplin</a></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-12695251453130900982010-05-22T22:25:00.004-03:002010-05-22T22:54:12.807-03:00Ainda bem que temos amigos...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufsX_JJWJLfqibzaPa9SiICOEEzYh2S_Pu5KRPC62-Eaaq9kfjrjUlo9nkXZyg-1v4NnfrJO22hGWHvbWVBEl0qjBDnG5AdwwKCzJHd_9ZYuM0QtmzTyaPfBWZz3Ne6SbwnhCbBIZ09E3/s1600/OgAAAJ2RnGKy21a0paO9lhT_VZMCtRkhhltrHYYGBGW40dpPhtOORX806wMwuRn2uSeE8GfvV-fUgD3qZEae7PgrsukAm1T1UNjD8DsxDHj6LA8LgpzLrQKeSjUQ.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufsX_JJWJLfqibzaPa9SiICOEEzYh2S_Pu5KRPC62-Eaaq9kfjrjUlo9nkXZyg-1v4NnfrJO22hGWHvbWVBEl0qjBDnG5AdwwKCzJHd_9ZYuM0QtmzTyaPfBWZz3Ne6SbwnhCbBIZ09E3/s400/OgAAAJ2RnGKy21a0paO9lhT_VZMCtRkhhltrHYYGBGW40dpPhtOORX806wMwuRn2uSeE8GfvV-fUgD3qZEae7PgrsukAm1T1UNjD8DsxDHj6LA8LgpzLrQKeSjUQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474276560733434338" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">A lágrima deslizando pelo rosto...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">A garganta apertada...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">A tristeza que não passa...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">E a raiva que me corrói...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">Mas ainda bem que temos amigos sempre nos ajudando...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">Dando o ombro para chorar...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">Um abraço que nos consola e nos acalma...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">E muitas palavras reconfortantes...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">E depois de um tempo...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;">Passa.. Tudo passa...</span></div>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-59463473486007698432010-05-11T21:03:00.011-03:002010-05-12T13:53:03.234-03:00Eu sabia...<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGdFfMMch_OMn7aKmtUxGF4nkR02Uan-5Kw5Eu9IuvVojQttQ6DA7pLBaVpSk5x2KYsKpz5Z9XKwGrSN_ZyjM-NO-wrUjiP-J3getCRHBOSS0v0NIgNRObadKORFFYnA5tmWI50xEoiR6Z/s1600/OgAAAG529UCcPJ-8LovdL7G2U7A56GSj4tN5gHqFFJXP4IP9y23ttdBQV2yCwgrU9lFLIiaXgCfwsPsHft2e_he2eQMAm1T1UP35Yi01px0rno9gEz3F_yb60Dm3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGdFfMMch_OMn7aKmtUxGF4nkR02Uan-5Kw5Eu9IuvVojQttQ6DA7pLBaVpSk5x2KYsKpz5Z9XKwGrSN_ZyjM-NO-wrUjiP-J3getCRHBOSS0v0NIgNRObadKORFFYnA5tmWI50xEoiR6Z/s320/OgAAAG529UCcPJ-8LovdL7G2U7A56GSj4tN5gHqFFJXP4IP9y23ttdBQV2yCwgrU9lFLIiaXgCfwsPsHft2e_he2eQMAm1T1UP35Yi01px0rno9gEz3F_yb60Dm3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470172012579562114" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Eu que sempre sei...</span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Que sempre faço...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Que sempre tenho uma resposta...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> ...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Agora NÃO sei...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Não sei o que fazer...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Não sei o que falar...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Não sei o que pensar...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-left: 17.6pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -9pt; line-height: normal; "><i><span style="font-family:"Bookman Old Style","serif";mso-bidi-Bookman Old Style";font-family:";color:#DD00DD;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Que agonia...</span><o:p></o:p></span></i></p>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-82220378079027747672010-05-04T21:05:00.006-03:002010-05-04T21:24:24.055-03:00A Idade de Ser Feliz<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl5zs5tI4nTufSd4gCGFV9ksIYij6lJQbUgDBRTvTzPeIf_-dIuEqaMtvl2KquLo6a0Bk75c9KPgx8xRcV47aKVgNBX4mCvGofu99KbK-mJFyLCl9U6OC8Y5hfS5bKAe9Q81Bd4fv776T6/s1600/DSC01691.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl5zs5tI4nTufSd4gCGFV9ksIYij6lJQbUgDBRTvTzPeIf_-dIuEqaMtvl2KquLo6a0Bk75c9KPgx8xRcV47aKVgNBX4mCvGofu99KbK-mJFyLCl9U6OC8Y5hfS5bKAe9Q81Bd4fv776T6/s320/DSC01691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467572380660039458" /></a><br />Ontem recebi esse poema da minha amiga...<div>Adorei e resolvi postar...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 22px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><p class="fr0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; display: block; background-image: url(http://www.pensador.info/img/comllas.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#996633;">A Idade de Ser Feliz<br /><br />Existe somente uma idade para a gente ser feliz,<br />somente uma época na vida de cada pessoa<br />em que é possível sonhar e fazer planos<br />e ter energia bastante para realizá-las<br />a despeito de todas as dificuldades e obstáculos.<br /><br />Uma só idade para a gente se encantar com a vida e viver apaixonadamente<br />e desfrutar tudo com toda intensidade<br />sem medo, nem culpa de sentir prazer.<br /><br />Fase dourada em que a gente pode criar<br />e recriar a vida,<br />a nossa própria imagem e semelhança<br />e vestir-se com todas as cores<br />e experimentar todos os sabores<br />e entregar-se a todos os amores<br />sem preconceito nem pudor.<br /><br />Tempo de entusiasmo e coragem<br />em que todo o desafio é mais um convite à luta<br />que a gente enfrenta com toda disposição<br />de tentar algo NOVO, de NOVO e de NOVO,<br />e quantas vezes for preciso.<br /><br />Essa idade tão fugaz na vida da gente<br />chama-se PRESENTE<br />e tem a duração do instante que passa. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6633FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">autor</span></span></span><a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/desconhecido/" class="autor" style="padding-left: 5px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6633FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">desconhecido</span></span></span></a></span></span></p></span></div>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-11003722233254768992010-04-16T19:20:00.003-03:002010-04-16T19:25:02.527-03:00Mais uma vez o mundo da Lua<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD-7JuKImHs6fjcTvP6POLGp3-68cln-8tL8-m1dDJgLB1tus-vPuWjzptSypza1OLA_B8CliRabKdYEdtolYmXMQSE6-wK_fqiZVQ599Rq9WPazaRJOq4iOQwRdyOY1Pe23vkDRLpCXsA/s1600/OgAAAFbU9sA2LF054buZ3nJBpHQYNJFI7fqCVIUDCuB2IPM5WYYZ3zJJdBTtl2Ms2agP8pkR9wXRbTUQTa0VZARDIBoAm1T1UIWpYd6Yq3g_3fRhhqj7Gju6--UX.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD-7JuKImHs6fjcTvP6POLGp3-68cln-8tL8-m1dDJgLB1tus-vPuWjzptSypza1OLA_B8CliRabKdYEdtolYmXMQSE6-wK_fqiZVQ599Rq9WPazaRJOq4iOQwRdyOY1Pe23vkDRLpCXsA/s320/OgAAAFbU9sA2LF054buZ3nJBpHQYNJFI7fqCVIUDCuB2IPM5WYYZ3zJJdBTtl2Ms2agP8pkR9wXRbTUQTa0VZARDIBoAm1T1UIWpYd6Yq3g_3fRhhqj7Gju6--UX.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460864182704443618" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Como diz o ditado: quando Deus fecha uma porta, Ele abre uma janela.</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Quando me dei conta, a porta estava se fechando... Entrei em pânico por me ver sozinha naquele lugar...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">E tentando achar uma saída, avistei uma claridade, que vinha da pequena janela lá do outro lado do lugar...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Aproximei-me... E percebi, lá fora, uma mão estendida junto com um lindo sorriso e sábias palavras...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Com a ajuda da minha anjinha, dei mais um passo e tropecei numa tampinha sorridente, falante, que parecia ter sido ”ligada no 220”.</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">E como conseqüência do tropeço, distanciei-me que quem eu queria, mas também de quem não queria...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Não posso mesmo reclamar, ganhei duas super amigas... E sei que posso contar com elas...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Uma delas é da minha idade, com ela falo muita besteira... dou muitas risadas... e converso com ela o dia inteiro por MSN...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">A outra é bem mais velha do que eu. Ela me incentivou a escrever, me deu muitos conselhos... Ela é uma das minhas inspirações de vida...</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Hoje dei risadas por quase duas horas na biblioteca, com os minhas novas amigas da escola...eahahaha....e olha que tínhamos que estudar para a prova de matemática que ia acontecer em seguida... Mas a folia foi tanta que esquecemos de estudar... E na hora da prova foi um “deus nos acuda”... e deu tudo certo!</span></span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: normal; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Mas estou feliz.... tentando me concentrar.... e noto que estou cantando e resolvendo a prova sem maiores dificuldades...</span></span></i></b></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-66613825559953929132010-04-01T21:22:00.000-03:002010-04-01T21:27:01.350-03:00A lua!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnkWks0O7Hs8rI7QrD2US7sIzE6yfkUpEnO9KuMTvuO-MuJW6JkEfWojyphxCZcUYMyY-8N44LBbojNnvPkNG85QG8PiRnO2LgjdK98RnAwX-lc6bgB7MVajEI1KImAw3r8tixw0nPfQAb/s1600/OgAAAFxXYLc6uhNtqyqmWTjQ8aYfx6dmL0Hgq3n9yBjvgMksxUfJNiU4YB71az7XrX5Oux40pYM1FtMShOyQg2WB52UAm1T1UIHPtIuHJls98qQ7xA4tzjXPMK-A.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnkWks0O7Hs8rI7QrD2US7sIzE6yfkUpEnO9KuMTvuO-MuJW6JkEfWojyphxCZcUYMyY-8N44LBbojNnvPkNG85QG8PiRnO2LgjdK98RnAwX-lc6bgB7MVajEI1KImAw3r8tixw0nPfQAb/s400/OgAAAFxXYLc6uhNtqyqmWTjQ8aYfx6dmL0Hgq3n9yBjvgMksxUfJNiU4YB71az7XrX5Oux40pYM1FtMShOyQg2WB52UAm1T1UIHPtIuHJls98qQ7xA4tzjXPMK-A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455329446529153890" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> "foto clicada por Ilane Hofmann"</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><br /></span></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 14.4pt"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif, monospace;font-size:13px;"></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Hoje está grande e dourada...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Linda....Com ela me identifico...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Pelo nome...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Por estar no meio das estrelas...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Por ser única e muitas vezes estar sozinha...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Com ela posso ser sincera...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Com ela posso chorar...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Pedir conselho...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Ficar em silêncio, como eu gosto....</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Ela me traz tanta calma e conforto...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">E está sempre lá, no mesmo lugar...</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663333;">Pronta para me ouvir e ver, sem julgar...</span></i></span></span></p></span><p></p></div>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-7821651021079515872010-04-01T18:31:00.000-03:002010-04-01T18:36:46.571-03:00Achei uma nova AMIGA...<img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBGlGN7AYPPvOnQAtkFEEWtXLOkCy3joV5izVFDyg5sDy3RWHoCbCWoH5XKhdWZgi3Ufc3Otc2NQu2G7W8WWTPPVmHEVFnjRRQWDB1mMTdq_FKmEYjDoo4YIGA-4fDtWimvFTfs6DPoLoi/s200/OgAAAMzSGw02nwAsEVihI6sCfLhKM40S95RoYtLaTX6hY2OcfdRuyVcEOQgMiLliukZc_-84PheIgBZ3y1QWnfH6U38Am1T1UH76LwLMosrYuz7EhBapcuVv5aQE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455285567147727506" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Uma amiga com que falo todo dia na aula ou por MSN...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Com quem divido chocolate...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Passeamos juntas por ai...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Falamos muitas besteiras...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Uma “pilha” a outra...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Ela é muito divertida...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">E também fala bastante...<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Te adoro amiga...</span></span></i></b></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"> </span></span></i></b></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">♥</span></span></i></b></span></span></p></span>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-27447107055060103752010-03-30T20:32:00.000-03:002010-03-30T21:05:04.180-03:00O Mundo da Lua<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJspOAN_14Hvbhe8K_gadA6w61c9E_ao_Q2735HcldGgwrUvyl0RwPprSBpN8qxhKLEzmMSaWuwSMvl9MwGEjmCi4mKw65N-lxhWfM0YqlHFbTRjrA9GPZlOzIM98KfjYK2T4aCI2bEsmD/s1600/cactus1.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJspOAN_14Hvbhe8K_gadA6w61c9E_ao_Q2735HcldGgwrUvyl0RwPprSBpN8qxhKLEzmMSaWuwSMvl9MwGEjmCi4mKw65N-lxhWfM0YqlHFbTRjrA9GPZlOzIM98KfjYK2T4aCI2bEsmD/s200/cactus1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582205336647890" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 22px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><p class="fr0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; display: block; background-image: url(http://www.pensador.info/img/comllas.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; font: normal normal normal 1em/normal Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Viva!<br />Bom mesmo é ir à luta com determinação,<br />abraçar a vida com paixão,<br />perder com classe<br />e vencer com ousadia,<br />porque o mundo pertence a quem se atreve<br />e a vida é "muito" pra ser insignificante.<br />Já perdoei erros quase imperdoáveis,<br />tentei substituir pessoas insubstituíveis<br />e esquecer pessoas inesquecíveis.<br /><br />Já fiz coisas por impulso,<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">já me decepcionei com pessoas quando nunca pensei me decepcionar, mas também decepcionei alguém.</span><br /><br />Já abracei pra proteger,<br />já dei risada quando não podia,<br />fiz amigos eternos,<br />amei e fui amado,<br />mas também já fui rejeitado,<br />fui amado e não amei.<br /><br />Já gritei e pulei de tanta felicidade,<br />já vivi de amor e fiz juras eternas,<br />"quebrei a cara muitas vezes"!<br /><br />Já chorei ouvindo música e vendo fotos,<br />já liguei só para escutar uma voz,<br />me apaixonei por um sorriso,<br />já pensei que fosse morrer de tanta saudade<br />e tive medo de perder alguém especial (e acabei perdendo).<br /><br />Mas vivi, e ainda vivo!<br />Não passo pela vida…<br />E você também não deveria passar!</span></span></span></p><span class="aut" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 35px; "><a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Charles_Chaplin/" class="autor" style="padding-left: 5px; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Charles Chaplin</span></span></a></span></span>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-80699476009703560122010-03-24T22:13:00.000-03:002010-03-25T18:37:14.682-03:00Indecisão sobre o esporte que pratico<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1lFgZ7uVYnvbJ45HMZxP2OgSqXRQAxARlZUzIhfWwUTRSka9Rl5AhnvkZBs6irVN5ou-C_vWfEoRWsUXfIlAkwXyTnIFV50alOUBNy634XeLPVIgmAluwc8WsvgUx3kRkl_ffc528qJH5/s1600/OgAAAAL1sE5kIbUWOVunF76UIYvZtG9lj4LItkbtz4GOLwlrYiejXI5C3lje1m7So5W90q6fkrONna2ztQFBzv0CvG0Am1T1UPVXidX3QhQwB-qoyPmMeFf5BrPy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1lFgZ7uVYnvbJ45HMZxP2OgSqXRQAxARlZUzIhfWwUTRSka9Rl5AhnvkZBs6irVN5ou-C_vWfEoRWsUXfIlAkwXyTnIFV50alOUBNy634XeLPVIgmAluwc8WsvgUx3kRkl_ffc528qJH5/s200/OgAAAAL1sE5kIbUWOVunF76UIYvZtG9lj4LItkbtz4GOLwlrYiejXI5C3lje1m7So5W90q6fkrONna2ztQFBzv0CvG0Am1T1UPVXidX3QhQwB-qoyPmMeFf5BrPy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452373837327595090" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;font-family:arial,helvetica,clean,sans-serif;font-size:13;" ><table style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: inherit; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: table;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none;"><tr style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: table-row; vertical-align: inherit;"><td style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: table-cell;" valign="top"><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;"><br /></p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Não sei se vou continuar ou sair de vez...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Talvez sair só por um tempo...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Tenho muitos motivos para sair...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Mas será que consigo ficar longe dos campeonatos...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Da agitação entre os jogos...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">De encontrar com pessoas de outras cidades, estado, país...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Da adrenalina...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Do cheiro de bola nova...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">De vestir o uniforme do meu time do coração...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">Do cheiro da grama...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">O barro, a chuva, as rosetas... Ecaaaaaa...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">A vibração por cada ponto...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">O “gostinho de quero mais”...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">É uma mistura de emoções que adoro...</p><p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; display: block;">É por isso que não sei o que quero...</p></td></tr></tbody></table></span>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-37274923644565979822010-03-21T08:36:00.000-03:002010-03-22T19:52:51.632-03:00o Mundo da Lua<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr5bapKQNBpMWxq7S96UCy8u1_2oJmQ_yvXOXVlmH0e7jp_HKhwgJaRibW2NJ2F_p_pV3aewUslCvbftrdm28UOyrR_XkCxM9nhsDHdw4AHNuIdsL4OoYh3nDjK9F0LTlf5X7pLSA7020_/s1600-h/OgAAACONRhHL466-5F2V5M1s7D9p1R0KqFJftVroFTZwT_jP-2g5M3uyw5RdIaFvjVU5T02e0PkqhEGoTYUQuphK4OoAm1T1UDaDDd9JdnhrTgkkKKNfKIqDHY8v.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr5bapKQNBpMWxq7S96UCy8u1_2oJmQ_yvXOXVlmH0e7jp_HKhwgJaRibW2NJ2F_p_pV3aewUslCvbftrdm28UOyrR_XkCxM9nhsDHdw4AHNuIdsL4OoYh3nDjK9F0LTlf5X7pLSA7020_/s200/OgAAACONRhHL466-5F2V5M1s7D9p1R0KqFJftVroFTZwT_jP-2g5M3uyw5RdIaFvjVU5T02e0PkqhEGoTYUQuphK4OoAm1T1UDaDDd9JdnhrTgkkKKNfKIqDHY8v.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451594427554601250" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> Estou sozinha... e não sou o tipo de pessoa que sai conversando com todo mundo...</span></span></span></em></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> Eu tinha uma amiga, muito amiga, que era o meu pilar, com ela eu não ficava sozinha nunca</span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> Ela falava bastante e me colocava no meio das conversas...</span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> A vida separou ela de mim...</span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> </span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> Hoje em dia o que mais faço é ficar calada na sala de aula, </span></span><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">as manhãs inteiras...</span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> Ando no meio de tanta gente, mas quase sempre me sinto sozinha...</span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> Estou no meio de um turbilhão e não sei o que fazer da vida...</span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> O que escrevo e penso, são coisas que gostaria que algumas pessoas não lessem...</span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- display: block; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> </span></span></span></em></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- font-size:10pt;"><em style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- color:initial;"><span style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> Ter 15 anos não é fácil!!!!</span></span></span></em></span></p></span>Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-75974608815996122622010-03-14T18:36:00.000-03:002010-03-14T18:59:49.326-03:00Saudades da Tarta<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ETbAGwbVvrNAWpsOhFTlg4gH8praKsxB3xRn1_Cqa6ulY75e08gwof5gWFWvfyIhHlPCc6gPrcP1iQGikGWqORSEhDtkvGOusG0ZjRXF3KS1rkcnLdy6FBheHcD9ypAHUalThcP5cFIr/s1600-h/P1010192.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ETbAGwbVvrNAWpsOhFTlg4gH8praKsxB3xRn1_Cqa6ulY75e08gwof5gWFWvfyIhHlPCc6gPrcP1iQGikGWqORSEhDtkvGOusG0ZjRXF3KS1rkcnLdy6FBheHcD9ypAHUalThcP5cFIr/s320/P1010192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448612525999047746" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxLu1Qd_hcuwTTcfR1PSayNqUeMl04RX3RfUiWFnUad70dKwHHPQD73kLfRx9alwUWq4GTd7c2sQnXcDaCDGL6a1AgsrCEF6YgmC14JbNIg5KtMb2Ya2umin1XLVjcN29zmXA9uHiKsqqh/s1600-h/P1010192.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB3bXELBe9iaRjaVtnZrP76TTGPq1Zk-WX0tUcX74kdC3uklYpfoOdACv55jwT7U3xEribcwQ9HRMOuCQFzy8ht6v21w-Z4pc-JofluX9EQEBsxckI11TgdIPHV-xgfQ7JCMQn48up0rER/s1600-h/P1010192.JPG"></a>A minha tartaruguinha está doentinha...<br />Ela já está a mais de uma semana no veterinário...<br />E toda vez que passo pela banheira dela bate uma saudade...<br />Mas tenho que pensar que ela vai voltar...<br />Melhor...<br />E rápido...Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2667701878621042313.post-8061131006660455502010-03-09T22:42:00.000-03:002010-04-01T21:39:06.428-03:00Os meus heróis!Na minha infância, os meus heróis eram imortais e invencíveis...<br />Agora os vejo fraquejar...<br />Se quebrar...<br /><br />Os vejo velhos e já superados por mais novos...<br /><br />Hoje em dia os jovens mais novos se tornam heróis de outras crianças...<br /><br />Os meus cansados heróis !!!<br /><br />Por causa disso percebi que não sou mais criança...Lua Treichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05225429917337058412noreply@blogger.com2