<?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-23058683</id><updated>2011-12-15T02:43:03.286Z</updated><title type='text'>Imperatriz do Norte - A dor de ontem é a força do amanhã</title><subtitle type='html'>Concentra-te nos PONTOS FORTES, Reconhece as FRAQUEZAS, Agarra as OPORTUNIDADES e Protege-te contra as AMEAÇAS.        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da Invicta, o qual pode também ser visto no &lt;a href="http://www.iscapdigital.com/ap/museuvinhodoporto/"&gt;Museu do Vinho do Porto&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DiyRcxHeD2o&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DiyRcxHeD2o&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-289430336423911124?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/289430336423911124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=289430336423911124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/289430336423911124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/289430336423911124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2010/06/vinho-do-porto-barco-rabelo.html' title='Vinho do Porto - Barco Rabelo'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-591774634499571105</id><published>2010-06-08T19:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:52:20.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Museu do Vinho do Porto</title><content type='html'>Já conhecem o &lt;a href="http://www.iscapdigital.com/ap/museuvinhodoporto/"&gt;Museu do Vinho do Porto&lt;/a&gt;, um dos locais a &lt;a href="http://www.iscapdigital.com/ap/museuvinhodoporto/pt/visitas.html"&gt;visitar&lt;/a&gt; quando se visita a cidade Invicta do Porto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apreciem o que o &lt;a href="http://www.iscapdigital.com/ap/museuvinhodoporto/pt/porto.html"&gt;Porto&lt;/a&gt; tem de melhor numa viagem virtual à &lt;a href="http://www.iscapdigital.com/ap/museuvinhodoporto/pt/cultura.html"&gt;cultura&lt;/a&gt; portuense e do seu &lt;a href="http://www.iscapdigital.com/ap/museuvinhodoporto/pt/vinhos.html"&gt;Vinho&lt;/a&gt;, o conhecido nectar dos deuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cvfm2VaGPY&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cvfm2VaGPY&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheça melhor o Museu do Vinho do Porto - &lt;a href="http://www.iscapdigital.com/ap/museuvinhodoporto/"&gt;Clique Aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-591774634499571105?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/591774634499571105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=591774634499571105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/591774634499571105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/591774634499571105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2010/06/museu-do-vinho-do-porto.html' title='Museu do Vinho do Porto'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-1186182768605477353</id><published>2008-11-11T19:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:06:10.817Z</updated><title type='text'>Corpo Feminino - Paulo Coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267493184362841858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SRnlJI69BwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/OI9WP5yf0mU/s400/i6i6it67el6flaf0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BELEZA FEMININA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Não importa o quanto pesa. É fascinante tocar, abraçar e acariciar o corpo de uma mulher. Saber seu peso não nos proporciona nenhuma emoção. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não temos a menor idéia de qual seja seu manequim. Nossa avaliação é visual, isso quer dizer, se tem forma de guitarra... está bem. Não nos importa quanto medem em centímetros - é uma questão de proporções, não de medidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As proporções ideais do corpo de uma mulher são: curvilíneas, cheinhas, femininas... . Essa classe de corpo que, sem dúvida, se nota numa fração de segundo. As magrinhas que desfilam nas passarelas, seguem a tendência desenhada por estilistas que, diga-se de passagem, são todos gays e odeiam as mulheres e com elas competem. Suas modas são retas e sem formas e agridem o corpo que eles odeiam porque não podem tê-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há beleza mais irresistível na mulher do que a feminilidade e a doçura. A elegância e o bom trato, são equivalentes a mil viagras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maquiagem foi inventada para que as mulheres a usem. Usem! Para andar de cara lavada, basta a nossa. Os cabelos, quanto mais tratados, melhor.&lt;br /&gt;As saias foram inventadas para mostrar suas magníficas pernas... Porque razão as cobrem com calças longas? Para que as confundam conosco? Uma onda é uma onda, as cadeiras são cadeiras e pronto. Se a natureza lhes deu estas formas curvilíneas, foi por alguma razão e eu reitero: nós gostamos assim. Ocultar essas formas, é como ter o melhor sofá embalado no sótão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É essa a lei da natureza... que todo aquele que se casa com uma modelo magra, anoréxica, bulêmica e nervosa logo procura uma amante cheinha, simpática, tranqüila e cheia de saúde.&lt;br /&gt;Entendam de uma vez! Tratem de agradar a nós e não a vocês. porque, nunca terão uma referência objetiva, do quanto são lindas, dita por uma mulher. Nenhuma mulher vai reconhecer jamais, diante de um homem, com sinceridade, que outra mulher é linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As jovens são lindas... mas as de 40 para cima, são verdadeiros pratos fortes. Por tantas delas somos capazes de atravessar o atlântico a nado. O corpo muda... cresce. Não podem pensar, sem ficarem psicóticas que podem entrar no mesmo vestido que usavam aos 18. Entretanto uma mulher de 45, na qual entre na roupa que usou aos 18 anos, ou tem problemas de desenvolvimento ou está se auto-destruindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós gostamos das mulheres que sabem conduzir sua vida com equilíbrio e sabem controlar sua natural tendência a culpas. Ou seja, aquela que quando tem que comer, come com vontade (a dieta virá em setembro, não antes; quando tem que fazer dieta, faz dieta com vontade (sem sabotagem e sem sofrer); quando tem que ter intimidade com o parceiro, tem com vontade; quando tem que comprar algo que goste, compra; quando tem que economizar, economiza.&lt;br /&gt;Algumas linhas no rosto, algumas cicatrizes no ventre, algumas marcas de estrias não lhes tira a beleza. São feridas de guerra, testemunhas de que fizeram algo em suas vidas, não tiveram anos 'em formol' nem em spa... viveram! O corpo da mulher é a prova de que Deus existe. É o sagrado recinto da gestação de todos os homens, onde foram alimentados, ninados e nós, sem querer, as enchemos de estrias, de cesárias e demais coisas que tiveram que acontecer para estarmos vivos. Cuidem-no! Cuidem-se! Amem-se!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beleza é tudo isto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-1186182768605477353?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/1186182768605477353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=1186182768605477353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/1186182768605477353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/1186182768605477353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/11/corpo-feminino-paulo-coelho.html' title='Corpo Feminino - Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SRnlJI69BwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/OI9WP5yf0mU/s72-c/i6i6it67el6flaf0.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3039876520134181887</id><published>2008-11-11T19:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:31:48.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor Virtual</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267484788020926722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SRndgaHC2QI/AAAAAAAAANs/8LZihMZJuNo/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Que coisa de louco amar uma mulher que nunca sequer toquei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que sua carne nunca acariciei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que sua boca nunca beijei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que seus cabelos nunca afaguei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que seu corpo nunca amei ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E que seus carinhos e beijos nunca possuí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ah ... É difícil, mas me realizo e me satisfaço em seus poemas de amor, ou em um único e-mail dela que sempre me leva a esta louca paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nâo nego me excito e muito com ela, num bate papo no msn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Limito-me em te-la na minha tela do pc e os seus poemas no hd do meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A sua foto com seu gostoso sorriso, está como pano de fundo da tela do meu comput...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Algumas vezes, sinto-a bem perto de mim, quando estou com ela a teclar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sinto até seu cheiro, que nunca aspirei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sinto seu amor, seu calor e o seu desejar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sinto algo tão gostoso que não sei dizer, que mexe comigo e faz-me mais e mais ama-la ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Só sei que ela mora dentro de mim, bem no fundo do meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ela tomou conta de minha carne,do meu corpo, do meu altare do meu eterno amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ela é demais me faz um gostoso amar...&lt;br /&gt;Ela sutilmente me fez escravo do seu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Meu corpo vive a deseja-la ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ela é a minha deusa do amor, minha Venus cheia de tesão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ela é o inspirar do meu versejar, em frases de eterna paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ah. . . Como a quero !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quero-a só para mim,não ter que dividi-la com ninguém nem mesmo no no teclar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nunca me acostumo com a idéia de te-la só na net!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ela é minha eterna paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Meu mais puro amore minha única fonte de prazer e satisfação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Meu corpo a chama,a clama,a anseia e a quer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sonho e sinto falta de seus beijos e seu corpo que nunca tive ou toquei ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Parece loucura,mas não consigo mais viver sem ela ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quem me dera, te-la presente na minha vida e não só no monitor de meu pc ou num e-mail,pois realmente é ela que quero amar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor Desconhecido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3039876520134181887?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3039876520134181887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3039876520134181887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3039876520134181887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3039876520134181887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/11/amor-virtual.html' title='Amor Virtual'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SRndgaHC2QI/AAAAAAAAANs/8LZihMZJuNo/s72-c/collage8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-2431196872939618509</id><published>2008-11-09T23:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:53:50.675Z</updated><title type='text'>Taça de Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266810086140418498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SRd33lvYGcI/AAAAAAAAANE/TKI3uQVH2To/s400/Blog%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-2431196872939618509?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/2431196872939618509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=2431196872939618509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2431196872939618509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2431196872939618509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/11/taa-de-portugal.html' title='Taça de Portugal'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SRd33lvYGcI/AAAAAAAAANE/TKI3uQVH2To/s72-c/Blog%5B2%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3686225450303575697</id><published>2008-08-13T23:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:10:18.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para o meu amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQiL7goy47g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LQiL7goy47g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedico este video à pessoa que se tornou especial na minha vida desde que a conheci, há quase 6 anos atrás... apesar de ser improvável, o tempo foi passando sem que nos afastassemos... ninguém, nem mesmo nós, poderia imaginar que um inicio tão inconsequente e banal pudesse transformar-se num amor tão intenso... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada vez que ouço esta música os meus pensamentos voam... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigada por fazeres parte da minha vida e me fazeres assim tão feliz!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo-te de corpo, alma e coração Cláudio!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3686225450303575697?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3686225450303575697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3686225450303575697&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3686225450303575697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3686225450303575697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/08/para-o-meu-amor.html' title='Para o meu amor...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-2505791037844328147</id><published>2008-08-13T15:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:26:06.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amo-te assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234008222520737906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SKLuv1bSgHI/AAAAAAAAALo/1w0JUUu4MgI/s400/ATcAAABYNVgGQCbZVsyAT_7AQWOy_KOjMq1Sx2lBJY8YsYgHTuNPAhzjNjPnxia-ZMmJ88i0PcQLcJcwhxc2B2UK6tubAJtU9VCrzSRTARM3rTARCJo15JUcPDyrjg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Te esperava sem saber, te pressentia sem querer, sempre te amei...&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te assim, com a sensibilidade dos cegos, com a pureza das crianças, com a paixão dos deuses.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver-te intenso, amar-te na tua canção, fundir nossos corpos num só.&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir tuas mãos de sonho, percorrendo todo o meu corpo, abalando todos os meus sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Uni-las às minhas mãos num só toque, apertá-las no êxtase do amor.&lt;br /&gt;Quero amar-te com os olhos e deixar que eles falem, tudo o que hoje, minha voz tem que calar.&lt;br /&gt;Quero abandonar-me em teus braços e aninhar-te nos meus. Amo-te assim...&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te assim, em letras, em palavras, em tons, em imagens e cores.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te sem o antes, no agora, sem o depois, apenas para mim, amo-te assim...&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te assim, de verdade, de corpo, de coração, de alma.&lt;br /&gt;Alma que desnuda, desprende-se do meu corpo e rompendo os limites do espaço e do lógico, num vôo suave, me leva ao seu encontro. Deixando no vento, o rastro do meu amor, para que nele encontres toda a paz de que possas precisar.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te assim, mesmo longe você estando, sempre ao teu lado me encontrarás.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te assim...e o que tenho de ti, ninguém poderá me tirar. E o que tens de mim, alguém jamais alcançará.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te assim...com a certeza de que um dia, aqui, ou além do tempo, o céu assistirá ao nosso amor e as estrelas então, lá de cima, como guizos sorrirão..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-2505791037844328147?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/2505791037844328147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=2505791037844328147&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2505791037844328147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2505791037844328147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/08/amo-te-assim.html' title='Amo-te assim...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SKLuv1bSgHI/AAAAAAAAALo/1w0JUUu4MgI/s72-c/ATcAAABYNVgGQCbZVsyAT_7AQWOy_KOjMq1Sx2lBJY8YsYgHTuNPAhzjNjPnxia-ZMmJ88i0PcQLcJcwhxc2B2UK6tubAJtU9VCrzSRTARM3rTARCJo15JUcPDyrjg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-7081337990913006514</id><published>2008-08-10T23:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:01:59.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Toni Braxton - Unbreak My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISCe2n18Xqs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISCe2n18Xqs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-7081337990913006514?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/7081337990913006514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=7081337990913006514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7081337990913006514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7081337990913006514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/08/toni-braxton-unbreak-my-heart.html' title='Toni Braxton - Unbreak My Heart'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-5415891573073963395</id><published>2008-08-10T22:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:40:41.551+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Banda Calypso - Auto-Estima</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230266745566519650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWj5NoH4WI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yPxhNJIxvJI/s400/esta%C3%A7ao+comboio+antiga+aveiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Estação de comboios antiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230266915908794370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWkDIM4uAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lNY9ZBc2S38/s400/combio+aveiro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estação de comboios moderna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267679491375810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWkvkxKQsI/AAAAAAAAALY/FE6xqMDMaKc/s400/ria27g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping de pedra ao ar livre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267593919557890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWkql_P8QI/AAAAAAAAALQ/t0mdx7E5nSQ/s400/ria26g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moliceiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267487683207634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWkkaOh4dI/AAAAAAAAALI/epaL3uUaaew/s400/ria07g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ponte + antiga da cidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267086733308290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWkNEkn8YI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hxUxqyDsG4M/s400/hotel+melia+ria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotel Meliá da Ria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267251070447170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWkWoxprkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/k-1CBBvbbM4/s400/zverde01g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parque da cidade - Entrada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230267369317073026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWkdhR2AII/AAAAAAAAALA/imP6KBhknoU/s400/zverde13g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parque da cidade - Lago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230268211494415090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWlOiokavI/AAAAAAAAALg/4SEjriCxcIE/s400/Ovos_moles_de_Aveiro-.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ovos moles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-2886398053348628824?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/2886398053348628824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=2886398053348628824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2886398053348628824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2886398053348628824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/08/passeio-por-aveiro.html' title='Passeio por Aveiro'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SJWj5NoH4WI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yPxhNJIxvJI/s72-c/esta%C3%A7ao+comboio+antiga+aveiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-4877186098128480422</id><published>2008-08-03T13:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T13:06:02.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aveiro: uma viagem fantástica no moliceiro pela Ria</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iFAv5XGLpRg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iFAv5XGLpRg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-4877186098128480422?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/4877186098128480422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=4877186098128480422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4877186098128480422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4877186098128480422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/08/aveiro-uma-viagem-fantstica-no.html' title='Aveiro: uma viagem fantástica no moliceiro pela Ria'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3482035933258057920</id><published>2008-07-27T17:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:44.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Abandonada - A menina que ninguém queria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227734225986141218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SIyklLAOPCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2iMFY2u4k68/s400/bombarcapas.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Uma história verídica de uma menina inglesa separada da mãe verdadeira à nascença. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Anya Peters" cresce num ambiente de terror, dominado pelo seu tio manipulador e violento. Agredida, humilhada e violada por ele desde os seis anos de idade, "Anya" pensa que nada mais lhe poderá acontecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mas acontece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Um dia, magoada com os insultos dos irmãos, "Anya" não consegue aguentar e todos os segredos são finalmente revelados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E então, a sua "Mamã", a única pessoa que "Anya" sempre amou e cujo afecto a ajudara a suportar aquela existência de terror, abandona-a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Decidida a começar uma nova vida, "Anya" esconde os seus sentimentos e tenta seguir em frente, tornando-se uma sem-abrigo, passando a viver no próprio carro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Anya Peters" começa, então, a descrever as suas experiências num diário na Internet e rapidamente o seu blogue conquista uma série de leitores, contribuindo para a reflexão sobre os "sem-abrigo escondidos" e levando à publicação da sua história. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hoje, Anya já não é uma sem-abrigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3482035933258057920?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3482035933258057920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3482035933258057920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3482035933258057920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3482035933258057920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/07/abandonada-menina-que-ningum-queria.html' title='Abandonada - A menina que ninguém queria'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SIyklLAOPCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2iMFY2u4k68/s72-c/bombarcapas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-6395605074926954993</id><published>2008-07-15T18:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:44.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Mensagem para 1 pandinha especial...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223303940637081394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SHznQn-SPzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/keg6YZdmUP4/s400/PANDA.JPG" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;De todas as belezas que o mundo possui, escolho teu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;De todas as estrelas que me encantam no céu, escolho teus olhos de menino...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;De todos os sabores indescritíveis da vida, escolho teus beijos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;De todos os mais intensos que posso sentir, escolho o teu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Assim, escolho-te a cada dia e a cada instante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223304280000076850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SHznkYMunDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KH-DSVos9gU/s400/labios.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-6395605074926954993?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/6395605074926954993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=6395605074926954993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6395605074926954993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6395605074926954993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/07/mensagem-para-1-pandinha-especial.html' title='Mensagem para 1 pandinha especial...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SHznQn-SPzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/keg6YZdmUP4/s72-c/PANDA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-2060410880924379931</id><published>2008-07-10T23:56:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:45.293Z</updated><title type='text'>Fotos Luis Royo - amostra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SHaVOiFPXxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/laXV7fJENkE/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221524894882160402" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Obrigada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-212860599248047753?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/212860599248047753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=212860599248047753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/212860599248047753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/212860599248047753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/07/luis-royo-erotismo-sem-vulgaridade.html' title='Luis Royo - Erotismo sem vulgaridade'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-1229124735091750962</id><published>2008-04-27T17:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:45.596Z</updated><title type='text'>Queima das Fitas 2008 - 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(Fernando Pessoa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As vezes a vida é a pior morte."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Autor desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b9eQp-z2zjs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b9eQp-z2zjs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-5127567730751403538?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/5127567730751403538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=5127567730751403538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5127567730751403538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5127567730751403538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/04/posso-ter-defeitos-fernando-pessoa.html' title='Posso ter defeitos... 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-2114597307414809277</id><published>2008-04-25T21:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:46.231Z</updated><title type='text'>Lágrimas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193276972745166178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SBI55DyxDWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zabBTmoYa98/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chorar é dizer em lágrimas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o que o coração sente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e que a boca, por um orgulho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ou outro, se recusa a dizer."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Autor desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-2114597307414809277?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/2114597307414809277/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-5599011518453789425</id><published>2008-04-25T20:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T20:49:20.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Mclachlan - Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Pu7ymSGnq0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Pu7ymSGnq0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Passar todo seu tempo esperando&lt;br /&gt;Por aquela segunda chance,&lt;br /&gt;Por uma oportunidade que deixaria tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Sempre há um motivo&lt;br /&gt;Para não se sentir bem o suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;E é difícil no fim do dia,&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso de alguma distração.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, belo descanso&lt;br /&gt;A lembrança vaza das minhas veias...&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me ficar vazia&lt;br /&gt;E sem peso e talvez&lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrarei alguma paz esta noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos braços de um anjo,&lt;br /&gt;Voar para longe daqui,&lt;br /&gt;Deste escuro e frio quarto de hotel&lt;br /&gt;E da imensidão que você teme.&lt;br /&gt;Você é arrancado das ruínas&lt;br /&gt;De seu devaneio silencioso.&lt;br /&gt;Você está nos braços de um anjo,&lt;br /&gt;Que você encontre algum conforto lá&lt;br /&gt;Tão cansado de andar na linha,&lt;br /&gt;E para todo lugar que você se vira&lt;br /&gt;Existem abutres e ladrões nas suas costas,&lt;br /&gt;E a tempestade continua se retorcendo.&lt;br /&gt;Você continua construindo a mentira&lt;br /&gt;Que você inventa por causa de tudo que você não tem&lt;br /&gt;Não faz nenhuma diferença&lt;br /&gt;Escapar uma última vez.&lt;br /&gt;É mais fácil acreditar nesta doce loucura, oh&lt;br /&gt;Esta gloriosa tristeza que me deixa de joelhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está nos braços de um anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Que você encontre algum conforto aí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-5599011518453789425?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/5599011518453789425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=5599011518453789425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5599011518453789425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcIZtW8Y6oY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Umas das cenas mais fortes do filme "Anjos do Sol".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-2842283825511346667?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/2842283825511346667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=2842283825511346667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Porto 2-0 Benfica</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24 golos, 24 pontos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191461760196193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAvG9yGErTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pr7k_TmI2Mw/s400/23250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não foi exactamente entrar e marcar, apenas porque entre o começo e o golo houve seis minutos de permeio, espécie de ameno preparativo de consequências previsíveis elaborado como uma inevitabilidade, marcha implacável acelerada por uns e temida por outros.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao sétimo minuto, Lisandro, cansado do pacífico ensaio, deu a análise por concluída numa diagonal instintiva que carregava a ciência de um artista a cada metro conquistado e a cada adversário ultrapassado. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os ensinamentos de Lisandro repetiam-se, enquanto o Benfica, indiferente à demonstração grátis, apelava persistentemente à criatividade de Quim, que dispensava a escala no meio-campo para solicitar a intervenção de Nuno Gomes, ou, em alternativa, ao estilo cerebral e peculiar de Nelson, promotor de uma boa dezena de cruzamentos semelhantes com destino idêntico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O 24º golo de Lisandro sentenciava o desfecho da terceira festa consecutiva do tricampeão e selava a distância para o opositor, cuja contabilidade há muito deixou de constituir motivo de desassossego ou mera inquietação para o F.C. Porto. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A três jornadas do final da Liga, 24 pontos separam o Benfica do consagrado líder, agora com 20 de vantagem sobre o segundo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-7194082483921649508?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/7194082483921649508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=7194082483921649508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7194082483921649508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7194082483921649508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/04/fc-porto-2-0-benfica.html' title='F.C. Porto 2-0 Benfica'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAvG9yGErTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/pr7k_TmI2Mw/s72-c/23250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-8238475592167732598</id><published>2008-04-15T23:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:46.498Z</updated><title type='text'>FCP passou à final da Taça de Portugal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189597284303256850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAUnPAI6PRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z9zh7cb6GSE/s400/200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O F.C. Porto ganhou esta terça-feira, no Bonfim, o direito a tentar a sexta «dobradinha» da sua história. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depois de ter conquistado o campeonato, a 18 de Maio procurará ganhar também a Taça de Portugal na mesma época.&lt;br /&gt;Um feito que o clube conseguiu em 2005/06, 2002/03, 1997/98, 1987/88 e 1955/56. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O F.C. Porto soma até esta altura treze taças de Portugal e 24 presenças em finais. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O adversário portista será conhecido esta quarta-feira, em Alvalade, depois de terminado o jogo entre Sporting e Benfica, agendado para as 20.30 horas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-8238475592167732598?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/8238475592167732598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=8238475592167732598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/8238475592167732598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/8238475592167732598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/04/fcp-passou-final-da-taa-de-portugal.html' title='FCP passou à final da Taça de Portugal...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAUnPAI6PRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/z9zh7cb6GSE/s72-c/200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-6562514188572061898</id><published>2008-04-14T20:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:46.728Z</updated><title type='text'>ISCAP lançou nova imagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189180861454105858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOsgAI6PQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/109U2wwy55E/s400/logo+iscap.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOr8AI6PPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-mImz-AHV2s/s1600-h/imagem+iscap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189180242978815218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOr8AI6PPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-mImz-AHV2s/s400/imagem+iscap.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-6562514188572061898?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/6562514188572061898/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=6562514188572061898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6562514188572061898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6562514188572061898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/04/iscap-lanou-nova-imagem.html' title='ISCAP lançou nova imagem'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOsgAI6PQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/109U2wwy55E/s72-c/logo+iscap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-2908194018239504595</id><published>2008-04-14T19:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:46.916Z</updated><title type='text'>JORNADAS DE MARKETING DO ISCAP - VIII Edição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apresentação das Jornadas de Marketing 2008 do ISCAP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/59Qi1oWBDkY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOpWQI6POI/AAAAAAAAAII/MQNIOJhC0RE/s1600-h/jornadas+mkt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189177395415497954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOpWQI6POI/AAAAAAAAAII/MQNIOJhC0RE/s400/jornadas+mkt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-2908194018239504595?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/2908194018239504595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=2908194018239504595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2908194018239504595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/2908194018239504595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/04/jornadas-de-marketing-do-iscap-viii.html' title='JORNADAS DE MARKETING DO ISCAP - VIII Edição'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOpWQI6POI/AAAAAAAAAII/MQNIOJhC0RE/s72-c/jornadas+mkt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-4681097203386211126</id><published>2008-04-14T19:40:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:47.282Z</updated><title type='text'>Campeão não, TRICAMPEÃO!!!! :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189173843477544114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOmHgI6PLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZXrg8A5A8P0/s400/22924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Campeão não, TRICAMPEÃO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189174290154142930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOmhgI6PNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/DdYMpWnD82o/s400/pri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A cinco jornadas do fim, com larga vantagem, sem margem para dúvidas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O Dragão voltou a ser o melhor, fortaleceu um estatuto com mais de duas décadas, mostrou argumentos inigualáveis, encantou os seus adeptos, espalhou o seu fogo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A temporada 2007/08 ficará para sempre pintada de azul e branco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-4681097203386211126?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/4681097203386211126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=4681097203386211126&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4681097203386211126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4681097203386211126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/04/campeo-no-tricampeo.html' title='Campeão não, TRICAMPEÃO!!!! :-)'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/SAOmHgI6PLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZXrg8A5A8P0/s72-c/22924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-4731795557944953885</id><published>2008-01-22T16:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:37:35.405Z</updated><title type='text'>Luciana Abreu - Rapariga de Gaia para miúdos e graúdos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=23058683"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luciana Abreu&lt;/span&gt;, a miúda que saiu de Vila Nova de Gaia para ser protagonista da série «&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Floribela&lt;/span&gt;», já aceitou posar despida para a edição de Fevereiro da &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;revista masculina «FHM».&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de deixar a série «Floribella», de ter colocado silicone nos seios e mudado o seu visual, Luciana Abreu tem sido um alvo apetecível para as revistas masculinas, algo que há muito queria viver, e acabou por aceitar a proposta apresentada pela «FHM».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A actriz tem agendado para 2008 um novo projecto, um programa ao estilo da cantora brasileira Xuxa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Luciana Abreu dos miúdos na Floribella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMvAf26BCRI&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Musical Ri-Fixe - Flor e Fred ao som da linda música "Assim Será" (Natal 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Luciana Abreu dos graúdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hgJsO8miU3A&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Programa "Dança Comigo" - Luciana Abreu dança e balança as suas GRANDES "mudanças" (Natal 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Temos uma Britney Spears à portuguesa!!! loooool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O dinheiro, a fama e a cultura da beleza e do corpo perfeito sobe á cabeça das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perdeu-se a rapariga bonita e talentosa que encantou as crianças e até adultos de Portugal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...ganhou-se mais uma, entre muitas, raparigas descascadas a balançar o tao cobiçado silicone no seu + perfeito bronze de solário... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Palavras para quê?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-4731795557944953885?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/4731795557944953885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=4731795557944953885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4731795557944953885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4731795557944953885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/01/luciana-abreu-rapariga-de-gaia-para.html' title='Luciana Abreu - Rapariga de Gaia para miúdos e graúdos!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-6939134733088506664</id><published>2008-01-21T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:47.621Z</updated><title type='text'>Exames e + exames...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5T-m0jhxmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Nxe8JdbtxCg/s1600-h/estudandooo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165326658580475106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R67tOpmLbOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PhQ1-q19OQk/s400/estudar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5T9H0jhxjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/f7jhRRTMQUI/s1600-h/34624436.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158025784054629938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5T9H0jhxjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/f7jhRRTMQUI/s400/34624436.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca + termina os exames!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rsrsrsrsrsrsrs.........................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-6939134733088506664?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/6939134733088506664/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=6939134733088506664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6939134733088506664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6939134733088506664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/01/exames-e-exames.html' title='Exames e + exames...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R67tOpmLbOI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PhQ1-q19OQk/s72-c/estudar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-7938309636541228219</id><published>2008-01-21T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:47.733Z</updated><title type='text'>F. C. Porto: simplesmente o melhor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=23058683"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Começo por uma constatação quase pueril: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o F.C. Porto é a melhor equipa portuguesa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer dizer, é muito a melhor equipa portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frase é de construção duvidosa, mas cumpre a sua função, acentuar a ideia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este F.C. Porto 2007/08 não se tornou a (muito) melhor equipa portuguesa apenas este sábado à noite, depois de ganhar por 4-0. Mas há instantes em que as coisas resultam bastante evidentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, depois de ver em sessão contínua Benfica e F.C. Porto, e ainda sem ter esquecido a triste figura do Sporting em Setúbal, é tudo tão claro que só resta terminar o artigo como o comecei: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o campeão é mesmo melhor do que os outros. Só uma tragédia (tão grande que ninguém a imagina possível) impedirá o tri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Ninguém acorda muito melhor do que os outros. Dá imenso trabalho. A exibição do F.C. Porto frente ao Sp. Braga foi fantástica por tudo o que se viu. Golos, jogadas, a forma de controlar o adversário. Mas também pelo que nem se vê, mas que, percebe-se, está lá. Esta noite, o F.C. Porto conseguiu o melhor resultado da época, perante um Sp. Braga que andava forte. Todos respiraram ao mesmo ritmo e isso tornou-os imparáveis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(http://www.maisfutebol.iol.pt/noticia.php?div_id=1497&amp;amp;id=902572)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158015123945801250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5TzbUjhxiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/R8Y74r5sAwQ/s400/fcporto_0607_111-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-7938309636541228219?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/7938309636541228219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=7938309636541228219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7938309636541228219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7938309636541228219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/01/f-c-porto-simplesmente-o-melhor.html' title='F. C. Porto: simplesmente o melhor'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5TzbUjhxiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/R8Y74r5sAwQ/s72-c/fcporto_0607_111-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-7553383320613834188</id><published>2008-01-21T18:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:48.007Z</updated><title type='text'>Volteiiiiiiiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=23058683"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pessoal, após longos meses de ausência, tou de volta com novos posts... finalmente resolvi o problema do meu blog e voltou a funcionar... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looooool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5TkhkjhxhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/maWvWj26cNI/s1600-h/voltei.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157998738645566994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5TkhkjhxhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/maWvWj26cNI/s400/voltei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-7553383320613834188?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/7553383320613834188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=7553383320613834188&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7553383320613834188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7553383320613834188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2008/01/volteiiiiiiiii.html' title='Volteiiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/R5TkhkjhxhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/maWvWj26cNI/s72-c/voltei.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3506111134141947446</id><published>2007-10-08T16:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:48.574Z</updated><title type='text'>Milaneza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=23058683"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpJkTzDjzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/29_eJdvLxRo/s1600-h/CRACHÃ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118984814598524722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpJkTzDjzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/29_eJdvLxRo/s400/CRACH%C3%83.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpJfzzDjyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GurJY7ZQTLI/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118984737289113378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpJfzzDjyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GurJY7ZQTLI/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hummmmmmmmm.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpJZzzDjxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W5HcKTW87Ow/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118984634209898258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpJZzzDjxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/W5HcKTW87Ow/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3506111134141947446?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3506111134141947446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3506111134141947446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3506111134141947446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3506111134141947446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/10/milaneza.html' title='Milaneza'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpJkTzDjzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/29_eJdvLxRo/s72-c/CRACH%C3%83.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3167589929839933274</id><published>2007-10-08T15:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:49.953Z</updated><title type='text'>Pikolin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=23058683"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exposição Pikolin - Lojas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpF5TzDjwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2UHaI9xUGDo/s1600-h/EXPOSIÃÃO+PIKOLIN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980777329266434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpF5TzDjwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2UHaI9xUGDo/s400/EXPOSI%C3%87%C3%83O+PIKOLIN.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Pikolin - El Corte Inglês Gaia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFyzzDjvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_vcnfc9eaIY/s1600-h/CAPA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980665660116722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFyzzDjvI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_vcnfc9eaIY/s400/CAPA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFsTzDjuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KwH5oqw-iog/s1600-h/VANITY+DUOSENSE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980553990967010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFsTzDjuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/KwH5oqw-iog/s400/VANITY+DUOSENSE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;Vanity Duosense: Colchao de sonho... mas os sonhos pagam-se caro... lol&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFnzzDjtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZGSOy7H7zeA/s1600-h/INFINITY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980476681555666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFnzzDjtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZGSOy7H7zeA/s400/INFINITY.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFjjzDjsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1H-QivKT_qE/s1600-h/SOMIERS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980403667111618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFjjzDjsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1H-QivKT_qE/s400/SOMIERS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFdDzDjrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gLKwIMKqUSU/s1600-h/almofada_latex_cerv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980291997961906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFdDzDjrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gLKwIMKqUSU/s400/almofada_latex_cerv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; Pikolin - Jumbo Gaia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;          &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFTjzDjqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_JwhLkOBo4M/s1600-h/CAPA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980128789204642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFTjzDjqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_JwhLkOBo4M/s400/CAPA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFODzDjpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e4MdlZzICXM/s1600-h/711,+447,+ESTRADOS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118980034299924114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFODzDjpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e4MdlZzICXM/s400/711,+447,+ESTRADOS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFGTzDjoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/l2zniasGxJI/s1600-h/448,+CAMA+ARTICULADA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118979901155937922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpFGTzDjoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/l2zniasGxJI/s400/448,+CAMA+ARTICULADA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Pikolin - Carrefour Gaia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpE8jzDjnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3rJSNJ8vlBc/s1600-h/CROWN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118979733652213362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpE8jzDjnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3rJSNJ8vlBc/s400/CROWN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3167589929839933274?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3167589929839933274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3167589929839933274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3167589929839933274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3167589929839933274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/10/pikolin.html' title='Pikolin'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RwpF5TzDjwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2UHaI9xUGDo/s72-c/EXPOSI%C3%87%C3%83O+PIKOLIN.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3675197998919551891</id><published>2007-09-05T22:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:54:41.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjo da minha vida!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dedico este video a um brasileiro super especial que entrou na minha vida há quase 5 anos atrás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E deixo aqui o meu agradecimento por tudo que faz por mim, pelo imenso apoio que me tem dado sempre que preciso, por viver intensamente as minhas vitórias e também as derrotas, por estar sempre comigo em todos os momentos, por fazer-me rir mesmo quando só tenho vontade de chorar e por todas as coisas boas que me tem proporcionado ao longo de todos estes anos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cláudio, obrigada por tudo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nunca te esquecerei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Espero ter a sorte e a felicidade de continuar a ter-te sempre na minha vida, tudo farei para nunca te decepcionar e não teres motivos para te afastares de mim, pois o meu maior desejo é continuarmos juntos e ficarmos ainda mais juntos em todos os sentidos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vR2dHvO9Ycw"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vR2dHvO9Ycw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3675197998919551891?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3675197998919551891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3675197998919551891&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3675197998919551891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3675197998919551891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/09/anjo-da-minha-vida.html' title='Anjo da minha vida!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-409398978324830820</id><published>2007-08-30T20:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:50.112Z</updated><title type='text'>Maldito AVC!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104581812815099378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtceHQ_DdfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2pXZRTZQtZ8/s400/choro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porquê o meu pai?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porquê que a vida é assim cruel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vida de merda!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-409398978324830820?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/409398978324830820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=409398978324830820&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/409398978324830820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/409398978324830820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/08/maldito-avc.html' title='Maldito AVC!!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtceHQ_DdfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2pXZRTZQtZ8/s72-c/choro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-8654501841186022651</id><published>2007-08-27T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:51.367Z</updated><title type='text'>Lost / Perdidos - Visão feminina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Imagens de Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103502320029890018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNIUg_DdeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c4tobWox9so/s320/matthew_fox_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHjA_DddI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Gx_sAR4ksVI/s1600-h/matthew_fox_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHfQ_DdcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LKk8sLppo6k/s1600-h/lost-jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103501405201855938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHfQ_DdcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LKk8sLppo6k/s400/lost-jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHXA_DdbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/14mxOaF9Zy8/s1600-h/jack4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103501263467935154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHXA_DdbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/14mxOaF9Zy8/s400/jack4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHSg_DdaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DdcSa1-CnBo/s1600-h/jack1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103501186158523810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHSg_DdaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DdcSa1-CnBo/s400/jack1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHMg_DdZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/m5gf_ip-w1s/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103501083079308690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHMg_DdZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/m5gf_ip-w1s/s400/jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagens alucinantes do Sawyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHFw_DdYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t6qqZ4UAUto/s1600-h/sawyer4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103500967115191682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNHFw_DdYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t6qqZ4UAUto/s400/sawyer4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNG6A_DdXI/AAAAAAAAADs/qoxPwO9iL7M/s1600-h/sawyer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103500765251728754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNG6A_DdXI/AAAAAAAAADs/qoxPwO9iL7M/s400/sawyer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNGvQ_DdWI/AAAAAAAAADk/MCtSq7YKWeA/s1600-h/sawyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103500580568135010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNGvQ_DdWI/AAAAAAAAADk/MCtSq7YKWeA/s400/sawyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNGkQ_DdVI/AAAAAAAAADc/cQhZ2k3MOD8/s1600-h/sawyer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103500391589573970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNGkQ_DdVI/AAAAAAAAADc/cQhZ2k3MOD8/s400/sawyer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedico as imagens do Sawyer à maioria das gajas que se babam p ele... hehehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas se o Jack tirasse assim a roupa, seria 1 pedaço d mau caminho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu voto no Jack!! loooooool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-8654501841186022651?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/8654501841186022651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=8654501841186022651&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/8654501841186022651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/8654501841186022651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/08/lost-perdidos-viso-feminina.html' title='Lost / Perdidos - Visão feminina'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RtNIUg_DdeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c4tobWox9so/s72-c/matthew_fox_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-7572872601191569329</id><published>2007-08-16T21:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:43:46.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Recordar é viver...</title><content type='html'>Dedico este video aos meus pais que eu tanto adoro, &lt;br /&gt;independentemente de brigas, &lt;br /&gt;palavras mais duras&lt;br /&gt;e tudo o mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qg27Zvonsu4"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qg27Zvonsu4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-7572872601191569329?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/7572872601191569329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=7572872601191569329&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7572872601191569329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7572872601191569329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/08/recordar-viver.html' title='Recordar é viver...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-321687395135457890</id><published>2007-08-16T17:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T18:05:14.585+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafio...</title><content type='html'>Fui desafiada pela Rima (&lt;a href="http://sleeping-angel.blogspot.com/2007/08/desafio.html"&gt;http://sleeping-angel.blogspot.com/2007/08/desafio.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pegar no livro mais próximo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Abri-lo na página 161.&lt;br /&gt;3. Procurar a quinta frase completa.&lt;br /&gt;4. Transcrever a referida frase no blogue.&lt;br /&gt;5. Não vale escolher a melhor frase nem o melhor livro (usar obrigatoriamente o mais próximo).&lt;br /&gt;6. Finalmente, passar o desafio a cinco pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Imaginar é sonhar: dorme e repousa a vida no entretanto; sentir é viver activamente: cansa-a e consome-a."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fonte&lt;/strong&gt;: GARRETT, Almeida, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viagens na minha terra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Biblioteca Ulisseia de autores portugueses, 11ª Edição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passo o desafio a:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Albino (&lt;a href="http://pt.netlog.com/albinus13"&gt;http://pt.netlog.com/albinus13&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Susana (&lt;a href="http://pestinhapekenina.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pestinhapekenina.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ana (&lt;a href="http://ana-querido-babytiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ana-querido-babytiger.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Esquilo (&lt;a href="http://muybien.blog.com/"&gt;http://muybien.blog.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cristina (&lt;a href="http://fotolog.terra.com.br/prettygirl1"&gt;http://fotolog.terra.com.br/prettygirl1&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RogfZ46j_MI/AAAAAAAAADM/lW6wvkc08WA/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"só para dizer que te amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nas palavras que dizemos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no olhar que não trocámos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no amor que não fizemos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;só para dizer que te amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nos silêncios que guardamos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no toque que desejámos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no beijo que ensaiámos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;só para dizer que te amo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nos sorrisos sem razão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nas lágrimas sem sentido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no amor onde nos perdemos"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(autor desconhecido)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3199443330418614576?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3199443330418614576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3199443330418614576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3199443330418614576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3199443330418614576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/07/s-para-dizer-que-te-amo.html' title='Só para dizer que te amo...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RogfZ46j_MI/AAAAAAAAADM/lW6wvkc08WA/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-8908875733755053575</id><published>2007-07-01T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:51.671Z</updated><title type='text'>Imagens</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082344419905240210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RogdUo6j_JI/AAAAAAAAAC0/k3540d_tNOs/s400/Corpos7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pairam na minha mente frases emaranhadas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de imagens que se desdobram,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de momentos contigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a tua boca na minha, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me deixa sem fôlego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a minha língua na tua pele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o teu abraço apertado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a minha boca no teu sexo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o teu sexo dentro de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os nossos corpos suados, entrelaçados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as tuas mãos nos meus seios&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os meus olhos nos teus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o delírio do prazer, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a tua boca na minha pele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os teus dedos perdidos em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o grito dos espasmos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e o silêncio do depois"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(autor desconhecido)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-8908875733755053575?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/8908875733755053575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=8908875733755053575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/8908875733755053575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/8908875733755053575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/07/imagens.html' title='Imagens'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RogdUo6j_JI/AAAAAAAAAC0/k3540d_tNOs/s72-c/Corpos7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-6454100052821893176</id><published>2007-06-04T19:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:36:26.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Novela Vingança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apresentação Vingança - Jornal da Noite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOFpBkkD_UE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOFpBkkD_UE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;História de uma Vingança&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCiNs_tBqEE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCiNs_tBqEE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vingança - 1 Episódio Parte 3/3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQi-niIQ1TI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQi-niIQ1TI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laura entra na casa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yzoyQQLu06o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yzoyQQLu06o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um reencontro emocionante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPKpn433dXc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPKpn433dXc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-6454100052821893176?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/6454100052821893176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=6454100052821893176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6454100052821893176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6454100052821893176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/06/novela-vingana.html' title='Novela Vingança'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-667947183877754551</id><published>2007-06-04T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:51.788Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu sou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou Lágrima, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orriso, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olhar distante... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou Mãos que trabalham &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E acariciam &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E pedem Mãos outras... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou Fragmentos de um tempo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que já passou... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(passado e presente) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me fez, assim... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assim, como sou! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou presença Inteira, única... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frágil quando sonha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forte quando quer mais! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou o dar-me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem nada ter... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou o livro Por ler, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metáfora de mulher &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que o é Sem o ser... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu sou Mais que palavras, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais que uma voz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que se perde no espaço &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diz quase nada... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do muito de nós!..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-667947183877754551?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/667947183877754551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=667947183877754551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/667947183877754551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/667947183877754551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/06/eu-sou.html' title='Eu sou...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNO1hYn7_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Tp5oQhtCXCY/s72-c/67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3427599300319639968</id><published>2007-06-03T23:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:57.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 1 d Junho: Ser criança!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1 aninho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071973661001904082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNFLBYn79I/AAAAAAAAACc/j-KYb2l9dFE/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1 aninho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071973609462296514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNFIBYn78I/AAAAAAAAACU/TU4NLX_rnsk/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 aninhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNFFBYn77I/AAAAAAAAACM/UkA51dAn2a4/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071973557922688946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNFFBYn77I/AAAAAAAAACM/UkA51dAn2a4/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3 aninhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNFCRYn76I/AAAAAAAAACE/_ombiuZK7Vo/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071973510678048674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNFCRYn76I/AAAAAAAAACE/_ombiuZK7Vo/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;10 anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071975194305228770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNGkRYn7-I/AAAAAAAAACk/6go0tTROFEI/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 anos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNExxYn72I/AAAAAAAAABk/-C7yR0w-Mgs/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071973407598833538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNE8RYn74I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dEU3fhuuNF0/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;.............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; 23 anos passaram desde a 1ª foto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O espirito de criança não passa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3427599300319639968?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3427599300319639968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3427599300319639968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3427599300319639968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3427599300319639968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/06/dia-1-d-junho-ser-criana.html' title='Dia 1 d Junho: Ser criança!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmNFLBYn79I/AAAAAAAAACc/j-KYb2l9dFE/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-7334140817635325616</id><published>2007-06-03T22:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:57.903Z</updated><title type='text'>Dragao em festa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071960312243547986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmM5CBYn71I/AAAAAAAAABc/ytGLyEFzYZY/s400/16341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baía continua ao lado de Jesualdo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anderson, o nosso menino, foi-se...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-7334140817635325616?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/7334140817635325616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=7334140817635325616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7334140817635325616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7334140817635325616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/06/dragao-em-festa.html' title='Dragao em festa'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RmM5CBYn71I/AAAAAAAAABc/ytGLyEFzYZY/s72-c/16341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-4006845900536833093</id><published>2007-04-29T10:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:58.040Z</updated><title type='text'>Vida madrasta!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058778453264871106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RjRkM2BArsI/AAAAAAAAABU/gO604cc65Yo/s400/lagrimas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Há tanta gente cruel no mundo k n devia existir e a kem a vida devia fazer sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No entanto vivem felizes da vida numa boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;É injusto!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pq k a vida tinha d ser tao madrasta pa nós????? Pq o meu pai?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pq k fui tao lenta a agir e irresponsável, axando k n seria nada urgente?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-4006845900536833093?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/4006845900536833093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=4006845900536833093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4006845900536833093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4006845900536833093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/vida-madrasta.html' title='Vida madrasta!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RjRkM2BArsI/AAAAAAAAABU/gO604cc65Yo/s72-c/lagrimas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-1061384665841015719</id><published>2007-04-29T10:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T10:23:09.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AVC – Acidente Vascular Cerebral</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definição:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O acidente vascular cerebral, ou derrame cerebral, ocorre quando há um entupimento ou o rompimento dos vasos que levam sangue ao cérebro provocando a paralisia da área cerebral que ficou sem circulação sanguínea adequada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tipos de AVC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Isquêmico: entupimento dos vasos que levam sangue ao cérebro; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Hemorrágico: rompimento do vaso provocando sangramento no cérebro. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sintomas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Diminuição ou perda súbita da força na face, braço ou perna de um lado do corpo; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Alteração súbita da sensibilidade com sensação de formigamento na face, braço ou perna de um lado do corpo; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Perda súbita de visão num olho ou nos dois olhos; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Alteração aguda da fala, incluindo dificuldade para articular, expressar ou para compreender a linguagem; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Dor de cabeça súbita e intensa sem causa aparente; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Instabilidade, vertigem súbita intensa e desequilíbrio associado a náuseas ou vômitos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tratamento e reabilitação:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tratamento e a reabilitação da pessoa vitimada por um AVC dependerá sempre das particularidades que envolvam cada caso. Há recursos terapêuticos que podem auxiliar na restauração das funções afetadas. Para que o paciente possa ter uma melhor recuperação e qualidade de vida, é fundamental que ele seja analisado e tratado por uma equipe multidisciplinar de profissionais da saúde, fisioterapeutas, médicos, psicólogos e demais profissionais. Seja qual for o tipo do acidente, as conseqüências são bastante danosas. Além de estar entre as principais causas de morte mundiais, o AVC é uma das patologias que mais incapacitam para a realização das atividades cotidianas. Conforme a região cerebral atingida, bem como de acordo com a extensão das lesões, o AVC pode oscilar entre dois opostos. Os de menor intensidade praticamente não deixam seqüelas. Os mais graves, todavia, podem levar as pessoas à morte ou a um estado de absoluta dependência, sem condições, por vezes, de nem mesmo sair da cama. A pessoa pode sofrer diversas complicações, como alterações comportamentais e cognitivas, dificuldades na fala, dificuldade para se alimentar, constipação intestinal, epilepsia vascular, depressão e outras implicações decorrentes da imobilidade e pelo acometimento muscular. Um dos fatores determinantes para os tipos de conseqüências provocadas é o tempo decorrido entre o início do AVC e o recebimento do tratamento necessário. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para que o risco de seqüelas seja significativamente reduzido, o correto é que a vítima seja levada imediatamente ao hospital. Os danos são consideravelmente maiores quando o atendimento demora mais de 3 horas para ser iniciado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prevenção:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Muitos fatores de risco contribuem para o seu aparecimento. Alguns desses fatores não podem ser modificados, como a idade,  a raça,  a constituição genética e o sexo. Outros fatores, entretanto, podem ser diagnosticados e tratados, tais como a hipertensão arterial (pressão alta), a diabetes mellitus, as doenças cardíacas, a enxaqueca, o uso de anticoncepcionais hormonais,  a ingestão de bebidas alcoólicas, o fumo, o sedentarismo (falta de atividades físicas) e a obesidade. A adequação dos hábitos de vida diária é primordial para a prevenção do AVC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-1061384665841015719?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/1061384665841015719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=1061384665841015719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/1061384665841015719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/1061384665841015719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/avc-acidente-vascular-cerebral.html' title='AVC – Acidente Vascular Cerebral'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-4253833568342995987</id><published>2007-04-29T09:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T10:12:33.904+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Acidente Vascular Cerebral (AVC)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AVC / Trombose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O acidente vascular cerebral (AVC), ou Acidente vascular encefálico (AVE), vulgarmente chamado de "derrame cerebral", é uma &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Doença" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doen%C3%A7a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doença&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; de início súbito, que pode ocorrer por dois motivos: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;isquemia ou hemorragia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro tipo, e o mais comum deles, é devido à falta de irrigação &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Sangue" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sangue"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sanguínea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; num determinado território &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Cérebro" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/C%C3%A9rebro"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cerebral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, causando morte de tecido cerebral - é o AVC isquêmico.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O AVC hemorrágico é menos comum, mas não menos grave, e ocorre pela ruptura de um vaso sangüíneo intracraniano, levando à formação de um coágulo que afeta determinada função cerebral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;processo de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Reabilitação" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reabilita%C3%A7%C3%A3o"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reabilitação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; pode ser mais ou menos longo, dependendo das características do próprio AVC, da região afectada e do apoio que o doente tiver.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existem diversos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fatores considerados de risco&lt;/span&gt; para a chance de ter um AVC, sendo o principal a hipertensão arterial sistêmica não controlada e, além dela, também aumentam a possibilidade o diabete melitus, doenças reumatológicas, trombose, uma arritmia cardíaca chamada fibrilação atrial, estenose de valva mitral entre outras. ....Abaixo está o cérebro e cerebelo vistos de lado e o nome de algumas de suas divisões, que são os lobos cerebrais:&lt;br /&gt;O sistema nerovoso central todo pode ser acometido por esta doença e ele inclui além do cérebro, o tronco cerebral, o cerebelo e até a medula espinal. Dependendo da região a ser atingida os sintomas e as sequelas são diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Assim o lobo frontal está mais ligado as decisões e movimentos, o parietal com os movimentos e a sensibilidade do pescoço para baixo e com parte da fala e o occipital com a visão. O cerebelo está ligado com o equilíbrio e o tronco cerebral com a respiração e os movimentos e sensibilidade do pescoço para cima. Claro que isto é uma explicação básica e deve-se ter em mente que todo sistema nervoso está interligado podendo uma lesão em uma mínima parte pode ter grandes repercussões no todo e suas implicações e localização da lesão podem ser difíceis de diagnosticar, devendo a pessoa acometida ser avaliada por um médico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na parte da evolução temos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 tipos de AVC&lt;/span&gt;, os que não deixam sequela nenhuma já no mesmo dia que acontece, os que não deixam sequelas mas duram mais de um dia e ou que deixam sequelas. Quanto a este último, quando associado a déficits motores necessita de um acompanhamento fisioterápico para potencializar e fortalecer os músculos que ainda possuem a inervação funcionante para assim diminuir as deficiências que podem ter sido causadas; no caso de problemas na fala um fonoaudiólogo pode ser necessário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer forma, o AVC é uma doença que merece muita atenção pela dependência e alteração da vida que pode causar e a melhor maneira de lidar com ela é prevení-la controlando todos os fatores causais já citados, novamente mencionando que a principal é a hipertensão arterial sistêmica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O melhor &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tratamento&lt;/span&gt; para o AVC é a prevenção, identificar e tratar os fatores de risco, como a hipertensão, aterosclerose, o diabete melito, o colesterol elevado, cessar o tabagismo e o etilismo, além de reconhecer e tratar problemas cardíacos.&lt;br /&gt;Atualmente, existe uma medicação, chamada trombolítico, que pode ser usada na fase aguda do AVC isquêmico, para dissolver o coágulo que causou a isquemia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Contudo, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;esta medicação só pode ser dada desde que o paciente que sofreu o AVC isquêmico chegue ao hospital dentro de&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 3 horas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-4253833568342995987?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/4253833568342995987/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=4253833568342995987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4253833568342995987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/4253833568342995987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/acidente-vascular-cerebral-avc.html' title='Acidente Vascular Cerebral (AVC)'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-5602301128244261268</id><published>2007-04-15T22:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:58.210Z</updated><title type='text'>Nicholas Sparks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053770041976268626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RiKZE8CBp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/PC7SsKxAyx0/s400/diario.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Todas as manhãs ele lê para ela, de um caderno desbotado pelo tempo, uma história de amor que ela não recorda nem compreende. Um ritual que se repete diariamente no lar de idosos onde ambos vivem agora. Pouco a pouco, ela deixa-se envolver pela magia da presença dele, do que ele lhe lê, pela ternura dele... E o milagre acontece. A paixão renasce, transpõe o abismo do tempo, o abismo da memória e por instantes ela volta para ele... Apesar da doença..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Adorei este livro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As personagens Noah e Allie do "Diário da Nossa Paixão" demonstram que um amor não se alimenta só de palavras mas sim de actos, e que mesmo com o passar dos anos é possível amar tão intensamente como no começo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Este livro de Nicholas Sparks retrata um homem que todos os dias lê para a sua mulher, que sofre de Alzheimer, a historia da vida deles... é uma grande liçao para os casais, principalmente os casados, visto que, com o tempo, ha coisas que se vao desvanescendo e esquecem, muitas vezes, o que os fez apaixonar pela pessoa com quem partilham a vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-5602301128244261268?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/5602301128244261268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=5602301128244261268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5602301128244261268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5602301128244261268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/nicholas-sparks.html' title='Nicholas Sparks'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RiKZE8CBp1I/AAAAAAAAABM/PC7SsKxAyx0/s72-c/diario.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-6378187049212661811</id><published>2007-04-15T22:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:58.319Z</updated><title type='text'>Margarida Rebelo Pinto</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053765656814659394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RiKVFsCBp0I/AAAAAAAAABE/b3httFrWw08/s400/margaridarebelopinto6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Quando se ama alguém tem-se sempre tempo para essa pessoa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E se ela não vem ter connosco, nós esperamos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O verbo esperar torna-se tão imperativo como o verbo respirar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E aprendemos a respirar na espera, a viver nela, afeiçoando-nos a um sonho como se fosse verdade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A vida transforma-se numa estação de comboios e o vento anuncia-nos a chegada antes do alcance do olhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O amor na espera ensina-nos a ver o futuro, a desejá-lo, a organizar tudo para que ele seja possível. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É mais fácil esperar do que desistir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É mais fácil desejar do que esquecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É mais fácil sonhar do que perder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E para quem vive a sonhar, é muito mais fácil viver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-6378187049212661811?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/6378187049212661811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=6378187049212661811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6378187049212661811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/6378187049212661811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/margarida-rebelo-pinto.html' title='Margarida Rebelo Pinto'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RiKVFsCBp0I/AAAAAAAAABE/b3httFrWw08/s72-c/margaridarebelopinto6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-3371609263850216309</id><published>2007-04-05T17:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:58.553Z</updated><title type='text'>Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049979387113758754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RhUhfyP14CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qUZZ94u5Sw0/s400/mulher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos mulheres não apenas corpos; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temos cérebros, não apenas seios; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos mulheres não utensílios; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fazemos cultura não apenas filhos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto umas se vendem por pouco: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outras só pensam no seu corpo; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outras se preocupam com a beleza; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se acham esculturas da natureza: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não se esqueça que existe gente; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mulher é inteligente; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pois sabe do seu potencial &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por isso, que é especial. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos mulheres, não bonecas insufláveis; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temos idéias, não somos manipuláveis; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos mulheres, não vagabundas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temos talento, não apenas bundas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto umas se jogam fora; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sendo usadas e se achando da hora; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensando que são as maiorais; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sendo às vezes galinhas demais; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outras se preocupando com a inteligência; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E lutam firmes pela consciência; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessa nação machista e alienada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que acha que cultura é mulher pelada. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos mulheres, não somos trouxas; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temos informações, não apenas coxas; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somos mulheres, não diversão, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temos capacidade não apenas sedução.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-3371609263850216309?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/3371609263850216309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=3371609263850216309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3371609263850216309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/3371609263850216309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/mulher.html' title='Mulher'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RhUhfyP14CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qUZZ94u5Sw0/s72-c/mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-5381611821225968598</id><published>2007-04-05T17:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:58.723Z</updated><title type='text'>Estado de espirito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049978712803893266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RhUg4iP14BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kbNu41OVHD4/s400/tatuada1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fúria que nasce de mansinho na minha alma&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Raiva que cresce devagar nas profundas entranhas&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Tremor que invade o corpo lentamente&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria gritar fortemente&lt;br /&gt;Esbracejar firmemente&lt;br /&gt;Avançar contra tudo... e destruir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deitar abaixo tudo o que me rodeia&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir o som das pedras, dos vidros&lt;br /&gt;Partir, quebrar, golpear, reduzir ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabar com a obra feita&lt;br /&gt;Devolver ao chão as paredes altas&lt;br /&gt;Estilhaçar, ver ruir ... destruir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atirar todo o meu corpo para frente&lt;br /&gt;Avançar com os braços abertos&lt;br /&gt;Em carga ... gritar ... correr ... partir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com os punhos fechados&lt;br /&gt;Com os dentes cerrados&lt;br /&gt;E numa fúria insana ... destruir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como um pintor que rasga a tela&lt;br /&gt;Um escultor que a estátua quebra&lt;br /&gt;Esmagar a areia, furar os tijolos e ver cair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois sucumbir no meio dos escombros&lt;br /&gt;Com as mãos sangrando&lt;br /&gt;Chorar, chorar, chorar ... e rir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-5381611821225968598?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/5381611821225968598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=5381611821225968598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5381611821225968598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5381611821225968598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/estado-de-espirito.html' title='Estado de espirito...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RhUg4iP14BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kbNu41OVHD4/s72-c/tatuada1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-5762577880232447351</id><published>2007-04-05T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:58.849Z</updated><title type='text'>Maldito sejas TU!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049977570342592514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RhUf2CP14AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vy0hjHPpakk/s400/matando%2520ursinho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maldito sejas tu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que eu encontrei na vida, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como se não bastasse a tormenta sofrida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sem culpa e sem perdão; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por tudo o que eu quis ser e que alcançar não pude; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por toda essa amargura e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toda essa inquietude da minha solidão. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maldito sejas tu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pelas noites sem sono, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pelos dias sem sol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e as horas de abandono, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de tristezas sem fim... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelos passos que dei sem rumo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desnorteada, nas trevas tateando... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(é sempre escura a estrada, quando a gente vai só). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por toda essa extensão de enganos percorrida, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pela enseada de paz para sempre perdida e transformada em pó... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maldito sejas tu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que por capricho, um dia, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do meu ser tiraste a serena harmonia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maldito sejas tu! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teu riso, tua boca! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para cuja mentira e hipocrisia é pouca a minha maldição. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maldito sejas tu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que infiltraste em meu sangue a tua voz sem par. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por tudo o que eu perdi por te haver encontrado, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pelo tempo tão longo e tão triste passado, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em silêncio a chorar... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-5762577880232447351?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/5762577880232447351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=5762577880232447351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-161720820935759053</id><published>2007-04-05T16:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:58.978Z</updated><title type='text'>Estado de alma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049975564592865266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RhUeBSP13_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/UxkNLpGWjIA/s400/lagrima+sangue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentir como se fosse hoje &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As vezes que tu tocaste em mim &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O teu cheiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O toque da tua língua em mim. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os abraços que me prendiam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fúria expressa nos teus olhos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto me vias &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sinto... como se ainda tivesse vivo dentro de mim &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seria fácil tirar-te da minha vida &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se a minha alma... talvez não tivesse ferida. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seria estranho não lembrar mais de ti &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depois de tudo que eu vivi. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como se fosse maldição &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensar todas as noites em ti. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não é nada fácil tentar esquecer-te... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seria bom &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se eu odiasse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se eu chorasse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De tanta raiva!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dá calafrios &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só de pensar... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imaginar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momentos passados &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dá dor no peito &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nó na garganta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentir tua voz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No vazio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouvir-te&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De madrugada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olhar para os lados &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não ver nada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que pesadelo! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero viver &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se eu não morrer por mim &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será por tua causa! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-161720820935759053?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/161720820935759053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=161720820935759053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/161720820935759053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/161720820935759053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/04/estado-de-alma.html' title='Estado de alma...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/RhUeBSP13_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/UxkNLpGWjIA/s72-c/lagrima+sangue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-5987735243015098554</id><published>2007-03-31T10:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:59.077Z</updated><title type='text'>Jornadas de Marketing do ISCAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para os ignorantes e desavisados (IPAM):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Existe marketing no ISCAP? Sim!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temos Jornadas de Marketing? Sim!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048026737366980898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Rg4xknFu2SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OsziKx947uw/s320/logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Vão ao site: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aprendam meus "caros amigos(as)" desinformados!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia 18 de Abril de 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marketing de Distribuição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moderador: Doutor Freitas Santos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/nova_pagina_1.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10:00h - Dr. Miguel Rangel _ ModeloContinente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10:45h - Coffee-break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/nova_pagina_2.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.15h - Dr. Sérgio Marques _ Parfois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12:00h - Dr. Victor Moreira _ Chip7&lt;br /&gt;12:45h - Almoço Livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Market Research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moderador: Mestre Luis Rocha&lt;br /&gt;14:15h - Dr. Paulo Gonçalves _ AcNielsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/nova_pagina_3.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;15:00h - Dr. Vasco Ramos _ Motivação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;15:45h - Coffee-break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marketing Tribal/Marketing Pessoal/U-Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moderadora: Dr. Anabela Ribeiro&lt;br /&gt;16:15 - Dr. Rui Ventura&lt;br /&gt;17:00 - Fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia 19 de Abril de 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marcas e Patentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moderador: Dr. Paulo Gonçalves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/nova_pagina_5.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10:00 - Mestre Miguel Osório de Castro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10:45h - Coffee-break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Empreendedorismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moderador: Mestre Geraldo Ramos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/nova_pagina_6.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11:15h - Dr. Manuel Forjaz _ Ideiateca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12:00 - Prof. Eduardo Dias _ YDreams&lt;br /&gt;12:45h - Almoço Livre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novas Formas de Comunicação&lt;br /&gt;Moderador: Eng. Oliveira Magalhães&lt;br /&gt;14:30h - Dot One New Media&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jmarketing.iscap.ipp.pt/nova_pagina_8.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;15:15h - Dra. Karina Israel _ YDreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;16:00h - Coffee-Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marketing Experiencial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Moderadora: Doutora Anabela Mesquita&lt;br /&gt;16:30h - Dr. Luís Rasquilha&lt;br /&gt;17:15h - Sessão de Encerramento/Sorteios&lt;br /&gt;17:45h - Porto de Honra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-5987735243015098554?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/5987735243015098554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=5987735243015098554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5987735243015098554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/5987735243015098554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/03/jornadas-de-marketing-do-iscap.html' title='Jornadas de Marketing do ISCAP'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Rg4xknFu2SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OsziKx947uw/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-7049722839590577864</id><published>2007-03-31T10:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:59.182Z</updated><title type='text'>Kem é vivo sempre aparece....</title><content type='html'>Oi pessoal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já diz o ditado: kem é vivo sempre aparece!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A kem costumava vir ver o meu blog aki ficam as minhas desculpas pelo atraso, tenho andado ocupada....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048020586973813010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Rg4r-nFu2RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ruH3aJUeH0k/s320/156.gif" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="tit1" href="http://www.maisfutebol.iol.pt/noticia.php?id=791582&amp;div_id=1304"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kem é + vulnerável????????????? Quem? Quem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O F.C. Porto é mais vulnerável nas segundas partes do que nas primeiras: a cada quatro golos sofridos, três são-no depois do intervalo, quase sempre na última meia hora de jogo. E nunca uma equipa lhe marcou golos no primeiro quarto de hora. Para os dragões, não se notam diferenças entre jogar em casa ou fora: a equipa de Jesualdo Ferreira sofreu exactamente o mesmo número de golos (e de derrotas) no seu estádio e no dos adversários. Até à data, nenhum jogador desta edição da Liga portuguesa lhe marcou mais de um golo: Nuno Gomes e Katsouranis podem alcançar esse estatuto, se marcarem no domingo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No Benfica, os valores estão praticamente invertidos: a equipa de Fernando Santos sofre mais golos na primeira parte do que na segunda, e já foi batida por três vezes nos 15 minutos iniciais. É verdade que o seu período mais vulnerável é o do quarto de hora final (basta lembrar os jogos no Dragão, em Paços ou no Restelo), mas o facto de sofrer o triplo dos golos do que o seu adversário de domingo na etapa inicial não pode passar em claro. O austríaco Linz, do Boavista, foi o único a bisar diante dos encarnados, no Bessa: nada de surpreendente, já que os encarnados têm a melhor defesa da Liga nos jogos em casa, tendo sofrido quase três quartos dos seus 15 golos na condição de visitante.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;F.C. Porto 12 GOLOS (0,54 por jogo): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(3 sofridos na primeira parte/9 na segunda parte) (6 sofridos em casa/6 fora)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quem marcou ao F.C. Porto: Sougou (U. Leiria), Marcel (Sp. Braga), Luís Filipe (Sp. Braga), Yannick Djaló (Sporting), Katsouranis (Benfica), Nuno Gomes (Benfica), Nestor Alvarez (Académica), José Vítor (Nacional), Tixier (U. Leiria), Anselmo (E. Amadora), Douglas (Marítimo) e Tello (Sporting).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Benfica 15 GOLOS (0,68 por jogo): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(9 sofridos na primeira parte/6 na segunda parte) (4 sofridos em casa/11 fora)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem marcou ao Benfica: Linz (Boavista) 2, Kazmierczak (Boavista), João Paulo (P. Ferreira), Filipe Anunciação (Desp. Aves), Dário (E. Amadora), Quaresma (F.C. Porto), Lisandro (F.C. Porto), Bruno Moraes (F.C. Porto), Marcinho (Marítimo), Zé Carlos (Sp. Braga), Maciel (Sp. Braga), Paulo Jorge (Sp. Braga), Silas (Belenenses), Fahel (P. Ferreira).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-7049722839590577864?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/7049722839590577864/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=7049722839590577864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7049722839590577864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/7049722839590577864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2007/03/kem-vivo-sempre-aparece.html' title='Kem é vivo sempre aparece....'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Rg4r-nFu2RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ruH3aJUeH0k/s72-c/156.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-116414632212208822</id><published>2006-11-21T21:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:58:42.146Z</updated><title type='text'>CSKA-F.C. Porto, 0-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da Rússia com fulgor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3679/2356/400/685794/13981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O título poderia ser o decalque de um filme do agente secreto mais famoso do mundo, mas isso seria escasso para sintetizar tudo aquilo que o F.C. Porto produziu em Moscovo. Vigor, rigor e fulgor adaptam-se melhor à ideia que se pretende transmitir. Num ambiente gelado, perante um estádio em euforia e na casa do líder do Grupo G da UEFA Champions League, o Dragão foi, para insistir nas rimas, demolidor e encantador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As transições rápidas seriam, tal como previu o treinador do F.C. Porto, factor decisivo para o desequilíbrio de forças num relvado impróprio para consumo e numa partida entre duas equipas ambiciosas. O CSKA não podia chegar mais motivado a este desafio. A equipa moscovita seguia imaculada na UCL e tinha acabado de festejar mais um título da Rússia. Para completar o rol das adversidades, sem fazer sequer menção ao clima, os seus adeptos queriam projectar os festejos para a Europa. Enganaram-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O primeiro momento de uma extensa dedicatória russa do F.C. Porto aos seus adeptos surgiu logo no segundo minuto, quando Postiga abriu para Lisandro, iniciando um desenho rectilíneo que seria assinado por Quaresma, de pé esquerdo, ao segundo poste, com toda a classe deste planeta. O Dragão chegara imperial e majestoso, imune a receios ou constrangimentos, numa voltagem elevadíssima que liquidificou as esperanças do CSKA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A primeira parte deste desafio foi verdadeiramente impressionante, foi uma autêntica parada de futebol inteligente e maduro, uma prova inequívoca da qualidade da equipa do F.C. Porto e do trabalho que Jesualdo Ferreira tem desenvolvido para aperfeiçoar uma máquina que insiste em superar-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ainda antes de o CSKA se ter recomposto do arranque vitaminado dos azuis e brancos, já os Campeões Nacionais tinham voltado a espalhar o pânico nas proximidades de Akinfeev. As transições, o tal segredo para o sucesso, estavam poderosas. Em três passes, sem direito a gestos rebuscados ou desaceleradores, o F.C. Porto foi capaz de criar perigo em doses reforçadas. Hélder Postiga, em três ocasiões, Lisandro e Pepe, na sequência de pontapés de canto bem apontados, ficaram pertíssimo de voltar a festejar. Faltou sorte e sobrou Akinfeev, o melhor dos russos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ao intervalo, se a justiça fosse dado adquirido, o F.C. Porto deveria ter pelo menos dois golos de vantagem, lastro que lhe consentiria uma abordagem diferente à etapa complementar. Mesmo assim, o Dragão foi sempre o melhor em campo, mesmo depois de o CSKA ter tentado abanar uma estrutura azul e branca que, até aí, se mantivera firme como as muralhas do Kremlin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A sentença chegaria a meia hora do fim, disparada do pé direito de Lucho González, ao jeito de Hamburgo, igualmente com um significado imenso. O lance principiou num esforço vigoroso de Hélder Postiga, teve o toque de Quaresma e a frieza de Lisandro. O resto já se sabe: grande golo, arte final numa empreitada inesquecível. O F.C. Porto foi superior a tudo em Moscovo. Ao frio, à qualidade do adversário, à exigência. O F.C. Porto, complete-se a espiral, foi encantador. Os portistas podem festejar o sucesso que a sua equipa lhes endereçou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3679/2356/400/297263/jesualdo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-116414632212208822?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/116414632212208822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=116414632212208822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116414632212208822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116414632212208822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/11/cska-fc-porto-0-2.html' title='CSKA-F.C. Porto, 0-2'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-116281926617120564</id><published>2006-11-06T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:31:39.910Z</updated><title type='text'>Para ti, Cláudio!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/pessoas%20como%20tu!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post dedicado ao meu grande amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/pessoas%20como%20tu%21%21%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Arde no gelo e voa sem asas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;respira debaixo de água e vê estrelas com o céu encobrido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;aquece o meu corpo no maior dos temporais e faz brilhar os meus olhos mesmo quando estou a dormir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sabes o que é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É o amor que sinto por ti, já que para ele não há impossíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Adoro-teeeee!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/beijoo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-116281926617120564?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/116281926617120564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=116281926617120564&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116281926617120564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116281926617120564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/11/para-ti-cludio.html' title='Para ti, Cláudio!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-116281450127913720</id><published>2006-11-06T11:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-06T12:01:41.296Z</updated><title type='text'>XVII ISCulturAP - Conferências de Marketing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O programa das conferências de Marketing será o seguinte:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia 8 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15:00h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“O Jovem e a Empresa (Júnior Empresas IJE)”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comissão Júnior Empresa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moderador: Dr. Paulo Gonçalves (Docente do ISCAP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Intervalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16:15h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“A Evolução da Publicidade nos Últimos Anos” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dra. Beatriz Araújo (Croma Publicidade, Lda.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moderador: Dr. Paulo Gonçalves (Docente do ISCAP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17:15h&lt;/span&gt; Coffee-Break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17:45h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“O Marketing e o Bem-Estar”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. António Costa (HerbaLife)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moderador: Mestre Luís Rocha (Docente do ISCAP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Intervalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19:00h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“O Perfil do Marketeer no Mercado de Trabalho”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Representante da Hays – Recursos Humanos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moderador: Mestre Luís Rocha (Docente do ISCAP) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-116281450127913720?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/116281450127913720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=116281450127913720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116281450127913720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116281450127913720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/11/xvii-isculturap-conferncias-de.html' title='XVII ISCulturAP - Conferências de Marketing'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-116214677226815919</id><published>2006-10-29T18:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:32:52.290Z</updated><title type='text'>A coincidência de mais um atentado ao futebol espectáculo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/13343.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/13343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O futebol é um desporto que costuma destacar os melhores artistas, aqueles nos surpreendem repetidamente e enchem estádios, reforçando a magia do espectáculo. Anderson é um desses craques. O prodígio do F.C. Porto diverte-se com uma bola nos pés e encanta quem dirige o olhar para a sua arte. Anderson é um valor que o jogo deve proteger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este sábado, porém, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anderson foi vítima da violência de uma equipa que, a ter em conta a folha disciplinar, não é propriamente bem comportada&lt;/span&gt;. Os dados da Liga Portuguesa de Futebol Profissional não mentem: Mesmo com um jogo em atraso, a tal equipa «vítima» já somou 25 cartões amarelos e cinco vermelhos e tem o segundo pior registo do campeonato 2006/07. Sintomático.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que se passou ontem no Estádio do Dragão foi mais um atentado ao futebol espectáculo, uma coincidência lamentável que roubou ao desafio um dos seus maiores pólos de interesse. Precisamente como na temporada passada, no mesmo local do terreno, no meio-campo, junto aos bancos de suplentes, o jogador que mais podia desequilibrar foi intencionalmente atingido com violência por um grego, confirmando a teoria de quem vê estes casos como manobras planeadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Há um ano foi Lisandro Lopez, derrubado ao minuto 21. Desta vez foi Anderson, ao minuto 31. E o cenário de coincidência sai reforçado com nova constatação: o árbitro era o mesmo e a opção de não sancionar o lance e o agressor, da mesma nacionalidade e adquirido na respectiva época, foi decalcada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguma Comunicação Social deste domingo é clara e inequívoca: «pancada» (O Jogo, pág. 3), «partir a perna» (O Jogo, pág. 18), «varrido do jogo» (O Jogo, pág. 5) e «entrada violenta» (A Bola, pág. 5) são referências taxativas acerca da gravidade da ocorrência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas sim são situações que devem ser definitivamente banidas do futebol. Se, todavia, continuarem a repetir-se, sem a resposta célere e adequada dos órgãos competentes, ninguém poderá acusar o F.C. Porto de deixar de apostar em artistas que ajudam a encher o campo dos adversários, para passar a apostar em atletas robustos capazes de resistir à violência e dançar ao som da mesma música.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-116214677226815919?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/116214677226815919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=116214677226815919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116214677226815919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/116214677226815919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/10/coincidncia-de-mais-um-atentado-ao.html' title='A coincidência de mais um atentado ao futebol espectáculo'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115896377424119263</id><published>2006-09-22T23:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:22:54.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>F.C. Porto – Beira-Mar, 3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/fcp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/fcp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De ver, rever e chorar por mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115896377424119263?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115896377424119263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115896377424119263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115896377424119263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115896377424119263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/09/fc-porto-beira-mar-3-0.html' title='F.C. Porto – Beira-Mar, 3-0'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115896338878083323</id><published>2006-09-22T23:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:16:28.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil: Dunga chama Helton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helton é a grande novidade na lista de convocados da selecção do Brasil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/helton.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O guarda-redes do F.C. Porto foi chamado por Dunga para os amigáveis com o Koweit e o Equador, a 7 e 10 de Outubro, respectivamente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ao contrário do cabeçudo do seleccionador português adorado por certa pessoa, o seleccionador Dunga sabe reconhecer os valores e o melhor para a sua selecção brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115896338878083323?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115896338878083323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115896338878083323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115896338878083323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115896338878083323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/09/brasil-dunga-chama-helton.html' title='Brasil: Dunga chama Helton'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115857272469388262</id><published>2006-09-18T10:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T10:45:24.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragão isolado no comando da Liga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naval-F.C. Porto, 0-2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O F.C. Porto isolou-se, provisoriamente, na liderança da Liga 2006/07, ao conseguir a terceira vitória consecutiva na competição. No jogo da 3ª jornada, que disputou este domingo, na Figueira da Foz, os Campeões Nacionais venceram de forma tranquila a Naval por 2-0, conjunto que ainda não tinha conhecido o sabor da derrota na prova. O triunfo assenta bem ao Dragão que dominou desde o primeiro instante, cumprindo o desígnio de resolver rapidamente a partida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115857272469388262?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115857272469388262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115857272469388262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115857272469388262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115857272469388262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/09/drago-isolado-no-comando-da-liga.html' title='Dragão isolado no comando da Liga'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115849427404602730</id><published>2006-09-17T12:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T13:01:22.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinto da Costa: «A ideia de que éramos protegidos pelos árbitros caiu por terra»</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pinto da Costa&lt;/strong&gt; falou esta sexta-feira dos últimos desenvolvimentos do «&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apito Dourado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;», sobretudo os que envolvem o Benfica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;«Havia a ideia que nós éramos protegidos pelos árbitros, mas é um processo que caiu por terra», disse o presidente portista. «É preciso estar atento». &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pelo caminho fez mais um ataque a Luís Filipe Vieira e ao facto de este não ter estado no Bessa depois de divulgada a conversa que manteve com Valentim Loureiro sobre a escolha do árbitro para um jogo com o Belenenses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;«Há aqueles que não aparecem nos jogos porque têm medo, mas eu serei sempre o primeiro a sair do autocarro ao domingo. Não precisamos de falar em apitos ou em Mantorras porque a verdade há-de surgir. Deus não dorme». &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pinto da Costa falou na inauguração da filial portista em Santa Maria da Feira e congratulou-se com o crescimento do clube. «Estou muito contente», referiu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;«Ninguém perspectivava isto, o F.C. Porto já não é um clube de parolos».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115849427404602730?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115849427404602730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115849427404602730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115849427404602730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115849427404602730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/09/pinto-da-costa-ideia-de-que-ramos.html' title='Pinto da Costa: «A ideia de que éramos protegidos pelos árbitros caiu por terra»'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115849412156981725</id><published>2006-09-17T12:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:55:21.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Corinthians: Grande Timão!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corinthians 1 - Paraná 0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/magrao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/magrao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magrão: golo da vitória &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/classifica%3F%3Fao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;É isso aí Timão!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Continua assim subindo na classificação e calando a boca!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115849412156981725?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115849412156981725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115849412156981725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115849412156981725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115849412156981725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/09/corinthians-grande-timo.html' title='Corinthians: Grande Timão!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115840998265665751</id><published>2006-09-16T13:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:33:02.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cést la Vie!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/meu%20sorriso.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115840998265665751?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115840998265665751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115840998265665751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115840998265665751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115840998265665751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/09/cst-la-vie.html' title='Cést la Vie!!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115840979573165380</id><published>2006-09-16T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:29:55.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Um grande amor está disponível para todos e pode ocorrer diversas vezes, mas só o verdadeiro vai resistir a tudo e a todos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O grande amor não aceita imposições, violência, humilhações, mas suporta dores, distâncias e necessidades sempre unidos, mesmo que seja apenas pelo coração, o grande amor suporta os momentos difíceis com carinho e compreensão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Compreensão, essa a palavra chave de um grande amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço o autor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/saudade--1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Se algum dia não me achares, procura-me lá fora,&lt;br /&gt;serei a leve brisa da tarde que toca no teu rosto...&lt;br /&gt;Se sentires saudades e não conseguires dormir...&lt;br /&gt;Procura-me nas estrelas...&lt;br /&gt;Serei a última que irás ver,&lt;br /&gt;desejando-te uma noite calma e deliciosamente agradável...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo, tu e eu não estando juntos agora,&lt;br /&gt;quero que saibas que TE AMO Profundamente!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fonte: Ana Clara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/saudade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115840979573165380?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115840979573165380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115840979573165380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115840979573165380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115840979573165380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/09/saudades.html' title='Saudades'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115644320291717644</id><published>2006-08-24T19:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T19:21:21.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Liga dos Campeões</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sorteio da fase de grupos da Liga dos Campeões realizou-se esta quinta-feira no Mónaco com a distribuição das 32 equipas apuradas nos oitos grupos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F.C. Porto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sporting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benfica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;são os representantes de Portugal na fase de grupos da Liga dos Campeões.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As equipas portuguesas não se poderão encontrar nesta primeira fase da prova e, de acordo com as regras, os clubes do mesmo país irão jogar em dias diferentes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O FC Porto, com o melhor coeficiente, ficou colocado no Pote 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A ordem dos potes equivale ao ranking das equipas na UEFA e servem como medidor do grau de dificuldade de cada formação.&lt;br /&gt;O coeficiente é o valor determinado pelos resultados das cinco épocas anteriores a que se soma 33 por cento do coeficiente do país.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os dois primeiros classificados de cada grupo apuram-se para os oitavos-de-final.&lt;br /&gt;Os terceiros classificados passam para os 16-avos-de-final da Taça UEFA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pote 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barcelona (Espanha), coeficiente de 127.006, detentor do troféu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milan (Itália), 129.020 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real Madrid (Espanha), 120.006 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inter (Itália), 112.020 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liverpool, (Inglaterra) 105.950 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arsenal (Inglaterra), 101.950 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manchester United (Inglaterra), 100.950 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valência (Espanha), 95.006 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pote 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyon (França), 89.757 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;F.C. Porto (Portugal), 87.553 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSV Eindhoven (Holanda), 81.640 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bayern Munique (Alemanha), 80.960 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chelsea (Inglaterra), 79.950 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roma (Itália), 76.020 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celtic (Escócia), 60.023 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lille (França), 54.757&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pote 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sporting (Portugal), 54.533 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benfica (Portugal), 51.533&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bordéus (França), 47.757 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steaua Bucareste (Roménia), 46.381 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Werder Bremen (Alemanha), 43.960 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olympiakos (Grécia), 43.587 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSKA Moscovo (Rússia), 42.504 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AEK (Grécia), 39.587&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pote 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anderlecht (Bélgica), 38.981 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dínamo Kiev (Ucrânia), 36.777 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levski Sófia (Bulgária), 35.016 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shakhtar Donetsk (Ucrânia), 33.777 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galatasaray (Turquia), 33.634 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hamburgo (Alemanha), 30.960 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spartak Moscovo (Rússia), 21.504&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FC Copenhaga (Dinamarca), 16.593&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorteio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Barcelona (ESP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chelsea (ING)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Werder Bremen (ALE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Levski Sofia (BUL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Inter (ITA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bayern Munique (ALE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SPORTING (POR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spartak Moscovo (RUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Liverpool (ING)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PSV Eindhoven (HOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bordéus (FRA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Galatasaray (TUR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Valência (ESP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AS Roma (ITA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Olympiakos (GRE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shakhtar Donetsk (UCR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Real Madrid (ESP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lyon (FRA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Steaua Bucareste (ROM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dínamo Kiev (UCR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Manchester United (ING) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Celtic (ESC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BENFICA (POR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FC Copenhaga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(DIN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Arsenal (ING)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FC PORTO (POR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CSKA Moscovo (RUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hamburgo (ALE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRUPO H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AC Milan (ITA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lille (FRA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AEK (GRE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anderlecht (BEL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115644320291717644?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115644320291717644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115644320291717644&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115644320291717644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115644320291717644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/liga-dos-campees_24.html' title='Liga dos Campeões'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115641613994185749</id><published>2006-08-24T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:42:19.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu blog foi oficializado pelo FCP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/Sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O meu blog está na lista dos blogs oficializados do F.C do Porto em:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fcporto.pt/Adeptos/Blogs_Lista.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.fcporto.pt/Adeptos/Blogs_Lista.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É o 49º blog oficializado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115641613994185749?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115641613994185749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115641613994185749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115641613994185749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115641613994185749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/meu-blog-foi-oficializado-pelo-fcp.html' title='Meu blog foi oficializado pelo FCP'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115623712661639611</id><published>2006-08-22T09:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:58:46.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesualdo Ferreira: «É uma grande honra estar aqui»</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cerimónia de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apresentação de Jesualdo Ferreira&lt;/span&gt; como técnico principal do F.C. Porto, que decorreu esta segunda-feira, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no Centro de Treinos e Formação Desportiva PortoGaia&lt;/span&gt;, foi marcada pelos discursos inequívocos do presidente azul e branco e do treinador. A ambição e a defesa intransigente dos ideais do Dragão dominaram a primeira abordagem. A etapa que se segue é o trabalho. É aqui que principiam todos os sucessos dos Campeões Nacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jorge Nuno Pinto da Costa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;«É muito fácil apresentar quem não precisa de apresentação. É um momento de muita felicidade poder tornar público, como já fiz na sexta-feira, quando se concretizou, que o professor Jesualdo Ferreira é o novo treinador do F.C. Porto. Tenho por ele uma grande admiração de há muitos anos e uma estima pessoal que também é conhecida. Quase diria que &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;é juntar o útil ao agradável&lt;/span&gt;. Ter um amigo que tem capacidades para exercer este cargo é uma grande alegria para mim.»&lt;br /&gt;«&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O professor Jesualdo Ferreira será acompanhado pelo Carlos Azenha, pelo João Pinto, que é um acréscimo à mística do F.C. Porto, pelo Rui Barros e pelo Wil Coort&lt;/span&gt;. Queria deixar uma palavra especial para estes dois últimos, que transitam da equipa técnica anterior. Fiquei muito feliz por terem manifestado o desejo de continuar no F.C. Porto.»&lt;br /&gt;«Resta-me desejar as maiores felicidades à nova equipa técnica e dizer que contamos com o vosso trabalho e com a vossa capacidade. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em 2006/07 esperamos fazer igual a nível interno, mas queremos fazer muito mais a nível internacional&lt;/span&gt; na nova temporada.»&lt;br /&gt;«Professor, que seja bem-vindo a esta casa do Dragão. Desejo-lhe as maiores felicidades.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesualdo Ferreira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;«&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;É uma grande honra estar aqui sentado e ser apresentado como treinador do F.C. Porto&lt;/span&gt;. Quero agradecer à administração a forma como se empenhou na minha contratação. Também sentiram o desejo grande que tinha de comandar o F.C. Porto. O nosso trabalho vai ser avaliado continuamente, mas vamos ter um grande profissionalismo e uma grande dedicação a tudo o que são os objectivos do F.C. Porto»&lt;br /&gt;«Dizer mais é saltar etapas. Agora vou tomar conhecimento do que é o F.C. Porto, fazer análises frias e seguras do que foi o passado recente e projectar o futuro para perseguir as vitórias que o clube deseja»&lt;br /&gt;«&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estou num clube habituado a ganhar, que quer sempre ganhar, e eu também estou aqui para querer sempre ganhar&lt;/span&gt;. É o que desejo e gosto e é para isto que tenho trabalhado estes anos todos»&lt;br /&gt;«Tudo o que pudesse acrescentar agora seria antecipar conversas que vamos ter de futuro e antecipar outras questões»&lt;br /&gt;«&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Parabéns&lt;/span&gt; aos elementos que comandaram a equipa e a todos os jogadores pela vitória na &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Supertaça Cândido de Oliveira&lt;/span&gt;. Antes de conhecer os meus jogadores não farei mais declarações»&lt;br /&gt;«Por fim, queria deixar umas últimas palavras para os associados do F.C. Porto. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vamos trabalhar muito e de forma sempre empenhada&lt;/span&gt;. Queria que estivessem em peso na sexta-feira, no Estádio do Dragão, no início da Liga. Temos de ganhar aquele jogo. Confio muito no F.C. Porto e nos meus jogadores» &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115623712661639611?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115623712661639611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115623712661639611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115623712661639611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115623712661639611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/jesualdo-ferreira-uma-grande-honra.html' title='Jesualdo Ferreira: «É uma grande honra estar aqui»'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115623654684369944</id><published>2006-08-22T09:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:49:06.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos inesqueciveis da Supertaça</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parabéns Rui Barros!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/9.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/8.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Adriano: Golaço lindooooooooo!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/7.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/6.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/5.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/4.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/3.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/2.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/1.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/1.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115623654684369944?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115623654684369944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115623654684369944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115623654684369944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115623654684369944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/momentos-inesqueciveis-da-supertaa.html' title='Momentos inesqueciveis da Supertaça'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115610299201286529</id><published>2006-08-20T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:43:12.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vítor Baía responde a Ricardo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vítor Baía: «Posso viver bem com o êxito do Ricardo, mas se calhar o contrário não acontece»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vítor Baía abriu o livro para responder a Ricardo e dizer muito do que lhe vai na alma sobre o que o guarda-redes do Sporting que afirmou recentemente, em entrevista ao jornal «Record», não conhecer o guardião do F.C. Porto. O camisola 99 portista não compreende a razão de tal afirmação do titular da selecção nacional.&lt;br /&gt;«O Ricardo nunca foi aqui chamado. Se as pessoas falaram da possibilidade de eu ir à selecção não era para tirar o Ricardo. Acho isso tudo ridículo e lamento que ele tenha dito que não me conhece. Só me resta lamentar e dizer que as palavras ficam com quem as diz. Não entendo tanta animosidade. Posso viver bem com o êxito do Ricardo, mas se calhar o contrário não acontece. Com todos os títulos que conquistei, e quando se fala que ele não conhece alguém que ganhou tanta coisa é difícil explicar», afirmou.&lt;br /&gt;Baía não encontra explicações para tenta rivalidade com Ricardo e explicou, à saída do Municipal de Leiria onde conquistou mais um troféu, desta vez a Supertaça, que não entende a postura do guardião do Sporting: «Depois de ter saído o diário do campeonato da Europa ele disse que nunca mais me iria cumprimentar só porque eu tinha dito que joguei no Mundial porque fiz por o merecer. Acho que isso foi uma situação ridícula, sobretudo porque ele tinha estado comigo dois meses antes e me cumprimentou na presença do senhor Scolari. Só se foi porque o Scolari estava presente. E depois disso nunca houve nada de mais.»&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/2.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vítor Baía: «Vibrei como todos com as defesas do Ricardo no Mundial»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com ar sereno no rosto Vítor Baía admitiu que vibrou com as defesas de Ricardo na Alemanha. O guarda-redes do F.C. Porto não tinha conhecimento da afirmação proferida recentemente pelo sportinguista, que disse não conhecer Baía, e fez questão de confidenciar que esteve atento ao Mundial, mas lá foi dizendo que talvez o titular da baliza das quinas não estivesse à espera que tal feito.&lt;br /&gt;«Vibrei com as defesas dele no Mundial, como todos os portugueses. Teve muito mérito. Mas depois é preciso ter sustentação mental para saber lidar com o êxito. Ou não se está preparado ou aquilo é obra do acaso e depois julga-se que se é o maior, e começa a dizer-se disparates. Se calhar foi isso que aconteceu. Se calhar nem o próprio Ricardo estava à espera que aquilo lhe acontecesse. Isso tem a ver com a confiança que o jogador tem em si», afirmou no Municipal de Leiria.&lt;br /&gt;A polémica entre os dois guarda-redes já teve vários capítulos e Vítor Baía fez questão de reforçar, depois da conquista da Supertaça, que nunca respondeu a Ricardo: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;«Com tudo isto, acho que ele deve dormir e acordar a pensar em mim.&lt;/span&gt; Costuma-me analisar toda esta questão, porque eu, pessoalmente, nunca tive nenhum problema com o Ricardo, nem a minha ausência da selecção está relacionado com o Ricardo. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na minha autobiografia não tive uma única palavra dirigida ao Ricardo¿ Se calhar foi a indiferença que o chateou.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115610299201286529?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115610299201286529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115610299201286529&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115610299201286529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115610299201286529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/vtor-baa-responde-ricardo.html' title='Vítor Baía responde a Ricardo'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115610270594283494</id><published>2006-08-20T20:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:38:25.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Supertaça é do Dragão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/1.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/1.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O F.C. Porto confirmou o seu domínio da galeria de vencedores da Supertaça Cândido de Oliveira, ao alcançar o seu 15º troféu em 28 edições da competição. Rui Barros, que abre caminho no lugar de treinador principal a Jesualdo Ferreira, despediu-se do cargo interino com um título e uma vitória inequívoca. Adriano, Anderson e Vieirinha construíram o triunfo do F.C. Porto no Estádio Municipal de Leiria, frente ao Vitória de Setúbal.&lt;br /&gt;Refira-se que as primeiras duas edições da prova foram disputadas de forma oficiosa, com Boavista e Benfica como vencedores. A designação Supertaça Cândido de Oliveira e a entrada no calendário competitivo surge, em definitivo, na época 1980/81.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Taça - V.Guimaraes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Taças - Boavista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Taças - Benfica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 Taças - Sporting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 Taças - Futebol Clube do Porto (soma mais que os outros todos juntos) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandes Campeões!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115610270594283494?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115610270594283494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115610270594283494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115610270594283494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115610270594283494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/supertaa-do-drago.html' title='A Supertaça é do Dragão'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115599025521933681</id><published>2006-08-19T13:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T13:24:15.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para ti, Simão:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cresceste de verde, a beijar o símbolo de um clube que à primeira hipótese se viu livre de ti.&lt;/span&gt; Foste idolatrado por eles. Tinhas cânticos, bandeiras e estandartes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Foste parar a Barcelona sem saber como. Na despedida, mostraste uma falsa tristeza de filho que quer um dia voltar a casa. Lá fora, tiveste o que merecias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Foi o benfica que te salvou do esquecimento. Mudaste de cor da noite para o dia, esqueceste o passado como só os gajos como tu conseguem fazer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Foste um Figo "à portuguesa".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na luz trataram-te como um herói, como um menino da casa que nunca soubeste ser. Tiveste cânticos, bandeiras e estandartes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/SIMAO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Irritas-me Simão. Porque tens essa cara de menino pequenino e indefeso, mas sabes bem o que qu€r€s. Porque tens essa voz irritante, de coitadinho, injustiçado pelo mundo dos grandes. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Porque passavas a vida a atirares-te para o chão até levares aquelas chapadas nas Antas.&lt;/span&gt; Porque eras capaz de estar jogos e jogos a gozar com a cara dos teus adeptos, mas depois sacavas um daqueles livres ou penalties como só tu sabes fazer para me irritar. Porque passei estes anos todos a tentar convencer-me que não vales nada e depois sacas-me aquele golo em Liverpool. Porque gajos como tu são sempre odiados pelos rivais. Porque gajos como tu nunca deviam ser adorados. Porque és uma merda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E agora, Simão, queres ir ganhar mais para outro lado. Porque o benfica foi buscar o Rui e agora já não podes ser o super herói que nunca mereceste ser. Porque ele é bem melhor que tu, com e sem bola.Mas ninguém te quer. Ninguém dá muito por ti, ninguém te dá o que qu€r€s.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Afinal és mesmo um coitadinho. Mas não te preocupes, porque pelo menos eu vou deixar de te insultar. Porque se de verde ou vermelho ainda davas pica, assim só me dás é pena. Cada um tem o que merece, Simão. E tu não vais voltar a ter cânticos, bandeiras e estandartes.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Fonte desconhecida)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115599025521933681?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115599025521933681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115599025521933681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115599025521933681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115599025521933681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/para-ti-simo.html' title='Para ti, Simão:'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115598961094570031</id><published>2006-08-19T13:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T13:13:30.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FCP apresentou novo autocarro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O novo autocarro do FC Porto saiu ontem à rua pela primeira vez, num desfile de luxo sobre rodas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há ecrãs, poltronas e conforto para chegar aos estádios com os músculos descansadinhos, cinco frigoríficos, duas máquinas de café, parabólica, quatro canais de vídeo e de áudio, ecrãs individuais embutidos junto às poltronas, WC, mudanças automáticas, 420 cavalos, mais de 13 metros de comprimento e quatro de altura. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/bus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O novo autocarro do FC Porto, apresentado ontem antes da viagem para Óbidos, demorou 90 dias a ser reconvertido num palácio sobre rodas, estimando-se que, mais tostão menos tostão, tenha custado qualquer coisa como &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;500 mil euros&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diz quem sabe que, na Europa, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;só o Bayern de Munique tem algo parecido&lt;/span&gt;, representando o último grito do conforto e da tecnologia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O velho autocarro, que rodou nos últimos dez anos e que acumulou pouco mais de 170 mil quilómetros de estrada, passou ontem o testemunho e fica agora encostado para outras viagens mais curtas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prata e azul são as novas cores do FC Porto, destacando-se o símbolo do clube na decoração exterior. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/bus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentro, há bancos personalizados em couro, daqueles que dá vontade de colocar o sono em dia, e não há motivo para, se for caso disso, perder um capítulo da novela, porque a parabólica garante televisão disponível em qualquer canto do país. Se a fome apertar, há apetrechos para disponibilizar um serviço de catering, como acontece nos aviões. O piso superior, com 25 lugares, é exclusivo para os jogadores, cabendo aos técnicos e restante comitiva ocupar a parte inferior. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/bus3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vítor Santos, o motorista, assume o volante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DADOS TÉCNICOS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marca:&lt;/span&gt; Volvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Modelo:&lt;/span&gt; B12B 6x2 Bogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Motor:&lt;/span&gt; Volvo DH12D420 de 12,1 Litros, com 420 cavalos de potência e 2000 Nm de Binário máximo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Transmissão:&lt;/span&gt; Volvo I-Shift, de comando automático ou sequencial, com 12 velocidades para a frente e 4 marcha-atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Travões de serviço:&lt;/span&gt; EBS – comandados electronicamente, disco nos três rodados, com ABS – sistema anti-bloqueio, ASR – sistema anti-patinagem com controlo de tracção e ESP – controlo electrónico de estabilidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Travão auxiliar:&lt;/span&gt; Retardador hidráulico com velocidade de descida constante&lt;br /&gt;Controlo electrónico no arranque em subida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chassis:&lt;/span&gt; aço inoxidável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carroçaria:&lt;/span&gt; Atomic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suspensão:&lt;/span&gt; Totalmente pneumática com gestão electrónica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nº de eixos:&lt;/span&gt; três, sendo dois direccionais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dimensões:&lt;/span&gt; 13,1m (comprimento) e 4m (altura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peso Bruto:&lt;/span&gt; 26 toneladas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Capacidade do depósito de combustível:&lt;/span&gt; 480 litros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115598961094570031?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115598961094570031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115598961094570031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115598961094570031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115598961094570031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/fcp-apresentou-novo-autocarro.html' title='FCP apresentou novo autocarro'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115598902771185385</id><published>2006-08-19T12:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T13:03:47.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesualdo Ferreira: Treinador do FCP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesualdo Ferreira&lt;/span&gt;, de 60 anos, o mais velho treinador da Liga, vai ser apresentado no início da próxima semana no estádio do Dragão, sucedendo ao holandês Co Adriaanse, que se demitiu em 9 de Agosto, durante o segundo estágio de pré-época realizado na Holanda. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O técnico, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vai ganhar 600 mil euros por ano&lt;/span&gt;, um valor que não foge ao orçamento do clube para esta época, e deverá assinar com o Futebol Clube do Porto um contrato por dois anos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/jesualdo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesualdo Ferreira, que nas últimas duas épocas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;levou o Sporting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; de Braga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;quarto lugar&lt;/span&gt; na Liga portuguesa, rescindiu terça- feira o contrato que o ligava por dois anos ao Boavista, mediante o pagamento de uma indemnização de cerca de 1 milhão de euros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Com o técnico, rumam ao "dragão" Carlos Azenha e Luís Silva como adjuntos, aos quais se deverá juntar o antigo capitão portista João Pinto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No entanto a nova equipa técnica só vai ser apresentada no início da próxima semana, depois de cumprido o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jogo da Supertaça&lt;/span&gt;. Até essa altura será &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rui Barros&lt;/span&gt;, o treinador interino, a assumir a responsabilidade de orientar a equipa no próximo sábado, no primeiro jogo oficial da época.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115598902771185385?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115598902771185385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115598902771185385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115598902771185385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115598902771185385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/jesualdo-ferreira-treinador-do-fcp.html' title='Jesualdo Ferreira: Treinador do FCP'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115580828987040227</id><published>2006-08-17T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:51:29.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/corpos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um tema que muitas pessoas consideram tabu. Deveria ser considerado um assunto banal como qualquer outro, não percebo a razão do tabu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma pessoa começa a falar de sexo e as pessoas dizem logo, fala mais baixo, olha lá o que estás a dizer, cuidado com as palavras. No entanto se se falar de carros, de desporto e de outros assuntos tais ninguém considera tabu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sexo é algo que se faz, que se sente, do qual não deveria haver problema em falar, mas não se fala talvez por receio de que os outros comecem a pensar, que tarado só fala daquilo, e o que se considera uma pessoa que só fala de futebol, ou uma que só fala de carros, são fanáticos, então porque é que uma pessoa que fala de sexo é tarada, e não fanática?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apenas porque o assunto é sexo. Sexo fazemos, de sexo alguns gostam, outros não, mas não se deve ter medo de falar desse assunto, porque não há vergonha em falar disso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falemos de sexo se o desejarmos, mas não nos calemos apenas porque vão pensar algo de nós.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O mundo dizem ser livre, que temos direito à liberdade de expressão, então não há problemas em falar de sexo pois não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115580828987040227?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115580828987040227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115580828987040227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580828987040227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580828987040227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/sexo.html' title='Sexo'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115580796740138346</id><published>2006-08-17T10:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:46:07.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Algo do meu coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/corpo%20mulher1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Envolve os teus braços à minha volta&lt;br /&gt;Aperta-me com força&lt;br /&gt;Por favor diz que ficas comigo durante toda a noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me sentir o teu carinhoso beijo&lt;br /&gt;Os teus lábios quentes nos meus&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo o teu coração bater ao mesmo ritmo que o meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando me puxas ainda para mais perto&lt;br /&gt;Só desejo que me mantenhas assim juntinho&lt;br /&gt;Não me largues desse aperto porque contigo não tenho medo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passo os dias a pensar em ti&lt;br /&gt;Até à noite mesmo estando contigo penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Sempre à espera de estar juntinho a ti num abraço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma coisa que deves saber&lt;br /&gt;E essa coisa é que eu te amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115580796740138346?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115580796740138346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115580796740138346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580796740138346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580796740138346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/algo-do-meu-corao.html' title='Algo do meu coração'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115580771334436622</id><published>2006-08-17T10:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:41:53.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulher de Fogo, Mulher de Gelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/fogo%20de%20mulher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu de sangue quente, de calor na alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Escondeste nessa fachada de gelo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;levando a pensar que nada pode entrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O teu calor sente-se quando se consegue chegar perto&lt;br /&gt;Queima quando se toca nos teus lábios, nas tuas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Não és feita de gelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O fogo sempre espreita para na altura certa surgir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mulher de Fogo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mulher de Gelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Podes ser as duas, podes ser uma, podes ser a combinação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E o que interessa qual delas és, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;se o importante é estares presente para queimares com o&lt;br /&gt;teu encanto a vida que me faz feliz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115580771334436622?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115580771334436622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115580771334436622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580771334436622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580771334436622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/mulher-de-fogo-mulher-de-gelo.html' title='Mulher de Fogo, Mulher de Gelo'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115580630320215722</id><published>2006-08-17T09:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:20:24.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Corinthians vence com Emerson Leão</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/leao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emerson Leão promoveu uma verdadeira revolução para tirar o Corinthians da lanterna do Campeonato Brasileiro logo em sua estréia na noite desta quarta-feira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o resultado de 2 a 1 em cima do Fluminense, o Corinthians chega aos 16 pontos e sobe para a 19ª colocação. Desta forma, a lanterna fica nas mãos do Santa Cruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O técnico Emerson Leão armou o Corinthians no esquema 3-6-1 para seu primeiro jogo, com Tevez isolado no ataque. Ele ainda promoveu as entradas de Marinho, Eduardo, Roger e Gustavo Nery, jogadores que estavam em baixa sob o comando de Geninho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Experiência e competência profissional não faltam a Leão para salvar o Corinthians do rebaixamento no Campeonato Brasileiro de Futebol. Mas ele não pode fazer tudo sozinho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Há um problema de bicefalia ou crise de autoridade na direção do clube, que se reflete no campo. Jogadores bem pagos e de reconhecido valor profissional desentendem-se e dificultam o rendimento da equipa.&lt;/span&gt; Não adianta trocar de treinador e fazer transferências milionárias de jogadores, a não ser para recuperar o capital empatado pelo Kia. A crise corintiana está a mostrar que o dinheiro é tudo no futebol, comprometendo a unidade, o espírito de equipa e a capacidade de jogar com o coração também, não permitindo ganhar partidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leão é demasiado propotente, mas só um treinador com esta personalidade forte tem capacidade para tirar o Corinthians da crise de poder. Claro que não dá para sonhar muito com um treinador que tem um problema de relacionamento com argentinos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É aguardar pelos próximos capitulos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115580630320215722?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115580630320215722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115580630320215722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580630320215722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115580630320215722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/corinthians-vence-com-emerson-leo.html' title='Corinthians vence com Emerson Leão'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115546888894817403</id><published>2006-08-13T12:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T12:34:48.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Geninho não aguentou outra derrota do Corinthians</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/costas%20geninho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Campeão brasileiro: Quem te viu e quem te vê&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11 derrotas em 16 jogos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20º : lugar de rebaixamento inacreditável&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/classifica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115546888894817403?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115546888894817403/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115546888894817403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115546888894817403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115546888894817403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/geninho-no-aguentou-outra-derrota-do.html' title='Geninho não aguentou outra derrota do Corinthians'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115546588720649393</id><published>2006-08-13T11:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T11:44:47.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrianse: Nunca compreendeu o país e o clube</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/adrianse6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrianse: ADEUS E ATÉ NUNCA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Co Adriaanse sai do FC Porto pouco mais de um ano depois de ter chegado para disciplinar a equipa e devolvê-la aos triunfos. Parte do dever foi cumprido, mas sempre com muita polémica à mistura. É certo que &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dominou as competições internas, porém foi humilhado na Liga dos Campeões&lt;/span&gt; pelo Artmedia e não conseguiu vencer um jogo ao Glasgow Rangers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A relação com a Imprensa e os adeptos também não foi pacífica e, nos últimos tempos, extremou posições com a direcção do clube, sobretudo com Pinto da Costa, por causa de Vennegoor of Hesselink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mantendo sempre um estilo polémico e frontal, o holandês levou a água ao seu moinho, conquistando o 21º título do FC Porto, juntando-lhe a Taça de Portugal, graças ao esforço dos jogadores, mas falhou na promessa de futebol espectáculo e no número de golos marcados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os adeptos não gostaram nada do facto de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;só ter ganho um dos cinco clássicos&lt;/span&gt; disputados e, sobretudo, de ter perdido duas vezes diante do arqui-rival Benfica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na Europa, o FC Porto decepcionou.&lt;/span&gt; Venceu apenas um dos seis jogos disputados na fase de grupos da Liga dos Campeões, perdeu em casa frente aos desconhecidos Artmedia e, pior de tudo, ficou em último lugar, falhando o apuramento para a Taça UEFA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pelo meio, ainda &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;afastou da equipa Hélder Postiga e, sobretudo, Jorge Costa...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115546588720649393?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115546588720649393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115546588720649393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115546588720649393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115546588720649393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/adrianse-nunca-compreendeu-o-pas-e-o.html' title='Adrianse: Nunca compreendeu o país e o clube'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115503839949973071</id><published>2006-08-08T12:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:03:44.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Relatório das 6ª Jornadas de marketing do ISCAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As Jornadas de Marketing são um evento de referência do I.S.C.A.P.. Para além de contar com a presença de muitos alunos do instituto, outras instituições do ensino superior e escolas profissionais começam a ter uma presença assídua.&lt;br /&gt;A sexta edição das Jornadas de Marketing do Instituto Superior de Contabilidade e Administração do Porto (ISCAP) realizou-se no CACE Cultural do Porto, na Rua do Freixo n.º 1071, na cidade do Porto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primeiro dia – 15 de Março de 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O Presidente do Instituto Politécnico do Porto (IPP), Professor Doutor Luís Soares, procedeu à abertura da sessão dando as boas vindas a todos os presentes, congratulando a Comissão Organizadora das Jornadas de Marketing pela iniciativa. O Presidente do IPP comentou ainda a importância dos alunos serem inovadores, empreendedores e dinâmicos, tendo em atenção o contexto actual.&lt;br /&gt;De seguida, o Dr. José Castro, Presidente do Centro de Apoio à Criação de Empresas (CACE), deu as boas vindas a todos os presentes e falou um pouco da história do edifício. O local de realização da sexta edição das Jornadas de Marketing, outrora, foi uma instalação industrial, uma oficina.&lt;br /&gt;Após o momento de abertura oficial do evento procedeu-se a introdução do primeiro tema “Inovação Empresarial e de Marketing”. O Dr. Paulo Gonçalves, moderador do painel, apresentou uma pequena introdução ao tema focando as principais razões para se optar pela inovação. Depois da parte introdutória, o Doutor Manuel Vieira falou sobre a Inovação, focando&lt;br /&gt;essencialmente a ligação que deve existir entre a área de negócio que se escolhe para começar um novo projecto e as decisões que têm que ser tomadas relativas à inovação. O Doutor Manuel Vieira relatou alguns exemplos de sucesso, nomeadamente o dos países do Norte da Europa, que&lt;br /&gt;assumem a liderança do mercado apostando no lançamento para o mercado de produtos com uma forte componente tecnológica.&lt;br /&gt;O painel seguinte tinha como tema a “Imagem”. O Dr. Luís Rocha moderou o painel que foi constituído por mais dois elementos, Dr. Júlio Magalhães, Director de Informação da TVI e a Dra. Paula Oliveira, formadora da ANJE. O Dr. Júlio Magalhães começou por focar a importância da imagem numa estação televisiva e como esta contribui para a fidelização da audiência. A TVI para além de ser uma estação televisiva tornou-se, com o passar do tempo, uma marca, daí necessidade de vender a sua imagem. A estratégia de crescimento desta assenta no criar envolvimento com o grande público.&lt;br /&gt;A Dra. Paula Oliveira apresentou um case study no qual trabalhou directamente, “Alfa Romeo”. A sua comunicação cingiu-se sobre a importância da marca, pois é um dos mais importantes activos de uma empresa. A Dra. Paula Oliveira falou de todo o processo de criação da marca “Alfa Romeo – Uma Marca com emoção”.&lt;br /&gt;Após o almoço, a sessão iniciou-se com o Dr. Freitas Santos, moderador do painel com o tema “Marketing de Eventos”. Os oradores deste painel foram: Dr. João Dias representante do grupo “FADUS”, Sr. Jorge Teixeira representante da empresa “RUNPORTO” e Nuno Sousa representante do “Rock in Rio – Lisboa”.&lt;br /&gt;O Dr. João Dias apresentou o grupo “FADUS” que é constituído por cinco empresas na área de entretenimento. A sua comunicação deu um grande relevo sobre a importância do show off no marketing. A frase de referência desta comunicação foi “Vende-me sonhos, conta-me histórias”.&lt;br /&gt;O Sr. Jorge Teixeira, representante da “RUNPORTO”, focou a importância de se obter grandes ideias e bons patrocinadores para se organizar um bom evento. O sucesso da sua empresa depende muito do empenhamento da sua equipa de trabalho. O seu lema é “por vontade se perde, por vontade se ganha”.&lt;br /&gt;A última comunicação do dia ficou a cargo de Nuno Sousa, representante do “Rock in Rio – Lisboa”. Este explicou a importância e os objectivos principais do “Rock in Rio”. Nuno Sousa referiu que o espectáculo em Portugal pretende abrir novas oportunidades na Europa. Procedeu-se ao sorteio de tshirts e bilhetes para o espectáculo do “Rock in Rio – Lisboa”.&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia encerrou com uma actuação da Tuna feminina do Instituto Superior de Contabilidade e Administração do Porto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Segundo dia – 16 de Março de 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O segundo dia da sexta edição da Jornadas de Marketing do ISCAP realizou-se no CACE Cultural do Porto, no dia 16 de Março de 2006. O primeiro painel, com o tema “Marketing Turístico”, foi formado pelo moderador Eng. Oliveira Magalhães e pelos oradores Dra. Marie e Dr. Francisco Sampaio. O Eng. Oliveira Magalhães começou por fazer uma pequena apresentação dos convidados. O Eng. Oliveira Magalhães, na categoria de docente da cadeira de Marketing Turístico da Licenciatura do curso de Marketing, falou do crescente agrado e interesse dos alunos em relação à disciplina. A comunicação da Dra. Marie focou um pouco da história do marketing turístico face ao desenvolvimento da marca “Portugal” e da dificuldade de&lt;br /&gt;visualizar um país como um produto. Ainda referiu a estratégia a utilizar na Promoção Turística de “Portugal”. O Dr. Francisco Sampaio fez uma pequena introdução ao tema de Marketing Turístico, falando das regiões e suas dimensões tendo em atenção a realização de uma melhor estratégia de promoção. O Dr. Francisco Sampaio focou ainda a importância da Mara&lt;br /&gt;“Porto” e a marca “Norte de Portugal”.&lt;br /&gt;O segundo painel tinha como tema “Protocolo e Etiqueta no Marketing”. A moderadora foi a Doutora Anabela Sarmento e a oradora a Dra. Elisabete Andrade. A Doutora Anabela Sarmento introduziu o tema falando do projecto InterCom - Comunicação Internacional, desenvolvido no âmbito do programa Sócrates Comenius, seus objectivos e importância. A Dra. Elisabete Andrade referiu a importância da etiqueta e protocolo relativamente ao Marketing. Tendo por base as boas práticas empresariais entre diferentes países, todas as pessoas devem conhecer os hábitos culturais de modo a se criar de um bom relacionamento e ambiente entre diferentes povos.&lt;br /&gt;Depois da pausa de almoço, o Dr. Geraldo Ramos foi moderador do painel “Publicidade e Comunicação”. Este salientou a importância de publicidade e comunicação no sucesso da estratégia da empresa.&lt;br /&gt;A primeira oradora foi a Mestre Ana Paula, consultora da empresa “XLS”. Esta comunicação evidenciou a importância da comunicação e imagem numa empresa e considera que a empresa “XLS” lançou-se no mercado com o intuito de acabar com a lacuna que existia nesta área.&lt;br /&gt;O painel ficou completo com a apresentação das oradoras Dra. Liliana Magalhães e Dra. Patrícia Lourenço, colaboradoras da rádio “Mega FM”, para focarem sobre o processo de comunicação e publicidade desta organização. As oradoras falaram da estrutura, ao nível da Marketing e Comunicação, da “Mega FM” e ainda referiram um caso prático sobre o planeamento da campanha de comunicação sobre “Mega FM Live – Concerto Jack Johnson”.&lt;br /&gt;Após este painel foram distribuídos aos alunos vencedores do concurso de ideias “Plano de Comunicação sobre uma nova marca de camisas DCD – Representações Têxteis, Lda.” o diploma de participação.&lt;br /&gt;A sessão de encerramento prosseguiu com uma mensagem final da Doutora Anabela Sarmento, coordenadora do Curso de Marketing e do Dr. Veiga Pereira, presidente do Conselho Directo do Instituto Superior de Contabilidade e Administração do Porto.&lt;br /&gt;O “Porto de Honra” proporcionou um momento de convívio para os vários participantes deste evento, contando ainda com uma actuação da Tuna Masculina do ISCAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115503839949973071?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115503839949973071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115503839949973071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115503839949973071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115503839949973071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/relatrio-das-6-jornadas-de-marketing.html' title='Relatório das 6ª Jornadas de marketing do ISCAP'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115503691823070994</id><published>2006-08-08T12:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:39:18.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MARKETING 2.0: A ERA DO MARKETING TRANSPARENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Efectivamente, nas últimas décadas, o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marketing nasceu, cresceu&lt;/span&gt; e ainda se encontra em desenvolvimento. Para a sua ascensão a um patamar que lhe permitiu obter um corpo de conhecimento digno de ser autonomizado, foram marcantes as obras e os contributos de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peter Drucker, Theodore Levitt e Philip Kotler&lt;/span&gt;, entre muitos outros autores.&lt;br /&gt;Com a evolução das tecnologias de informação e comunicação, foi permitido a criação das comunidades e de conversações à volta de grupos de interesse, caminhando-se para a constituição de comunidades, surgindo assim grupo de consumidores com interesses comuns que colocam em comum os seus interesses.&lt;br /&gt;Nessa sentido, o reconhecimento e o poder destas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;comunidades online&lt;/span&gt;, traz consigo importantes mudanças na relação entre a empresa e os consumidores.De facto, o importante passará a ser produzir e disponibilizar produtos e serviços que vão de encontro às necessidades das comunidades.&lt;br /&gt;Com a evolução das tecnologias de informação e comunicação, é permitido um maior conhecimento do indivíduo, caminhando-se para personalização dos membros das comunidades, cada cliente é um membro de uma comunidade.Esta evolução, leva-nos a concluir que o próprio &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;conceito do Marketing-Mix evolui&lt;/span&gt; e indica-nos um caminho na senda da criação das comunidades. Aliás, um conceito que o marketing sempre acarinhou. Assim, estamos a fazer com que o cliente seja membro activo e participativo na produção do seu produto, permitindo a personalização e fumentando a conversação com os outros membros da comunidade (networking). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/Sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em suma, deixamos de ter uma visão orientada para o consumidor, na sua relação com o custo, a comunicação e a conveniência, e passamos a ter uma visão virada para as Comunidades, a sua relação com o Custo Justo, as Conversações e as Compras Online, tornando o marketing TRANSPARENTE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115503691823070994?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115503691823070994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115503691823070994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115503691823070994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115503691823070994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/marketing-20-era-do-marketing.html' title='MARKETING 2.0: A ERA DO MARKETING TRANSPARENTE'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115503587090407422</id><published>2006-08-08T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:17:50.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Manequim morreu durante desfile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Uma jovem modelo, com 22 anos, nascida no Uruguai, morreu durante um desfile, da semana de moda de Montevideu, em Espanha. A notícia avançada pelo jornal espanhol El País diz que a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jovem não comia há vários dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;De acordo com o jornal, que cita testemunhas do incidente, a manequim sentiu-se mal enquanto desfilava e desmaiou no caminho para os camarins. Apesar de ter sido assistida por uma equipa médica não sobreviveu.&lt;br /&gt;Os clínicos determinaram que a morte teve origem numa paragem cardíaca. Segundo o pai da manequim, esta esteve vários dias sem comer.&lt;br /&gt;Os seus colegas ficaram chocados e dizem que «foi uma tragédia». «Ela era muito simpática e dava-se bem com todos», recordam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A morte da jovem reabriu a polémica, em Espanha, sobre as «exigências» que o mundo da moda faz aos modelos." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Fonte: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iol.pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.iol.pt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Foi negra sim a vida desta modelo, assim como o seu fim que, sem sentido viveu e sem sentido morreu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mais estranho é que, como é que tantos milhoes morrem de fome sem o querer e outros querem morrer de fome?!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Capas de revistas é lamentável, sobretudo quando os pais incentivam estas profissoes aos proprios filhos, com fins tao consumistas, sacrificando a propria saude e vida. Talvez nem teria sido o caso deste pai (a sociedade, os filmes, as revistas, a tv, a net conduzem a este fim), mas existem pessoas que o fazem ou já fizeram. E o pior é quando as jovens fazem o mesmo para seguir a perfeiçao falsa das capas de revista. Sim, foram apenas capas de revistas, facilmente substituiveis, que engordaram os cofres de alguém sem escrupulos. E quem promove e motiva jovens a chegar a este ponto, nao pode ter escrupulos! Nao se imagina o que é que uma familia sofre, quando tem uma filha com anoréxia e o drama que é para todos e para a propria, que sofre ainda mais! Sao anos e anos de tratamentos (apoio psicológico, nutricionista, por vezes psiquiatria e toda uma equipa multidisciplinar) e quando os pais vao a tempo de remediar, porque senão ficam danos irreversiveis com consequencias gravissimas. E hoje é muito comum o impacto nos jovens e até em alguns adultos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É o culto da imagem doentia, quase cadáver que é vendido! É isto que cativa e se vende muito bem a todo o custo!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Fonte: desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115503587090407422?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115503587090407422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115503587090407422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115503587090407422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115503587090407422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/08/manequim-morreu-durante-desfile.html' title='Manequim morreu durante desfile'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115429137378621801</id><published>2006-07-30T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:32:09.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde está a Europa qdo é necessário??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até qdo os EUA kerem, podem e mandam??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E onde tá a ONU? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kofi Annan serves pa k??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os terroristas acabaram de dar a cara pa kem tem olhos abertos... o nome é ISRAEL!!!! Assassinos de inocentes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115429137378621801?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115429137378621801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115429137378621801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115429137378621801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115429137378621801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/onde-est-europa-qdo-necessrioat-qdo-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115342671673175892</id><published>2006-07-20T21:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:18:36.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est la vie!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/Caveira.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/Caveira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ate nas flores se encontra a diferença da sorte... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...umas enfeitam a vida e outras enfeitam a morte...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/mao%20e%20sangue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115342671673175892?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115342671673175892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115342671673175892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342671673175892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342671673175892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/cest-la-vie.html' title='C&apos;est la vie!!!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115342646897804877</id><published>2006-07-20T21:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:14:28.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma foto destas vale + do k 1000 palavras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/400/claudio001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115342646897804877?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115342646897804877/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115342646897804877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342646897804877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342646897804877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/uma-foto-destas-vale-do-k-1000.html' title='Uma foto destas vale + do k 1000 palavras...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115342615187414157</id><published>2006-07-20T21:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:09:11.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As 20 piores cantadas e respostas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como eu queria ser esse sorvete!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Além de ser fresco, quer ter o pau enfiado no rabo também? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se beleza desse cadeia você pegaria prisão perpétua.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Se feíura fosse crime, você pegaria pena de morte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gata, você é linda demais, só tem um problema: a sua boca tá muito longe da minha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Questão de higiene (boa!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qual o caminho mais rápido pra chegar no seu coração? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Cirurgia plástica, lavagem cerebral e uns 3 meses de malhação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você é a mais bela das belas das flores, uma rosa. Quer florescer no meu jardim ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Eu vou morrer de sede com o tamanho do seu regador (nooooooossa!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu não acreditava em amor a primeira vista. Mas quando te vi mudei de idéia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Que coincidência! Eu não acreditava em assombração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você tem uma boca! Deve ter um gostinho... Posso provar?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Pode... (cospe no chão e vira as costas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se tivesse uma mãe como você mamaria até os 30 anos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Se eu tivesse um filho como você mandava pro circo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nossa, não sabia que boneca andava!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esposta:&lt;/strong&gt; E eu não sabia que macaco falava! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Oi, o cachorrinho tem telefone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta:&lt;/strong&gt; Tem, porque? Sua mãe tá no cio? (THE BEST!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Este lugar esté vago?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Está, e este aqui onde estou também vai ficar se você se sentar aí. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Então, o que você faz da vida? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Eu sou travesti. (putz!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que eu já não te vi em algum lugar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Claro! Eu sou a recepcionista da clínica de doenças venéreas...não se lembra? (essa foi foda) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A gente já não se encontrou em algum lugar antes?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Já e é exatamente por isso que eu não vou mais lá.(Boooooooa!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A gente vai para a sua casa ou para a minha? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Os dois. Você vai para a sua casa e eu vou para a minha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu queria te ligar, qual é o seu telefone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Está na lista. Réplica: Mas eu não sei o seu nome. Tréplica: Também está na lista, na frente do telefone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ora, vamos parar com isso, nós dois estamos aqui nesta boate pelo mesmo motivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: É, pra pegar mulher... (Olha o cara...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu quero me dar por completo pra você.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Sinto muito, eu não aceito esmola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se eu pudesse te ver nua, eu morreria feliz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Se eu pudesse te ver nu, eu morreria de rir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.Cantada:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Está procurando boa companhia?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta&lt;/strong&gt;: Estou, mas com você por perto vai ficar muito mais difícil encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115342615187414157?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115342615187414157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115342615187414157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342615187414157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342615187414157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-20-piores-cantadas-e-respostas.html' title='As 20 piores cantadas e respostas'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115342565860358797</id><published>2006-07-20T20:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:00:58.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor é + k 1 palavra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/inveja.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/dinheiro%20e%20felicidade.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/dinheiro%20e%20felicidade.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/agradecimento.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/agradecimento.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/1incomodados.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/1incomodados.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115342489357031911?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115342489357031911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115342489357031911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342489357031911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115342489357031911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/reflexes.html' title='Reflexões...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115334126959614851</id><published>2006-07-19T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:37:18.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Morte de Raúl Cortez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/tt_0409_raul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um grande artista de teatro, cinema e televisão morre aos 74 anos, devido a complicações relacionadas com um cancro na região abdominal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cultura brasileira acaba de perder um talento inigualável. Raúl Cortez foi um actor excepcional, seja no teatro, no cinema ou na televisão. A sua obra, que marcou a história da dramaturgia brasileira, deixa para as novas gerações um exemplo de seriedade e dedicação à arte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.estadao.com.br/arteelazer/tv/noticias/2006/jul/19/8.htm" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.estadao.com.br/arteelazer/tv/noticias/2006/jul/19/8.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115334126959614851?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115334126959614851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115334126959614851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115334126959614851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115334126959614851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/morte-de-ral-cortez.html' title='Morte de Raúl Cortez'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115333962520520477</id><published>2006-07-19T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:07:05.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Devaneios...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/1600/cowgirl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/cowgirl.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/rosa%20azul.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/rosa%20azul%20e%20agua%20azul.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/valor%20das%20pessoas.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/teclado%20de%20amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/casal%20a%20beijar-se.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/beijo1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/corpo%20e%20alma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/unicornio.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115333962520520477?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115333962520520477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115333962520520477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115333962520520477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115333962520520477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/devaneios.html' title='Devaneios...'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115273332167699381</id><published>2006-07-12T20:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:42:01.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gestão Morreu! Viva o Marketing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A gestão morreu&lt;/span&gt;. Não porque tenha deixado de existir. Não porque tenha deixado de fazer sentido. Não porque não exista a necessidade dela ou porque já não existam gestores. A gestão morreu, porque foi ultrapassada pelo marketing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Encontramos no desenvolvimento da gestão o nascimento do marketing&lt;/span&gt;. Este surge inicialmente com o seu foco direccionado para as vendas. Era necessário colocar nos mercados a produção em massa, crescente. Esta derivava do desenvolvimento e exploração das economias de escala que possibilitam custos unitários progressivamente mais baixos, que permitem vender cada vez mais produtos a preços incrementalmente reduzidos e ainda assim, proporcionar lucros mais elevados (é o milagre da gestão industrial).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desenvolveram-se assim: a publicidade, a comunicação, as relações públicas, a gestão e dinamização de equipas de vendas, as técnicas de vendas&lt;/span&gt; (principalmente de “hard-selling”) entre outras áreas de intervenção da ciência do marketing.&lt;br /&gt;Mais recentemente, com a massificação das produções industriais e a entrada na era da abundância de produtos (na qual, genericamente, a oferta global num mercado é superior à procura global nesse mercado), foi necessário ao marketing reorientar a sua atenção e socorrer-se de mais e mais diversas ferramentas, desenvolver novas metodologias e criar novos padrões e métricas de análise e diagnóstico. Mas agora, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;completamente centrados nos clientes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Na verdade, hoje em dia, o marketing não é mais uma técnica(s) de comercialização dos produtos nos mercados de destino. Nestes cem anos o marketing evoluiu para áreas completamente distintas das que lhe deram origem. Esta evolução foi exponencial porque resultou de um crescimento orgânico e de âmbito do marketing.&lt;br /&gt;Por um lado o marketing socorreu-se do “framework” científico, primeiro da gestão e depois de outras ciências (sociais ou humanas e matemáticas), para validar as suas metodologias de diagnóstico (estudos de mercado, estatística, macroeconomia, cálculo-financeira e modelos econométricos, p.e.); para garantir a replicabilidade de modelos e teorias e controlar a performance das ferramentas de intervenção correctiva (marketing estratégico, marketing operacional, comportamento do consumidor, p.e.).&lt;br /&gt;Por outro lado o marketing ampliou o seu âmbito de aplicação, utilização e validação, para outras tarefas e funções que não só as ligadas às actividades empresariais. Passou também a desbravar por mérito próprio, novos caminhos e horizontes em áreas onde a criação de valor e a entrega desse valor a quem dele necessita são as funções críticas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Neste sentido, temos actualmente o marketing político, o marketing social, o marketing estratégico, o marketing industrial, o marketing operacional, o marketing de serviços, o “marketing one to one”, o marketing de relacionamento, o marketing Público, entre outros, que podemos encontrar em empresas comerciais, de serviços, industriais, entidades públicas, associações e ONG’s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desta forma, o marketing tendo claramente nascido do desenvolvimento da ciência da gestão, actualmente evoluiu. Primeiro ganhando espaço dentro da gestão, depois autonomizando-se e distinguindo-se dela. E finalmente ganhando preponderância sobre a gestão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Esta conquista de importância verifica-se porque o marketing consegue dar um sentido, uma orientação à gestão. A gestão através das suas ferramentas habilita os seus profissionais a conjugar ou a decidir entre recursos – por definição escassos – e com isso obter resultados (criação de valor). Mas o marketing vai mais longe, antes de se apropriar da gestão (isto é utilizar as ferramentas e métodos da gestão), o marketing primeiro descobre o que é necessário; o que desejam os consumidores (o mercado alvo) ou destinatários de uma mensagem e que pode ser bem feito (com vantagens competitivas) pela empresa ou organização com os seus recursos totais (disponíveis e mobilizáveis). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Desta forma dá um sentido para a acção da gestão, ou um sentido para a criação de valor. No “momento da verdade” da gestão, as opções feitas entre recursos (ou acções) passam a ter uma orientação, ou um sentido, em função dos objectivos que foram definidos, com base naquilo que se identificou como as necessidades (latentes ou explícitas) do mercado alvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O marketing está hoje em dia em todas as funções, tarefas e papéis, dos sistemas de trocas de mercado e em geral nas economias das democracias ocidentais.&lt;/span&gt; Em resultado das economias de escala e reduções de custos proporcionados pelo desenvolvimento tecnológico em geral e das TI’s em particular, que permitem novos produtos de maior valor e mais baratos. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O marketing identifica necessidades e expectativas dos consumidores, adequando melhor os produtos já existentes, ou criando mesmo novos produtos e serviços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Desta forma gera-se e usufrui-se de uma maior procura dos bens e serviços, que geram novas reduções de custos (economias de escala e curva de experiência). O milagre industrial – que não pode ser confundido com a “Armadilha Industrial” que se verifica quando se procura reduzir os custos unitários de produção através do aumento da quantidade produzida - pode realizar-se quando a gestão das empresas persegue princípios éticos de responsabilidade social e de “governança” (government), que garantem eqüidade de remuneração ou compensação entre os vários grupos de interesse (stakeholders) que rodeiam a empresa (ou organização). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fonte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marketingprofs.com.br/6/caria1P.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.marketingprofs.com.br/6/caria1P.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dedicação:&lt;/span&gt; Dedico este post em especial aos gestores de mentes limitadas que consideram os Marketeers um alvo a abater. Podem insultar-nos à vontade, pois quanto maior é a vossa critica, maior é o nosso poder. Falam mal de nós, mas o que importa é que falam. Só se fala de quem tem importância.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115273332167699381?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115273332167699381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115273332167699381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115273332167699381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115273332167699381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/gesto-morreu-viva-o-marketing.html' title='A Gestão Morreu! Viva o Marketing!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115273256612689401</id><published>2006-07-12T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:29:26.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é o Marketing???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curso de Marketing Feminino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Estás numa festa e vês um homem muito fascinante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegas perto dele e dizes-lhe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sou um fenómeno na cama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marketing Directo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Estás numa festa e vês um homem muito fascinante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dos teus amigos chega perto dele e diz-lhe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Aquela mulher é um fenómeno na cama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Publicidade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Estás numa festa e vês um homem muito fascinante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pedes-lhe o número de telemóvel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No dia seguinte ligas-lhe e dizes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sou um fenómeno na cama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Telemarketing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Estás numa festa e vês um homem muito fascinante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu reconheces este homem. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegas mais perto dele, refrescas a sua memória e dizes-lhe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Lembras-te como sou fantástica na cama?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Customer Relationship Management&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Estás numa festa e vês um homem muito fascinante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levantas-te,arranjas o vestido, aproximas-te dele e ofereces um 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style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ouvi por aí que és um fenómeno na cama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Branding&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Poder da Marca&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Estás numa festa e vês um homem muito fascinante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegas perto dele e dizes-lhe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sou um fenómeno na cama, mostrando-lhe uma mama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merchandising&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curso de Marketing Masculino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Estás numa festa e vês uma ganda gaja toda boa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegas perto dela e dizes-lhe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sou um fenómeno na cama e resisto toda a noite sem parar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isto é &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Publicidade Enganosa&lt;/span&gt; e é punida por lei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115273256612689401?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115273256612689401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115273256612689401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115273256612689401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115273256612689401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/o-que-o-marketing.html' title='O que é o 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style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K venha a licenciatura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115273223719483982?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115273223719483982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115273223719483982&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115273223719483982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115273223719483982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/passei-pa-o-4-ano-de-marketing.html' title='Passei pa o 4º ano de marketing!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115213635453945210</id><published>2006-07-05T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:52:34.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras bem ditas!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scolari:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;«Este tipo de arbitragem envergonha a América do Sul»&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Luiz Felipe Scolari, revoltado com a arbitragem de Jorge larrionda, no final da derrota com a França, que afastou Portugal da final do Mundial: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«Se existem razões para a América do Sul se sentir envergonhada, é por causa de arbitragens como esta. Tentámos fazer tudo, mas não conseguimos vencer. Portugal é um patinho feio neste mundo do futebol e sabíamos disso. O meu futuro? Não tenho nada definido ainda. Vou pensar e depois falar com o presidente. Ainda não é o timing certo para abordar essa situação.» &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3679/2356/320/r22289_54748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115213635453945210?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115213635453945210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115213635453945210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115213635453945210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115213635453945210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/palavras-bem-ditas.html' title='Palavras bem ditas!!!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23058683.post-115213345124191630</id><published>2006-07-05T22:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:04:11.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>França vence, mas n convence!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Portugal perde frente à França de forma injusta...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma vez + a arbitragem deixa a desejar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pa n variar o "peixe pekeno" é prejudicado... coincidencias e erros existem, mas tantas pa o lado + fraco dão k pensar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23058683-115213345124191630?l=adilia-pinto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/feeds/115213345124191630/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23058683&amp;postID=115213345124191630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115213345124191630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23058683/posts/default/115213345124191630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adilia-pinto.blogspot.com/2006/07/frana-vence-mas-n-convence.html' title='França vence, mas n convence!!!'/><author><name>Adilia Pinto</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH3dZZJzH50/Sva2Fs7n0nI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QXiVD6-4WS8/S220/Picture+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
