<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949</id><updated>2009-02-21T09:23:14.223Z</updated><title type='text'>BACORES</title><subtitle type='html'>O AMOR É A ASA VELOZ QUE DEUS DEU Á ALMA PARA QUE ELA VOE ATÉ O CÉU.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-1236862975045771945</id><published>2008-12-23T19:42:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:43:23.597Z</updated><title type='text'>Carta ao pai Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://natal.com.pt/carta-pai-natal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://natal.com.pt/Banners/prenda-carta.gif" alt="Carta ao Pai Natal" width="25" height="29" hspace="5" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://natal.com.pt/carta-ao-pai-natal-23549-lourenço"&gt;Carta ao Pai Natal de Lourenço&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-1236862975045771945?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/1236862975045771945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=1236862975045771945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/1236862975045771945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/1236862975045771945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2008/12/carta-ao-pai-natal.html' title='Carta ao pai Natal'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-5108572587326138423</id><published>2008-07-01T18:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:39:08.348+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalai Lama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Só existem dois dias no ano que nada pode ser feito. Um se chama ontem e o outro se chama amanhã, portanto hoje é o dia certo para amar, acreditar, fazer e principalmente viver.&lt;br /&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-5108572587326138423?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/5108572587326138423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=5108572587326138423' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/5108572587326138423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/5108572587326138423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2008/07/dalai-lama.html' title='Dalai Lama'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-2015374486457020399</id><published>2008-07-01T17:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:20:44.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma que nunca esqueci</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoeK3E8cSuw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoeK3E8cSuw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-2729798498256754785?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/2729798498256754785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=2729798498256754785' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/2729798498256754785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/2729798498256754785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-6689183832326742135</id><published>2008-07-01T17:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:04:18.135+01:00</updated><title type='text'>adoro isto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRTyBDdNmvk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRTyBDdNmvk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-6689183832326742135?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/6689183832326742135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=6689183832326742135' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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vida, que não sabemos explicar porquê...apaixonamo-nos, pelos momentos que vivemos com elas. Entram... "roubam-nos" segredos, emoções, felicidade, amor, amizade, cultura, experiências e oferecem-nos um bocadinho das suas vidas quase sem pedir licença, mas é isso que nos faz viver.Sempre vivi as coisas intensamente, nem uma coleção de vinte fasciculos dava para poder contar todos os momentos e emoções que já vivi...mas sem dúvida os melhores momentos são passados com pessoas, não é a compra de um carro que me faz feliz, nem é a conta bancária ou roupa nova, são sem dúvida os momen&lt;/span&gt;tos com as pessoas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-7667743328617530326?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/7667743328617530326/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=7667743328617530326' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/7667743328617530326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/7667743328617530326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2007/03/pessoas.html' title='Pessoas'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-5866920273435590627</id><published>2006-11-23T23:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:11:24.245Z</updated><title type='text'>SUN FLOWER MOON -COMPANHIA MOMIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sun Flower Moon Companhia Momix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;de 2006/11/21 até 2006/12/10Auditório dos OceanosTer a Dom: 22h  Sáb: 17h&lt;br /&gt;Conhecida internacionalmente por apresentar trabalhos de grande beleza e imaginação, Momix é uma companhia de bailarinos-ilusionistas sob a direcção de Moses Pendleton. Famosa pela sua habilidade e talento em conjugar um mundo de imagens surrealistas usando adereços, luzes, sombras, humor e corpos.Em Sun Flower Moon, o espectáculo que celebra os 25 anos da companhia, os Momix reinventam-se poeticamente por um universo misterioso onde os astros são flores, as flores são estrelas e onde uma sensual lua se acende todas as noites. Utilizadas por Moses pela primeira vez, as técnicas do teatro negro (caracterizado pelos efeitos de contraste de cores e escuro) permitem a criação de ambientes evocativos de rara beleza.&lt;br /&gt;Internet: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="linkinternet" href="http://www.momix.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.momix.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bilhetes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="linkinternet" href="http://www.ticketline.sapo.pt/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.ticketline.sapo.pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Informações Úteis: Bilhetes: 30€ a 35€&lt;br /&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/30331949-5866920273435590627?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/5866920273435590627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=5866920273435590627' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/5866920273435590627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/5866920273435590627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/11/sun-flower-moon-companhia-momix.html' title='SUN FLOWER MOON -COMPANHIA MOMIX'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-116423337883868126</id><published>2006-11-22T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:09:38.840Z</updated><title type='text'>O AMOR NÃO SE PODE DEFINIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor não se pode definir, talvez esta seja a sua melhor definição. Sendo em nós limitado o modo de explicar, é infinito o modo de sentir por isso nem tudo o que se sabe sentir, se sabe dizer, o gosto, e a dor, não se podem reduzir a palavras. O amor não só tem ocupado, e há-de ocupar o coração dos homens, mas também os seus discursos porém por mais que a imaginação se esforce, tudo o que produzir a respeito do amor, são átomos. Os que amam não têm livre o espírito para dizerem o que sentem e sempre acham que o que sentem é mais do que o que dizem o mesmo amor entorpece a ideia e lhes serve de embaraço, os que não amam, mal podem discorrer sobre uma impressão, que ignoram, os que amaram são como a cinza fria, donde só se reconhece o efeito da chama, e não a sua natureza, ou também como o cometa, que depois de girar a esfera, sem deixar vestígio algum, desaparece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matias Aires, in 'Reflexões Sobre a Vaidade dos Homens e Carta Sobre a Fortuna'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-116423337883868126?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/116423337883868126/comments/default' title='Enviar 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href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=116003188725687603' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/116003188725687603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/116003188725687603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/10/free-hugs.html' title=''/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115988630459562458</id><published>2006-10-03T15:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:29:15.890Z</updated><title type='text'>ESTOU APAIXONADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Houve alguém que me disse no outro dia para escrever no blog porque me iria fazer bem...parece que serve para desabafar, mas depois existe sempre um senão é que este espaço é público e existem sentimentos que são só nossos, mas se os sentimentos são bons porque não partilhar?&lt;br /&gt;Estou apaixonada....sabem quando transbordamos alegria de viver, vontade de rir, de falar, de estar com os amigos de fazer coisas novas,quando sentimos uma borboleta na barriga que não para de batar as asas é assim que me sinto, feliz. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou uma pessoa inconstante emocionalmente e sinto as coisas com muita intensidade, vivo muito tudo, cada pormenor da vida,  é isto que me faz viver, sentir que há  vida a latejar.&lt;br /&gt;Sou exagerada em tudo uma das minhas frases é sempre quando se fecha uma porta não se abre uma janela para mim abre-se um portão é assim que sou.&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/30331949-115988630459562458?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115988630459562458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115988630459562458' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115988630459562458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115988630459562458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/10/estou-apaixonada.html' title='ESTOU APAIXONADA'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115921301181954912</id><published>2006-09-25T20:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T18:02:52.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MOMENTOS</title><content type='html'>Momentos em que decidimos viver&lt;br /&gt;Momentos em que decidimos o que fazer&lt;br /&gt;Momentos em que decidimos apostar&lt;br /&gt;Momentos em que decidimos amar&lt;br /&gt;Momentos em que decidimos quem são os nossos amigos&lt;br /&gt;São nestes momentos da vida que sabemos se somos felizes ou infelizes&lt;br /&gt;São nestes momentos que sabemos quem somos e o queremos ser&lt;br /&gt;São nestes momentos em que nos apercebemos quem são os nossos amigos&lt;br /&gt;São nestes momentos que damos valor à familia&lt;br /&gt;São nestes momentos que sabemos o que queremos mas não sabemos como&lt;br /&gt;É agora neste momento...que decido o que no fundo já deve estar decidido&lt;br /&gt;Foi um momento de desabafo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115921301181954912?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115921301181954912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115921301181954912' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115921301181954912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115921301181954912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/09/momentos.html' title='MOMENTOS'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115859586434078492</id><published>2006-09-18T17:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:57:28.896Z</updated><title type='text'>ALGUMAS FOTOS DA MINHA VIAGEM AO EGIPTO</title><content type='html'>Foi uma das viagens mais loucas que fiz eu e dois grandes amigos, o Pedro Lopes e o Zé Amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 346px" name="flashticker" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://widget-31.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="377" height="346" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-31.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594042462257&amp;amp;cy=bl"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img height="0" src="http://widget-31.slide.com/f2/72057594042462257/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115859586434078492?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115859586434078492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115859586434078492' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115859586434078492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115859586434078492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/09/algumas-fotos-da-minha-viagem-ao.html' title='ALGUMAS FOTOS DA MINHA VIAGEM AO EGIPTO'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115797291635998749</id><published>2006-09-11T12:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:24:38.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FRASE DO DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;O maior enganado é aquele que engana a si próprio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ralph Waldo Emerson)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115797291635998749?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115797291635998749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115797291635998749' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115797291635998749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115797291635998749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/09/frase-do-dia.html' title='FRASE DO DIA'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115796931948193387</id><published>2006-09-11T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:49:38.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MULHERES, POR PABLO NERUDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mulheres, por Pablo Neruda &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas sorriem quando querem gritar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas cantam quando querem chorar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas choram quando estão felizes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E riem quando estão nervosas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas brigam por aquilo que acreditam. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas levantam-se para injustiça. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas não levam "não" como resposta quando acreditam que existe melhor solução.&lt;br /&gt;Elas andam sem novos sapatos para suas crianças poder tê-los.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas vão ao médico com uma amiga assustada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas amam incondicionalmente.&lt;br /&gt;Elas choram quando suas crianças adoecem e se alegram quando suas crianças ganham prêmios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elas ficam contentes quando ouvem sobre um aniversário ou um novo casamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&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/30331949-115796931948193387?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115796931948193387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115796931948193387' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115796931948193387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115796931948193387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/09/mulheres-por-pablo-neruda.html' title='MULHERES, POR PABLO NERUDA'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115764116699483927</id><published>2006-09-07T15:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:42:34.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LEIAM FERNANDO PESSOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Hoje de manhã uma pessoa muito especial enviou-me este texto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Obrigada Pipo por existires....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;"Existe apenas uma idade para sermos felizes, apenas uma época da vida de cada pessoa em que é possível sonhar, fazer planos e ter energia suficiente para os realizar, apesar de todas as dificuldades e de todos os obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;Uma só idade para nos encontrarmos com a vida, para vivermos apaixonadamente tudo com toda a intensidade sem medo nem culpa de sentir prazer. Essa idade tão fugaz da nossa vida chama-se presente e tem a duração do instante que passa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa&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/30331949-115764116699483927?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115764116699483927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115764116699483927' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115764116699483927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115764116699483927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/09/leiam-fernando-pessoa.html' title='LEIAM FERNANDO PESSOA'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115746810827134967</id><published>2006-09-05T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T18:02:17.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA ALGUÉM QUE SABE QUE É PARA ELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/h-_KvRcxHpY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115746810827134967?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115746810827134967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115746810827134967' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115746810827134967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115746810827134967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/09/para-algum-que-sabe-que-para-ela.html' title='PARA ALGUÉM QUE SABE QUE É PARA ELA'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115685209642761511</id><published>2006-08-29T12:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T12:30:55.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EU E A PATT NOS AÇORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; O que se pode dizer desta foto... que as férias foram divertidas que a companhia foi óptima, a comida ainda melhor e que a familia Valdemar foi incansável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/3251/1600/img_2992.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/3251/320/img_2992.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115685209642761511?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115685209642761511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115685209642761511' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115685209642761511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115685209642761511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/08/eu-e-patt-nos-aores.html' title='EU E A PATT NOS AÇORES'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115624525185457727</id><published>2006-08-22T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:58:41.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ODE AO FORROBÓDÓ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/3251/1600/troia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/3251/320/troia.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este fim de semana fomos para troia e nosso amigo Pedro Queiroz escreveu isto... não preciso de dizer mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODE AO FORROBÓDÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vais para a troia&lt;br /&gt;Pois de Lisboa estás farto&lt;br /&gt;Vais à volta&lt;br /&gt;Ou então apanhas o barco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daqui a Setubal&lt;br /&gt;É só um pulinho&lt;br /&gt;Ligas o portátil&lt;br /&gt;E fazes um joguinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeira pit stop&lt;br /&gt;Fogueteiro!!&lt;br /&gt;Compras cerveja&lt;br /&gt;E levantas dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegas à casa,&lt;br /&gt;Despedes-te da multidão&lt;br /&gt;Só não é o Big Brother&lt;br /&gt;Porque não há transmissão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sais para a noite&lt;br /&gt;Porque de dia é relaxar&lt;br /&gt;Ficas por casa&lt;br /&gt;E só queres é brincar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhas na piscina,&lt;br /&gt;Procuras a moeda&lt;br /&gt;Estas tardes são um gozo&lt;br /&gt;Com um sol bem gostoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuras uma concha&lt;br /&gt;Acendes um cigarro&lt;br /&gt;Bebes um café&lt;br /&gt;E chamas alguém de "Zé"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem vir mais chicas?&lt;br /&gt;É claro que sim&lt;br /&gt;Que agradável que é&lt;br /&gt;Ver bundinhas no jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrochas onde calha&lt;br /&gt;Comes o que há&lt;br /&gt;Procuras erva do diabo&lt;br /&gt;Para fazer um chá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega ao domingo&lt;br /&gt;Já tás todo afanado&lt;br /&gt;Curtiste que nem um lorde&lt;br /&gt;Mas está tudo acabado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cumprimentos, Pablo d' Alcácer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115624525185457727?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115624525185457727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115624525185457727' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115624525185457727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115624525185457727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/08/ode-ao-forrobd.html' title='ODE AO FORROBÓDÓ'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115624285022670469</id><published>2006-08-22T11:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:06:03.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O MEU ANIVERSÁRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 12 de Agosto fiz 28 anos, e o melhor presente que tive, foi saber que tenho amigos e dos bons, foi a melhor surpresa de sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Queria agradecer do fundo do meu coração especialmente ás Trendy:&lt;br /&gt;Inês pelo DVD que sei que foi a principal mentora, à Sofia Ramos que foi a melhor mentirosa, à minha Sofia que sei que tb se preocupou, à minha Patt que foi a melhor parceira de férias e à Marta por ter vindo e que não preciso de dizer o que sinto por ela porque ela sabe.&lt;br /&gt;Rodrigo obrigada por seres quem és.&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu irmão que adoro, ao PQ, à Inês, ao André, ao Luis Fita Preta(adorei o presente :)), ao Marreta obrigada por terem estado comigo no jantar e pela noite dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se já perceberam mas tenho poucas palavras para descrever o que senti naquele momento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/3251/320/baba%20anivers%3F%3Frio.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115624285022670469?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115624285022670469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115624285022670469' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115624285022670469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115624285022670469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-meu-aniversrio.html' title='O MEU ANIVERSÁRIO'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115442268749345637</id><published>2006-08-01T09:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:23:50.650Z</updated><title type='text'>Pessoas</title><content type='html'>Por vezes cruzam-se pessoas na nossa vida, que não sabemos explicar porquê...apaixonamo-nos, pelos momentos que vivemos com elas.&lt;br /&gt;Entram... "roubam-nos" segredos, emoções, felicidade, amor, amizade, cultura, experiências e oferecem-nos um bocadinho das suas vidas quase sem pedir licença, mas é isso que nos faz viver.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre vivi as coisas intensamente, nem uma coleção de vinte fasciculos dava para poder contar todos os momentos e emoções que já vivi...mas sem dúvida os melhores momentos são passados com pessoas, não é a compra de um carro que me faz feliz, nem é a conta bancária ou roupa nova, são sem dúvida os momentos com as pessoas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115442268749345637?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115442268749345637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115442268749345637' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115442268749345637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115442268749345637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/08/por-vezes-cruzam-se-pessoas-na-nossa.html' title='Pessoas'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115382387058226351</id><published>2006-07-25T11:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T11:41:51.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OSCAR DA SEMANA - A MELHOR COMPANHEIRA</title><content type='html'>O Oscar esta semana chega mais cedo, não resisti, e é com grande emoção que entrego este prémio na categoria A MELHOR COMPANHEIRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Oscar da semana passada vai para........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Categoria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A MELHOR COMPANHEIRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOFIA RAMOS&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/30331949-115382387058226351?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115382387058226351/comments/default' title='Enviar 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115374771404423973</id><published>2006-07-24T14:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T17:41:11.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SÓ ME LEMBRO DA SOFIA NA PRAIA A CANTAR ISTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;James Blunt - Goodbye My Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/dQ_HCj9xa74" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115374771404423973?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115374771404423973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115374771404423973' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115374771404423973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115374771404423973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/07/s-me-lembro-da-sofia-na-praia-cantar.html' title='SÓ ME LEMBRO DA SOFIA NA PRAIA A CANTAR ISTO'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115374706169002383</id><published>2006-07-24T14:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:17:20.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O FIM DE SEMANA DE SAGRES</title><content type='html'>Este fim de semana depois depois de algumas dúvidas de ir até ao Algarve ou não ? decidi ir....&lt;br /&gt;Foi o melhor que poderia ter feito, companhia excelente, comida maravilhosa (aproveito para recomendar o novo restaurante em Sagres chamado Colher de Pau), bubida ainda melhor e o no fim um pézinho de dança no Topas o que se quer mais hein ?????&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada a quem esteve presente agradeço comentários mas pouco explicitos...(é que se não aplico um 45 ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115374706169002383?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115374706169002383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115374706169002383' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115374706169002383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30331949/posts/default/115374706169002383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/2006/07/o-fim-de-semana-de-sagres.html' title='O FIM DE SEMANA DE SAGRES'/><author><name>Bárbara Cabral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829857720270041406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115340079360102019</id><published>2006-07-20T13:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T14:06:33.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OSCAR DA SEMANA- O MAIS PRESTÁVEL</title><content type='html'>Achei por bem no meu blog premiar alguns dos meus amigos, por isso vou criar todas as semanas o Oscar da Semana.&lt;br /&gt;O Oscar da semana passada vai para........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Categoria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O MAIS PRESTÁVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;JONAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/3251/1600/gold_oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/3251/320/gold_oscar.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11219927130567805991'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30331949.post-115340032819357655</id><published>2006-07-20T13:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T17:13:42.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O chá de Ontem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ontem foi mais um dia de chá das trendy, apesar de algumas não terem estado presentes nunca são esquecidas nas conversas, os bolinhos estavam óptimos e como não poderia deixar de ser o chá de ontem foi Açoreano "chá da Gorreana".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tivemos mais um homem que  poderá juntar ao chá das gajas que foi o Filipe, já esteve o nosso querido Rodrigo, mas ontem foi o Filipe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Requesitos para os Homens poderem participar no chá são: ser sensiveis, tentar com muita força entender as mulheres, serem bem dispostos, ajudarem na lide doméstica e claro terão de passar a aprovação do clã trendy para poderem repetir só depois dessa votação poderão participar pela segunda vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aguarda-se aprovação dos dois candidatos Rodrigo Aguiar e Filipe Pinto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beijos TRENDY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30331949-115340032819357655?l=bacores.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bacores.blogspot.com/feeds/115340032819357655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30331949&amp;postID=115340032819357655' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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