<?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-6306116293700070706</id><updated>2012-01-31T11:59:39.425Z</updated><category term='que'/><title type='text'>omeutravesseiro</title><subtitle type='html'>Tanto se pode dizer mal, ou dizer bem, ou mostrar o que vai na alma.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7844045248793325833</id><published>2011-12-11T14:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:01:57.244Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sempre tive consideração pelas pessoas!!&lt;br /&gt;Quer as conheça bem ou não, mas sempre tive.&lt;br /&gt;Quando marco algo com esse alguém, seja por negócios, ou motivos pessoais, procuro sempre fazer aquilo que gostava que esses outros me fizessem a mim.&lt;br /&gt;Estes últimos dias andei a ver possibilidades de um projecto.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostei, a outra pessoa gostou e ficou de analisarmos a situação e de dar-mos resposta.&lt;br /&gt;Agora andam com tretas que "eh pá e tal, não sei e tal".&lt;br /&gt;Porque não dizem logo a verdade: não quero meter-me nunca coisa dessas e pronto?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Ficava bem mais fácil.&lt;br /&gt;Para a próxima prefiro arriscar sozinho!!!&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/6306116293700070706-7844045248793325833?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7844045248793325833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7844045248793325833' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7844045248793325833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7844045248793325833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/12/sempre-tive-consideracao-pelas-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-8322622588281889301</id><published>2011-12-06T20:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:52:18.221Z</updated><title type='text'>O que temos de melhor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabemos bem que há imensas pessoas que não fazem aquilo que gostam - trabalho por exemplo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu apesar de não me identificar com o que faço não desisto de tentar chegar à função que já desempenhei anteriormente àquilo que faço agora. Sei que à partida haverá outros candidatos melhores ou piores, mas se não tentar também não fico com a pulga atrás da orelha a dizer, será que?!!!???&lt;br /&gt;Quando faço aquilo que mais adoro: andar de bicicleta, fico feliz, livre e sinto-me o homem mais feliz do mundo. Quando estou com alguém que conheço de novo (onde é que eu já li isto, :-) ), não tento, mostro que acima de tudo faço isto ou aquilo, mas gostaria de fazer isto ou acoloutro (não sei se é assim que se escreve - se não for corrijam-me faz favor), o que pretendo da vida e os objectivos que tenho em mente. Aliás tenho a ideia de um projecto que ainda não desisti dele: abrir um estabelecimento de bebidas, vulgo bar.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre adorei música (bem me parecia que me tinha esquecido de algo); há 10 anos atrás desejava pôr música no bar de praia e lá consegui. A partir daí quis juntar o útil ao agradável. Ando a tratar disso e vamos lá ver se o ano de 2012 será um ano positivo.&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/6306116293700070706-8322622588281889301?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8322622588281889301/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=8322622588281889301' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8322622588281889301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8322622588281889301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-que-temos-de-melhor.html' title='O que temos de melhor'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-6496557209391312533</id><published>2011-11-24T13:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-24T13:58:40.500Z</updated><title type='text'>Eurobounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ora bem a Sra Angela Merckel está contra a emissão dos eurobounds.&lt;br /&gt;Mas também está contra a emissão de moeda pelo BCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mas a Sra. deve estar louca.&lt;br /&gt;Quer dizer, no após guerras mundiais, a Alemanha viu-se e desejou-se para se levantar da crise em que estava; após a queda do vergonhoso muro de Berlim sentiram grandes dificuldades com a reunificação da Alemanha. Com isto países como a Grécia, Portugal, entre outros emprestaram dinheiro, ou será que deram?!?, para ajudarem os Deustch a levantarem-se e ficarem como a economia da Europa que todos sabemos que são. No entanto quando isto aconteceu os digníssimos afirmaram: nós pagamos como e quando quisermos!&lt;br /&gt;Ora assim sendo: esqueçam a divida Grega e já agora a da Irlanda, Portugal e Itália, porque senão isto vai ser uma bola de neve, porque: têm que pedir dinheiro emprestado para pagar as dividas que contraíram, logo NUNCA vão conseguir pagar a mesma. Pois aqui não há forma de consolidação de créditos. Só assim se pode sair da crise. Digo eu que não percebo nada de economia.&lt;br /&gt;É por estas e por outras que nunca gostei de nada alemão. Nem das salsichas&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/6306116293700070706-6496557209391312533?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6496557209391312533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=6496557209391312533' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6496557209391312533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6496557209391312533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/11/eurobounds.html' title='Eurobounds'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2230332818282083624</id><published>2011-08-08T11:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:29:26.897+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MADRID</title><content type='html'>Esta 6ª feira desloquei-me finalmente até à Grande Capital: Hala Madrid com o meu amigo Nuno.&lt;br /&gt;Volvidos lá e após ter-mos comprado o bilhete de metro para 3 dias e facilmente ter-mos encontrado o hotel, seguimos o roteiro "das festas" a fim de visitar-mos aquela grande cidade.&lt;br /&gt;Foram 2 dias e meio bem preenchidos e mucho animados.&lt;br /&gt;Na 6ª feira visitamos:&lt;br /&gt;Estádio Santiago Bernabeú&lt;br /&gt;Cibeles ou Praça Cibeles&lt;br /&gt;O monumento ás vitimas do atentado de 11 Março na Estação de Atocha (Atocha Renfe)&lt;br /&gt;Puertas del Sol (onde neste momento fazem a manifestação)&lt;br /&gt;Plaza Mayor&lt;br /&gt;E la Latina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado foi o dia mais preenchido:&lt;br /&gt;Plaza de Espana&lt;br /&gt;Palácio Real&lt;br /&gt;Catedral de Almudena&lt;br /&gt;Museu Thyssen (Entrada 8€)&lt;br /&gt;Museu do Prado (Depois das 18h30 é gratuito)&lt;br /&gt;Parque do Retiro (onde ainda andamos de barco a remos)&lt;br /&gt;Puertas de Alcalá&lt;br /&gt;Sim apesar de ter sido pouco, preencheu-nos o dia todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingo e último dia:&lt;br /&gt;Museu Nacional Rainha Sofia (recomendo vivamente-sendo o mesmo gratuito ao Domingo)&lt;br /&gt;E andamos pela Gran Via e Calle Fuencarral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficou no ar uma nova visita á lá grande capital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-2230332818282083624?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2230332818282083624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2230332818282083624' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2230332818282083624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2230332818282083624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/08/madrid.html' title='MADRID'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7915490936414909625</id><published>2011-05-15T23:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T23:28:42.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Origem.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;......das espécies.&lt;br /&gt;Foi hoje ver esta exposição presente no Jardim Botânico do Porto, sito no Campo Alegre.&lt;br /&gt;A exposição sobre Charles Darwin e do seu debruçado estudo, sobre como as espécies evoluíram com o tempo e ao longo dos anos. Diferentes espécies, diferentes locais usados para as suas teorias, que ainda hoje são alvo de estudo.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitei para dar um salto nas estufas e no jardim propriamente dito.&lt;br /&gt;Aconselho vivamente.&lt;br /&gt;O preço vale apena, o passeio pelos jardins também.&lt;br /&gt;O lanche?Esse foi no &lt;a href="http://www.casallounge.com/"&gt;Café Casal&lt;/a&gt; na Av. dos Aliados depois.&lt;br /&gt;Mais &lt;a href="http://expodarwin.up.pt/"&gt;info&lt;/a&gt; sobre a exposição de Darwin.&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/6306116293700070706-7915490936414909625?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7915490936414909625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7915490936414909625' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7915490936414909625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7915490936414909625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/05/origem.html' title='A Origem.......'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-715890076123762613</id><published>2011-04-10T19:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:37:54.745+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escolhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não escolhemos quem amamos.&lt;br /&gt;Não escolhemos o sentimento por quem o nosso coração pode tocar alto e bom som!&lt;br /&gt;Não podemos fazer nada contra isso, apenas temos de continuar a viver quando as coisas não correm como a gente esperava.&lt;br /&gt;É duro, muito duro.&lt;br /&gt;Custa imenso, mas temos de ter força para continuar em frente à espera de nova vaga, e pensar que na próxima é que pode ser a vaga certa......&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/6306116293700070706-715890076123762613?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/715890076123762613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=715890076123762613' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/715890076123762613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/715890076123762613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/04/escolhas.html' title='Escolhas'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2592164810672885930</id><published>2011-04-10T02:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T03:06:31.737+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Raiva!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjixqDIaqfk/TaEOUNEe0iI/AAAAAAAABnA/B7oeWgjAhwM/s1600/raiva.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjixqDIaqfk/TaEOUNEe0iI/AAAAAAAABnA/B7oeWgjAhwM/s400/raiva.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593767952439497250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desde que me conheço que detesto as coisas serem marcadas/desmarcadas em cima da hora.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, se for uma marcação de algo agradável, é sempre bom o inesperado.&lt;br /&gt;Agora o desmarcar é que eu não gosto nada.&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto nada também quando envio sms ou ligo a alguém e esse alguém não devolve da mesma forma o contacto que lhe fiz. Pode por ventura não ter saldo, não poder responder de imediato e pode até ter ultrapassado a data limite de carregamento.&lt;br /&gt;Mas caramba pelo menos uma satisfação sobre a situação mal possa, fica sempre bem.&lt;br /&gt;Quando conheço alguém novo e após ganhar à vontade e confiança digo sempre á pessoa, que detesto que me façam isso, pois quando me ligam ou enviam sms eu tento responder, posso não ter saldo, posso ter ultrapassado a data limite, mas mal posso comunico a pedir desculpa por estar a responder tardiamente.&lt;br /&gt;O que mais odeio é mesmo isto: é telefonar a alguém, enviar sms a alguém e NUNCA mas NUNCA mais devolverem o contacto, mesmo quando esse alguém diz-me que não gosta que lhe façam isso.&lt;br /&gt;Por estas coisas perco a confiança inicial que dei a elas/depositei nelas e fico com uma raiva do tamanho do mundo. E depois voltar a ganhar-lhes essa confiança é difícil, pois têm de mostrar-me que estão diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;E essas pessoas que têm para comigo esta atitude após me dizerem estas palavras, só tenho uma coisas a dizer-lhes: não façam aos outros aquilo que não gostam que vos façam a vocês, mas acima de tudo tenham respeito e atitude.&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/6306116293700070706-2592164810672885930?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2592164810672885930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2592164810672885930' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2592164810672885930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2592164810672885930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/04/que-raiva.html' title='Que Raiva!!!'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjixqDIaqfk/TaEOUNEe0iI/AAAAAAAABnA/B7oeWgjAhwM/s72-c/raiva.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-6217546500445092304</id><published>2011-04-04T16:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:37:55.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sempre que olho para ti penso: que bonita que é esta rapariga dos cabelos aos caracóis!&lt;br /&gt;Vejo-te, sinto-te, penso-te a toda a hora, a todo instante.&lt;br /&gt;Sonho, gosto de te ter comigo neste momento ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;O que será? Não sei.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ADORO&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/6306116293700070706-6217546500445092304?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6217546500445092304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=6217546500445092304' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6217546500445092304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6217546500445092304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/04/sempre-que-olho-para-ti-penso-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-4338775978944812971</id><published>2011-03-23T19:17:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-23T19:24:30.508Z</updated><title type='text'>FMI- Fomos Mesmo (I)nganados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2nA-jj58Q4/TYpIrrdiNdI/AAAAAAAABmw/REAj4F9-Mwk/s1600/falencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2nA-jj58Q4/TYpIrrdiNdI/AAAAAAAABmw/REAj4F9-Mwk/s400/falencia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587358202944697810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bem e com esta me despeço já dizia o Eng. Sousa Veloso no TvRural aos domingos de manha.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto era disto que a que me referia: FALÊNCIA.&lt;br /&gt;Este país já estava há muito tempo à espera que isto acontecesse.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas como português, temos acho eu, aquilo que merecemos: políticos a mais a olhar para o umbigo deles, corrupção a mais, cunhas a mais......&lt;br /&gt;Não me sinto muito orgulhoso por ser português neste momento.....................&lt;br /&gt;Até breve&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/6306116293700070706-4338775978944812971?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4338775978944812971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=4338775978944812971' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4338775978944812971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4338775978944812971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/fmi-fomos-mesmo-inganados.html' title='FMI- Fomos Mesmo (I)nganados'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2nA-jj58Q4/TYpIrrdiNdI/AAAAAAAABmw/REAj4F9-Mwk/s72-c/falencia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-5135806782890406946</id><published>2011-03-21T15:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:01:25.825Z</updated><title type='text'>É chocolate, é chocolate yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pois é ontem fui à chocolataria: feira de chocolate de Óbidos.&lt;br /&gt;Fui uma viagem pequena mais muito comprida e muito bem passada.&lt;br /&gt;Dia fantástico, amigos fantásticos e diversão fantástica.&lt;br /&gt;Se é para voltar a repetir? Claro.......&lt;br /&gt;Sem dúvida e todos nós merecemos..................&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/6306116293700070706-5135806782890406946?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5135806782890406946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=5135806782890406946' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/5135806782890406946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/5135806782890406946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-chocolate-e-chocolate-yo.html' title='É chocolate, é chocolate yo'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-1625208433296373777</id><published>2011-03-06T23:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:15:34.670Z</updated><title type='text'>A noite passada</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wzxq24YYJ3U?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-1625208433296373777?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1625208433296373777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=1625208433296373777' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1625208433296373777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1625208433296373777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/03/noite-passada.html' title='A noite passada'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wzxq24YYJ3U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-983802563386401595</id><published>2011-02-28T16:56:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-02-28T17:06:22.313Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Happens - O Amor acontece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ontem vi o filme "Love Happens - O Amor Acontece". É um dos meus filmes favoritos.&lt;br /&gt;Fala do Natal, dos presentes, mas também do Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais triste que possa estar, ou por mais em baixo que me sinta, fico sempre contente e alegre por vê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto também nostalgia, não pelo Natal, mas pela partilha, o que nós podemos partilhar com os outros: o Amor.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor pelo próximo, o Amor por nós próprios e o Amor que podemos sentir por alguém - a nossa cara metade - é esse Amor que nos dá alma, alento, alegria de viver todos os dias; o tal que nos faz sentir saudades, que nos dá tristeza, compaixão e acima de tudo, nos faz partilhar aquilo que a vida tem de melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Posso sentir Amor pelos meus amigos(as), posso sentir amor pela minha família; mas o Amor, o Amor que podemos sentir por alguém que poderá partilhar conosco o resto da nossa vida é indiscutível.&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano não foi feito para viver/ficar sozinho. Foi feito para partilhar e ser partilhado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love Happens - O Amor acontece............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-983802563386401595?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/983802563386401595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=983802563386401595' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/983802563386401595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/983802563386401595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-happens-o-amor-acontece.html' title='Love Happens - O Amor acontece'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7761303819361037322</id><published>2011-02-18T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:48:12.366Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl_HGERzH8I/TV7M92r_vWI/AAAAAAAABmM/VWRkZyHlfPw/s1600/IMG_1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl_HGERzH8I/TV7M92r_vWI/AAAAAAAABmM/VWRkZyHlfPw/s400/IMG_1823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575118751755386210" 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/6306116293700070706-7761303819361037322?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7761303819361037322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7761303819361037322' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7761303819361037322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7761303819361037322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl_HGERzH8I/TV7M92r_vWI/AAAAAAAABmM/VWRkZyHlfPw/s72-c/IMG_1823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2207583021122627214</id><published>2011-01-19T15:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T15:33:50.899Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Viajar e amar é mais ou menos a mesma coisa. É percorrer locais que  desconhecemos sem muitas vezes perceber se devemos virar à esquerda ou à  direita, se é melhor descansar um pouco ou forçar o passo e o cansaço,  se é melhor experimentar este ou aquele restaurante. Enfim, numa coisa e  na outra estamos constantemente a optar e a arriscar.&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que quem pensa que a opção de amar uma pessoa só serve para o  fazer feliz está redondamente enganado. O amor está longe de ser só  felicidade, embora esta seja a face mais importante dele. Quem viaja,  sabe que virar à esquerda numa rua desconhecida pode, a qualquer  momento, ser uma experiência desagradável ou pelo menos monótona. E  talvez esta seja a principal vantagem de quem gosta de viajar, saber que  no Amor também há desolação e que é preciso saber ultrapassá-la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-2207583021122627214?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2207583021122627214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2207583021122627214' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2207583021122627214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2207583021122627214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/01/viajar-e-amar-e-mais-ou-menos-mesma.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-860677164553335841</id><published>2011-01-15T00:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-15T00:45:14.953Z</updated><title type='text'>Um desafio:</title><content type='html'>Ideia retirada &lt;a href="http://devaneisodegaja.blogspot.com"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Se mais alguém quiser responder é só copiar e já está :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUAL FOI A TUA:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Ultima bebida: &lt;/b&gt;Fresky Laranja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Ultima chamada telefónica: &lt;/b&gt;Não me lembro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Ultima sms: &lt;/b&gt;da minha amiga Ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Ultima musica que ouviste: &lt;/b&gt;Não sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Ultima vez que choraste: &lt;/b&gt;14/01/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALGUMA VEZ:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Foste traído: &lt;/b&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Beijaste alguém e arrependeste-te:&lt;/b&gt; não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Perdeste alguém especial: &lt;/b&gt;Sim, já perdi algumas pessoas especiais na minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Estiveste bêbedo e vomitaste: &lt;/b&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LISTA TRÊS CORES FAVORITAS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12&lt;/b&gt;. Vermelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. &lt;/b&gt;Azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14.&lt;/b&gt; Cinza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O ANO PASSADO TU:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Fizeste um novo amigo:&lt;/b&gt; amigos e amigas, conheci pessoas espectaculares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Ficaste caído de amor (apaixonaste-te):&lt;/b&gt; não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Riste até chorar: &lt;/b&gt;sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Conheceste alguém que te mudou: &lt;/b&gt;sim conheci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Descobriste quem eram os teus verdadeiros amigos: &lt;/b&gt;algumas surpresas mas os verdadeiros amigos são aqueles que se mantêm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Descobriste que alguém andava a falar de ti: &lt;/b&gt;mas há sempre alguém a falar mal de alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Beijaste alguém da tua lista de amigos:&lt;/b&gt; não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Quantas pessoas da tua lista de amigos conheces na vida real: &lt;/b&gt;Se  estamos a falar de FB conheço quase todas as pessoas...e as que não  conheço sei que um dia irei conhecer, até sinto que as conheço mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;RESPONDE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Quantos filhos queres: &lt;/b&gt;pelo menos 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Tens algum animal de estimação:&lt;/b&gt; sim cão e pássaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Queres mudar o teu nome:&lt;/b&gt; Já quis, agora não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. O que é que fizeste no teu ultimo aniversário:&lt;/b&gt; estive com a minha família e uma pessoa especial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. O que estavas a fazer à meia-noite da noite passada:&lt;/b&gt; em casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. Diz algo pelo qual NÃO consegues esperar mais: &lt;/b&gt;sei lá...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. A ultima vez que viste a tua mãe: &lt;/b&gt;por volta das 17h de hoje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. Qual é a coisa que desejas mudar na tua vida: &lt;/b&gt;as coisas que desejo mudar só dependem de mim, a seu tempo trato disso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. O que estás a ouvir neste momento: &lt;/b&gt;barulho da ventoinha do pc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. Alguma vez falaste com uma pessoa chamada Tom: &lt;/b&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. O que é que te está a irritar neste preciso momento: &lt;/b&gt;estar a responder a isto :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. Web page mais visitada: &lt;/b&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;36. Qual é o teu verdadeiro nome: &lt;/b&gt;Sérgio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;37. Alcunhas: &lt;/b&gt;Fangas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;38. Estado de Relação:&lt;/b&gt; Solteiro&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;39. Signo do Zodíaco:&lt;/b&gt; Caranguejo&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. Masculino ou Feminino?:&lt;/b&gt; Masculino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. Escola Primária: &lt;/b&gt;S. João Bosco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;42. Escola Secundária&lt;/b&gt;: Industrial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;43. Universidade: &lt;/b&gt;Ismai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. Escreve o quer que seja aqui (o que te apetecer): &lt;/b&gt;não me lembro de nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;45. Longo ou Curto: &lt;/b&gt;curto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;46. Altura:&lt;/b&gt; 1.72m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Tens uma atracção por alguém: &lt;/b&gt;ter não sei mas que sinto, lá isso sinto :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. O que gostas em relação a ti:&lt;/b&gt; boca e olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;49. Piercings &lt;/b&gt;não tenho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;50. Tattoos:&lt;/b&gt; não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIMEIROS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;52. Primeira cirurgia:&lt;/b&gt; aos 14 anos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;53. Primeiro piercing: &lt;/b&gt;nunca tive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;54. Melhores Amigos: &lt;/b&gt;conto-os pelos dedos de uma mão mas sei que estão sempre lá&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;55. Primeiro desporto a que te juntaste: &lt;/b&gt;nunca me juntei  a nada de desportos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;56. Primeiras férias:&lt;/b&gt; sei lá, da escola eram uma alegria do trabalho nem me recordo disso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;58. Primeiro par de ténis: &lt;/b&gt;Nike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NESTE MOMENTO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;59. Neste momento a comer: &lt;/b&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;60. A beber: &lt;/b&gt;vou beber agua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;61. Estou prestes a: &lt;/b&gt;a ir dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;62. Prestes a ouvir: &lt;/b&gt;o pc a desligar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;63. À espera de: &lt;/b&gt;acabar isto para dormir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O TEU FUTURO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;65. Casar:&lt;/b&gt; acho que sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;66. Carreira: &lt;/b&gt;com a minha licenciatura não acredito numa grande carreira mas alguma coisa hei-de fazer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O QUE É MELHOR: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;67. Lábios ou olhos:&lt;/b&gt; lábios para beijar, olhos para sentir, compreender, olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;68. Abraços ou beijos&lt;/b&gt;:depende da ocasião&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;69. Maior ou mais pequeno:&lt;/b&gt; depende do uso que lhe derem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;70. Mais velho ou mais novo:&lt;/b&gt;nem comento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;71. Romântico ou Espontâneo: &lt;/b&gt;os dois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;72. Boa barriga ou bons braços: &lt;/b&gt;uns bons braços para me abraçarem e sentir-me bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;73. Sensível ou espalhafatoso:&lt;/b&gt;uma boa dose das duas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;74. Nada sério ou Relações: &lt;/b&gt;Relações, sem dúvida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALGUMA VEZ: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;76. Beijaste um estranho: &lt;/b&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;79. Sexo no primeiro encontro: &lt;/b&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;80. Partiste o coração de alguém: &lt;/b&gt;não faço ideia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;82. Foste preso:&lt;/b&gt; Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;83. Deitaste alguém abaixo:&lt;/b&gt; Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;84. Choraste quando alguém morreu: &lt;/b&gt;Sim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;85. Apaixonaste-te por uma amiga:&lt;/b&gt; sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACREDITAS EM:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;86. Ti: &lt;/b&gt;tenho dias que sim outros que não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;87. Milagres:&lt;/b&gt;isso só depende de nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;88. Amor à primeira vista: &lt;/b&gt;paixão à primeira vista, o amor é um pouco mais complexo que isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;90. Pai Natal:&lt;/b&gt;oh claro que sim e no coelhinho da páscoa também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;91. Beijo no primeiro encontro: &lt;/b&gt;se tiver vontade porque não?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;92. Anjos: &lt;/b&gt;se forem os cantores, dispenso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RESPONDE SINCERAMENTE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;94. Tiveste mais que um namorado/a ao mesmo tempo:&lt;/b&gt; não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;95. Cantaste hoje:&lt;/b&gt; não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;97. Se pudesses voltar atrás no tempo, quanto tempo recuarias? &lt;/b&gt;5 anos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;98. O momento em que escolherás reviver:&lt;/b&gt; não sei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;99. Tens medo de te apaixonar:&lt;/b&gt; ás vezes sim, outras vezes não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;100. 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href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2011/01/um-desafio.html' title='Um desafio:'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-9212304263071458867</id><published>2011-01-14T21:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:39:50.953Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O que fariam se vos restasse apenas um dia de vida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-9212304263071458867?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-5082708943807569713</id><published>2011-01-12T23:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:29:14.147Z</updated><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O dia 10 foi mais um dia como os outros.&lt;br /&gt;Para mim não o é.&lt;br /&gt;Para mim vai ser sempre um dia muito especial,&lt;br /&gt;O dia em que "o mundo mudou à minha volta".&lt;br /&gt;Foi o dia D para mim.&lt;br /&gt;De ter ido parar ao desemprego, mas também do&lt;br /&gt;D de desejo, de amor, de paixão, de felicidade,.....&lt;br /&gt;Foi o pleno para mim.......&lt;br /&gt;Irei sempre recordar-me deste dia até ao fim da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Esteja quem estiver nela.&lt;br /&gt;E tudo aquilo que sinto e senti já ninguém pode apagar.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca, nem ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Acima de tudo fica a sensação que tentei tudo&lt;br /&gt;Que estava ao meu alcance......................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6306116293700070706-5082708943807569713?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5082708943807569713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=5082708943807569713' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/5082708943807569713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TR0gMuVMtZI/AAAAAAAABl4/G2dYTtND_Bg/s400/natal-mulheres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556632918212523410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já que o meu sonho não se tornou realidade.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;......espero que 2011.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;......me traga uma boa prenda.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......não, não é isto suas mentes perversas........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-vos um Bom 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TR0hO--AgQI/AAAAAAAABmA/sL4K4tuNADo/s1600/Feliz-2011-Ano-Novo-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TR0hO--AgQI/AAAAAAAABmA/sL4K4tuNADo/s400/Feliz-2011-Ano-Novo-9.jpg" alt="" 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title='Bom Ano 2011'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TR0gMuVMtZI/AAAAAAAABl4/G2dYTtND_Bg/s72-c/natal-mulheres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-1185296557433259846</id><published>2010-12-31T00:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:20:22.747Z</updated><title type='text'>Acidente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E acabou hoje a minha saga do &lt;a href="http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-meu-ultimo-post-escrevi-para-semana.html"&gt;acidente.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ao hospital da seguradora afim de confirmarem os exames últimos que tinha feito.&lt;br /&gt;Já não me lembro do que era ter as dores de pescoço e costas e ter de andar com um colar cervical (apesar de ter andado com ele cerca de 3 semanas).&lt;br /&gt;Agora resta-me aguardar pelo respectivo pagamento das despesas que tive por parte da seguradora.&lt;br /&gt;Pronto para outra? Naaaaaaaa, obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agradeço a todos que me deram apoio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos e abraços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6306116293700070706-1185296557433259846?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1185296557433259846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=1185296557433259846' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1185296557433259846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tgtnNc1Zplc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-221271433519247291</id><published>2010-12-21T23:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:39:08.663Z</updated><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>Gostava que me viessem entregar as prendas assim...............:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TRE5ozuP9pI/AAAAAAAABlI/1lLX1Ry06J8/s1600/natal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TRE5ozuP9pI/AAAAAAAABlI/1lLX1Ry06J8/s400/natal2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553283188766275218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............mas como os sonhos.....&lt;br /&gt;............não se podem tornar sempre realidade...&lt;br /&gt;............desejo a todos vocês.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............um.................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TRE6E2yutII/AAAAAAAABlQ/Ygodu7hTDyI/s1600/cifras-de-musicas-de-natal-slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TRE6E2yutII/AAAAAAAABlQ/Ygodu7hTDyI/s400/cifras-de-musicas-de-natal-slide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553283670626710658" 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/6306116293700070706-221271433519247291?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/221271433519247291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=221271433519247291' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/221271433519247291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/221271433519247291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TRE5ozuP9pI/AAAAAAAABlI/1lLX1Ry06J8/s72-c/natal2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-3113311190951913266</id><published>2010-12-20T17:28:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:33:49.839Z</updated><title type='text'>Fotografia #2</title><content type='html'>Na continuação deste &lt;a href="http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/fotografia-1.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; seguem algumas - 3 - das fotos tiradas com a minha amiga Margarida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TQ-S7vR_xfI/AAAAAAAABkc/_p3A1oQLYSE/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TQ-S7vR_xfI/AAAAAAAABkc/_p3A1oQLYSE/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552818420572997106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TQ-TDf2XlbI/AAAAAAAABkk/EYzqucfT4VE/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TQ-TDf2XlbI/AAAAAAAABkk/EYzqucfT4VE/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552818553869538738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TQ-TYz2FIjI/AAAAAAAABk0/GXFoMchqlj0/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TQ-TYz2FIjI/AAAAAAAABk0/GXFoMchqlj0/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552818920014291506" 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/6306116293700070706-3113311190951913266?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3113311190951913266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=3113311190951913266' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3113311190951913266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3113311190951913266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/fotografia-2.html' title='Fotografia #2'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TQ-S7vR_xfI/AAAAAAAABkc/_p3A1oQLYSE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2339004426272540193</id><published>2010-12-12T22:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:27:53.701Z</updated><title type='text'>The life</title><content type='html'>Não vou escrever nada.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas vou apontar para um outro blog o meu estado de espírito neste momento: &lt;a href="http://eunaoseitanto.blogspot.com/2010/12/vida-foge-te.html"&gt;http://eunaoseitanto.blogspot.com/2010/12/vida-foge-te.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-2339004426272540193?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2339004426272540193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2339004426272540193' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2339004426272540193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2339004426272540193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/life.html' title='The life'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7237859445600331043</id><published>2010-12-09T11:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:10:17.861Z</updated><title type='text'>Prenda de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há pouco recebi uma grande notícia: uma mudança de emprego que tanto ansiei.&lt;br /&gt;Sou dos poucos portugueses que fazem parte da função pública - logo o meu "é certo ao fim do mês"!&lt;br /&gt;No entanto não gostava daquilo que fazia, não me sentia realizado, e sempre fui concorrendo para aqui e para ali em busca de algo que me levasse para fora do meu actual serviço.&lt;br /&gt;Recebi há pouco a notícia e não podia estar mais contente: pode demorar o pedido de mobilidade, mas pelo menos sei que 2011 vai ser diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lá isso vai.&lt;br /&gt;Mas.....não me vou deixar ficar por aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-7237859445600331043?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7237859445600331043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7237859445600331043' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7237859445600331043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7237859445600331043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/prenda-de-natal.html' title='Prenda de Natal'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7645694418266755621</id><published>2010-12-08T18:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:43:59.480Z</updated><title type='text'>Fotografia #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na passada 4ª feira dia 1, eu e a minha amiga &lt;a href="http://tudo-no-nada.blogspot.com"&gt;Margarida&lt;/a&gt;, fomos para uma sessão de fotos pela Foz do Douro/Matosinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Começamos pela rotunda da Anémona - e fomos indo pela marginal fora. Tiramos fotos do Castelo do Queijo, edifício do antigo CLIP, ao mar, às árvores, às rochas, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Deu para pormos a conversa em dia e até para lanchar-mos.&lt;br /&gt;À vinda, ainda fomos até Leça da Palmeira, tirar umas fotos ao farol da boa nova até começar a chover.&lt;br /&gt;Ah e ainda lanchamos na pastelaria &lt;a href="http://www.tavi.pt/bemvindo/"&gt;Tavi&lt;/a&gt; na Foz.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de caro, aconselho.&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma tarde bem passada, diferente do meu habitual, obrigado amiga pela companhia, espero voltarmos a repetir.&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/6306116293700070706-7645694418266755621?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7645694418266755621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7645694418266755621' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7645694418266755621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7645694418266755621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/fotografia-1.html' title='Fotografia #1'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-836404004280779933</id><published>2010-12-05T14:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-05T14:45:03.772Z</updated><title type='text'>Francisco Sá Carneiro</title><content type='html'>Fez ontem 30 anos que morreu Francisco Sá Carneiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um Homem do norte, mas um homem do povo, para servir Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha apenas 2 anos quando tudo aconteceu, logo não me lembro.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto teria sido este homem que mudaria este país para sempre?&lt;br /&gt;Seria Portugal hoje um país com P grande?&lt;br /&gt;Um país evoluído, avançado, rico na mentalidade, rico na economia, na qualidade de vida das suas pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;Terá sido por isso que houve o atentado que o vitimou?&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que não queria que ele mudasse este país.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-836404004280779933?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/836404004280779933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=836404004280779933' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/836404004280779933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/836404004280779933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/12/francisco-sa-carneiro.html' title='Francisco Sá Carneiro'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-3233896842602982263</id><published>2010-11-28T00:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:33:41.845Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas sobre mim</title><content type='html'>A menina deste &lt;a href="http://oblogdaeli.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; deu-me um desafio: sobre mim e aquilo que eu mais gosto. É difícil mas vou tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota: um ou outro factor igual à menina que me deu o desafio - não é falta de originalidade, é mesmo a identificação com eles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então aqui vai:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os 5 factores acerca de mim:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sou tímido (em algumas situações)&lt;br /&gt;2. Sou tagarela (depois de ganhar confiança)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sou amigo (acho eu)&lt;br /&gt;4. Tenho memória de elefante (pelo menos é o que dizem)&lt;br /&gt;5. Sou organizado; às vezes até de mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 10 coisas de que eu gosto:&lt;br /&gt;1. Andar de bicicleta&lt;br /&gt;2. Tirar fotografias&lt;br /&gt;3. Caminhadas&lt;br /&gt;4. Passear por qualquer lado&lt;br /&gt;5. Conduzir&lt;br /&gt;6. Conversar&lt;br /&gt;7. Rir&lt;br /&gt;8. Gosto de tudo relacionado com a área de Informática.&lt;br /&gt;9. Gosto de cinema q.b.&lt;br /&gt;10. Éclairs de chocolate; em tempos a minha guloseima favorita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escolher 6 blogs: não consigo escolher mais prontos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Eu não sei tanto&lt;br /&gt;* Tudo-no-nada&lt;br /&gt;* Sitio Pirata&lt;br /&gt;* eu nem sequer te amo&lt;br /&gt;* Divagações e Contradições&lt;br /&gt;* Vera a loira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-3233896842602982263?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3233896842602982263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=3233896842602982263' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3233896842602982263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3233896842602982263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/11/coisas-sobre-mim.html' title='Coisas sobre mim'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-6782727209700356562</id><published>2010-11-27T17:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:06:22.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fica-nos sempre na cabeça o primeiro beijo, o primeiro amor e a primeira felicidade plena... Tudo o que é primeiro é sempre a vitoria do campeonato e quando acaba, o olhar é distante e inseguro.&lt;br /&gt;As músicas deixam de ter o mesmo valor e quando nos tocam é sempre como se fosse o “nosso primeiro”; enquanto conseguimos viver o conto de fadas, somos felizes, mas quando aparece a palavra fim e o piano toca, somos de repente lançados para uma realidade que muitas vezes é dura e fria.&lt;br /&gt;Acaba a magia e o beijo que damos depois é de olhos bem abertos... Eu ainda não consegui dar o segundo beijo nem entregar-me a um segundo amor. &lt;br /&gt;Ainda mais ninguém saltou a barreira invisível que construí para que só tu entrasses. &lt;br /&gt;Ainda ninguém me conseguiu calar e ninguém me fez rir e chorar tanto como tu.&lt;br /&gt;É! Talvez seja este o propósito do primeiro amor: ser calculista e antagónico. Leva-nos aos extremos do equador e vivemos no limbo da incerteza... Mas uma incerteza saborosa, deliciosa e fantástica.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os adjectivos são poucos para as saudades que tenho desses meses que nunca foram considerados anos... Desses dias que não mostraram metade do que eu queria transmitir.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez fizesse tudo diferente, talvez fizesse tudo igual... Uma certeza permanece: não voltava a agir assim e eu não tinha feito nada do que fiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não luto mais, pois não o sei fazer, só pergunto todos os dias se já desistis-te de nós..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-6782727209700356562?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6782727209700356562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=6782727209700356562' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6782727209700356562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6782727209700356562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/11/fica-nos-sempre-na-cabeca-o-primeiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-8251397028366654955</id><published>2010-11-07T16:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:59:54.603Z</updated><title type='text'>Talvez um dia.......</title><content type='html'>O que eu quero é dizer-te que te amo.....&lt;br /&gt;O vento há pouco passou na minha cara. Abraçou-me os ombros e eu pensei que eras tu, apesar de saber que estavas distante. &lt;br /&gt;Isso acontece-me sempre, pensar que és tu quando um estímulo qualquer investe no meu corpo. Depois pensei que aprendi contigo que o Amor também é isso: achar que és tu quando a natureza respira.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, por exemplo, fiquei a pensar em ti enquanto as sombras povoavam as ruas. Cada uma dessas sombras que ia surgindo me parecia sempre que eras tu, mesmo sabendo que não eras. Até cheguei a seguir uma delas com o olhar, convencido que a sua metamorfose se revelaria em ti. Mas fiquei a saber que aprendi contigo que o Amor também é isso: achar que és tu a revelação da natureza.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu quero mesmo é dizer-te que te amo. O meu problema é que nunca consigo. Até já pensei que é por ser homem que não consigo. Mas tento, a sério que tento. 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center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TLHOxFtDTJI/AAAAAAAABjg/CC4JVPRm5ug/s400/1a19332a-0f72-4451-a0dd-3be02581acf0.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526425560500358290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem fui ver este filme: "Sempre que te vejo"&lt;br /&gt;Conta a história de Charlie, com gosto pela vela e muitos sonhos pela vida fora até que algo lhe tira esse sonho. Perde a vontade de fazer o que mais gostava, até que algo lhe dá alento para continuar pela vida fora.&lt;br /&gt;É um bom filme. Aconselho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto se leres agora TU estas linhas, quero que saibas que ADOREI A TUA COMPANHIA, ADOREI VER-TE, DE FALAR CONTIGO, DE ESTAR CONTIGO.&lt;br /&gt;UM GRANDE BEIJO PARA TI E TU SE LERES ISTO SABES QUEM ÉS.&lt;br /&gt;BEIJO MUITO MUITO GRANDE, e como eu uma vez aqui escrevi : vais ser sempre muito especial NA MINHA VIDA. 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Cavaleiro andante'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-1684762437780587464</id><published>2010-10-05T13:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T13:33:50.024+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris De Burgh--Lady In Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para todas as mulheres que lêem este blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/n3TB_Tx32Q8/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3TB_Tx32Q8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n3TB_Tx32Q8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&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/6306116293700070706-1684762437780587464?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1684762437780587464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=1684762437780587464' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1684762437780587464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1684762437780587464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/10/chris-de-burgh-lady-in-red.html' title='Chris De Burgh--Lady In Red'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-4062895494226232574</id><published>2010-10-04T12:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:57:33.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Julio Iglesias - To all the girls I loved before [feat. Willie Nelson]</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/51tvZnkn5V8/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51tvZnkn5V8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51tvZnkn5V8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&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/6306116293700070706-4062895494226232574?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4062895494226232574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=4062895494226232574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4062895494226232574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4062895494226232574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/10/julio-iglesias-to-all-girls-i-loved.html' title='Julio Iglesias - To all the girls I loved before [feat. Willie Nelson]'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2326806945914307356</id><published>2010-10-03T19:51:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:51:11.427+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TKmxgtvoFaI/AAAAAAAABjQ/m3ZAy0VcyaI/s1600/DSCF1223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TKmxgtvoFaI/AAAAAAAABjQ/m3ZAy0VcyaI/s400/DSCF1223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524141593539909026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TKmxbrWg4lI/AAAAAAAABjI/4Fa3weWN7rU/s1600/DSCF1225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TKmxbrWg4lI/AAAAAAAABjI/4Fa3weWN7rU/s400/DSCF1225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524141506998362706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ontem, após uns valentes dias de baixa e descanso depois do acidente, com um amigo a quem trato de mano mais velho, meti os pés, carrinha e bicicleta em cima da mesma ao caminho e fomos fazer o circuito da ecopista da antiga linha de comboio Guimarães-Fafe.&lt;br /&gt;Foram 26 Kms de pista asfaltada, com bonita paisagem em alguns locais. Pena é que alguns também estejam já queimados pelos incêndios que assolam o nosso país todos os anos. Mas tirando isso, podemos respirar ar puro ao mesmo tempo que fazemos exercício, e no meu caso, fazer aquilo que mais gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Depois da volta, fomos almoçar a Guimarães-Largo da Oliveira, tiramos umas fotos, passeamos e lá viemos embora.&lt;br /&gt;Mas será uma experiência a repetir por outros locais.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pela companhia Filipe, até breve. Abraço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica no entanto o link para quem quiser dar uma espreitadela:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciclovia.com.pt/ciclovias/1norte/2braga/guim_fafe/gfguimaraes.html"&gt;http://www.ciclovia.com.pt/ciclovias/1norte/2braga/guim_fafe/gfguimaraes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-2326806945914307356?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2326806945914307356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2326806945914307356' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2326806945914307356'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-199671101621328167</id><published>2010-09-29T17:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T17:13:46.355+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A doce sedução atrai-me e eu deixo-me ir."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-199671101621328167?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/199671101621328167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=199671101621328167' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQC91K-IohQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQC91K-IohQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/6306116293700070706-8026587542686018614?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8026587542686018614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=8026587542686018614' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8026587542686018614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8026587542686018614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/09/amo-esta-musica.html' title='Amo Esta música - Bryan Adams - I&apos;m ready'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-1600596806895114040</id><published>2010-09-11T16:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T20:05:31.864+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nunca pensei que o meu blog tivesse pinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TIuaeho_lqI/AAAAAAAABi4/RmHml0mqGek/s1600/3_SELO%7E1%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TIuaeho_lqI/AAAAAAAABi4/RmHml0mqGek/s400/3_SELO%7E1%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515672017862366882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por indicação deste &lt;a href="http://eunaoseitanto.blogspot.com/"&gt;jovem&lt;/a&gt;, que acha que o meu blog até é fixarola, coisa que eu não fazia ideia.&lt;br /&gt;Desde já obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As regras são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;1) O maior acto de coragem.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer coisas que antes não pensava conseguir fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;2) A vez em que tive mais medo.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O recente acidente que tive e que pensei que a minha vida poderia mudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;3) Uma mania irritante.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;As respostas dadas por vezes às outras pessoas, sem elas terem culpa nenhuma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: normal;"&gt;do meu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: normal;"&gt; mau humor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;(não é sempre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;4) Algo que não dispenso no meu quotidiano.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;5) Outros blogues com pinta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oblogdaeli.blogspot.com/"&gt;oblogdaeli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://respirododia.blogspot.com/"&gt;respiro do dia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://divagacoesecontradicoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;divagações e contradições&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-1600596806895114040?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1600596806895114040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=1600596806895114040' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1600596806895114040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1600596806895114040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/09/nunca-pensei-que-o-meu-blog-tivesse.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TIuaeho_lqI/AAAAAAAABi4/RmHml0mqGek/s72-c/3_SELO%7E1%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7035830893883037729</id><published>2010-09-04T18:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T14:11:49.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Foi em Setembro que te conheci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trazias um sorriso tão grande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falámos, falámos coisas tão loucas que acabámos em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por unir as nossas bocas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu aprendi a amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu foste a mais linda história de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia me aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi em Fevereiro que partiste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, não me digas adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe, talvez um dia... como eu tremia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amei como nunca amei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui louco, não sei, talvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas por pouco, por muito pouco eu voltaria a ser louco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apenas algumas palavras de uma música que tem haver comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-7035830893883037729?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7035830893883037729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7035830893883037729' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7035830893883037729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7035830893883037729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/09/foi-em-setembro-que-te-conheci-trazias.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-5186627132469904468</id><published>2010-09-04T17:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T17:57:54.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembranças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembro-me de um sábado à tarde em Setembro estará a fazer 5 anos daqui por uns dias, eu e tu, passeávamos pelo passadiço das praias de Gaia. Recebeste uma chamada e disseste uma coisa que me ficou marcada na memória e que hoje neste momento ao escrever estas linhas me lembro: que eu era o teu companheiro e tu só ias se eu fosse também. Como não concordaram com tal, ficaste comigo e rejeitaste o convite. Amei o momento e agora recordo-o. Veio-me à cabeça isto, não sei explicar porquê.&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/6306116293700070706-5186627132469904468?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5186627132469904468/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=5186627132469904468' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/5186627132469904468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/5186627132469904468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/09/lembrancas.html' title='Lembranças'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-296548200411864741</id><published>2010-08-25T12:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:09:10.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No meu último post escrevi: para a semana há mais. E haveria se não tivesse tido um acidente que me impossibilitou de continuar a 2ª parte das férias.&lt;br /&gt;À ida para o aeroporto, com a chuva miudinha que caía, a tal chuva molha tolos, na entrada da A28 em Matosinhos, na curva para entrada na fila de aceleração, íamos devagar aí uns 35 km/h, o carro entrou em despiste. Apesar de o condutor o ter tentado segurar - que quase o conseguiu - o problema foi terem-nos batido na lateral esquerda traseira e que levou o carro onde eu seguia contra o separador central em betão.&lt;br /&gt;Eu seguia no banco de trás, e modéstia à parte sempre fui cuidadoso quando viajo atrás e levo sempre cinto, mesmo que ouça bocas e criticas más. Quando entrei no carro, que era de 92/93 olhei e não reparei que os cintos de segurança estavam colocados por trás dos bancos traseiros, levando-me a pensar que o carro não os teria pelo facto de ser antigo, como tal não coloquei(pensando: se não tem não posso pôr) e também não perguntei.&lt;br /&gt;Iniciamos viagem e 7 minutos depois aconteceu o imprevisto.&lt;br /&gt;Após o impacto, senti umas fortes dores no pescoço e nas costas, levando-me a pensar o pior, ia mexendo as mãos e os pés mantendo a esperança, mas que poderia sair dali ou do hospital numa........... e lá se iriam os meus sonhos e projectos de vida que tanto aspiro como qualquer pessoa. Após chegada do INEM, perguntas normais se sentia formigueiro nas maõs, etc etc, lá fui para o Pedro Hispano.&lt;br /&gt;Após exames, foi-me dito que sofri apenas o efeito chicote e teria apenas dores, sendo necessário usar colete cervical e tomar analgésicos durante 8 dias.&lt;br /&gt;Depois do susto, apesar de ter perdido dinheiro, a viagem e ter posto um stand-bye nas férias pelo facto de ter ainda apresentado atestado médico para as gozar depois, fico com a história para a contar, com o susto e com a horrorosa experiência de pensar o pior.&lt;br /&gt;Mas acima de tudo levou-me a encarar a vida até agora vivida com outros olhos e a escrever isto no meu facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Temos  mesmo de aproveitar todos os minutos e segundos da vida, goza-la ao  máximo sem exageros, estarmos com as pessoas de quem gostamos sempre que  podermos. Porque numa fracção de segundos tudo pode mudar à nossa  volta......A vida é curta, gozem-na da melhor maneira possível"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto à 2ª parte vai continuar mais à frente.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-296548200411864741?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/296548200411864741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=296548200411864741' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/296548200411864741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/296548200411864741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-meu-ultimo-post-escrevi-para-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-3830910216872191934</id><published>2010-08-19T19:54:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:02:09.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias Parte I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TG1_YPav-VI/AAAAAAAABiI/OVOhV7FSX-8/s1600/DSC00643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TG1_YPav-VI/AAAAAAAABiI/OVOhV7FSX-8/s400/DSC00643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507197973776300370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou de férias. Esta semana estive por cá, percorrendo cantinhos do nosso Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;Estive pela zona oeste do País: S. Martinho do Porto, Alcobaça, Caldas da Rainha e Nazaré.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de S. Martinho do Porto, pela baía, pela praia, pelas gentes, pelo miradouro em que se vê lá do alto toda a marginal da vila. Alcobaça, pelo seu castelo, pelo seu mosteiro e pelas suas especiarias de doces. Das Caldas gostei do museu e do seu jardim. Da Nazaré, bem da Nazaré gostei do sitio, ou da Nazaré de cima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a semana há mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto à foto é real, foi uma pequena experiência que fiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-3830910216872191934?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3830910216872191934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=3830910216872191934' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3830910216872191934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3830910216872191934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/08/ferias-parte-i.html' title='Férias Parte I'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TG1_YPav-VI/AAAAAAAABiI/OVOhV7FSX-8/s72-c/DSC00643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-9140268591392668747</id><published>2010-07-16T21:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:06:40.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Amor nunca se perde</title><content type='html'>Li isto algures quando andava a fazer uma pesquisa e simplesmente adorei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peguei em varias folhas de papel e pensei sobre o tempo que passei ao  teu lado. Durante meses, compartilhamos amigos, sentimentos, alegrias e  tristezas, compartilhámos a nossa vida. Listei todas as experiências  boas e más que consegui lembrar. Comecei por lembrar. Recordar do dia  que te conheci, do nosso primeiro telefonema, no meu embaraço ao ouvir a  tua voz e o dia que pela primeira vez disse que te amava. Pensei também  nas discussões que tivemos, não lembrei dos motivos pelos quais  discutíamos, mas lembrei-me em como me sentia feliz quando conseguíamos  conversar e resolver os problemas. Foi assim que aprendi a comunicar e  ir ao encontro dos acordos, lembrei-me também quando fazíamos as pazes,  essa sim era a melhor parte. Lembrei-me de todas as vezes que me fizeste  sentir forte, necessário e especial. Do nosso primeiro encontro, do  nosso primeiro beijo, do teu olhar, dos nossos momentos e do fim. Enchi o  papel com a nossa história, e, na medida em que as folhas iam ficando  escritas, dei conta do quanto me ajudaste a crescer e a conhecer-me  melhor. Eu teria sido uma pessoa diferente sem ti. Acho que é verdade  quando se diz que é melhor amar e perder do que jamais se ter amado. O  amor é sempre enriquecedor. A sua presença por mais fugaz que seja,  deixa vestígios positivos na nossa vida. Como a flor beijada pelo sol  abre em festa de cores, a criatura que recebe amor repleto de riqueza  interior. O amor engrandece a alma e clarifica a vida. O amor assim  nunca se perde. Não importa que tu estejas tão longe, tão distante de  mim, mas através do meu pensamento trago-te para junto de mim, para que  possas receber o meu abraço e demonstrar-te o meu carinho e como ainda  gosto de ti. O meu desejo para ti é incondicional. Eu desejo ver-te  sempre a sorrir, desejo que o Sol do amanhã traga os raios divinos para  iluminar o teu caminho. O meu maior desejo é ver-te feliz ao meu lado.   &lt;br /&gt;Amo-te&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/6306116293700070706-9140268591392668747?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/9140268591392668747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=9140268591392668747' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/9140268591392668747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/9140268591392668747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-amor-nunca-se-perde.html' title='O Amor nunca se perde'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-1224659197372345165</id><published>2010-07-16T18:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:53:57.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Não conheço nenhuma&lt;br /&gt;outra razão para amar, &lt;br /&gt;senão amar.&lt;br /&gt;Que queres que te diga,&lt;br /&gt;além de que te amo,&lt;br /&gt;se o que te quero dizer é&lt;br /&gt;QUE TE AMO?&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/6306116293700070706-1224659197372345165?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1224659197372345165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=1224659197372345165' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1224659197372345165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1224659197372345165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/07/nao-conheco-nenhuma-outra-razao-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-222525945585108325</id><published>2010-07-02T23:45:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:01:37.957+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotografia</title><content type='html'>Começou na passada 6ª feira o meu Workshop de Técnica Fotográfica. &lt;br /&gt;Já falamos sobre o diafragma, obturador, velocidades, e os f's que é igual ao tempo.&lt;br /&gt;No sábado já começamos no terreno com algumas técnicas nomeadamente "Varrimento ou efeito panning" que consiste em captar objectos em movimento, ou uma outra técnica que agora ao escrever neste blog não me recordo o que é, mas é a focagem de um ponto em que ou visualizamos todo à volta desse ponto, ou então o à volta desse ponto fica desfocado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui três fotos desse efeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TC5vpFDLjwI/AAAAAAAABhk/Ikq4UFnhwWo/s1600/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TC5vpFDLjwI/AAAAAAAABhk/Ikq4UFnhwWo/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489447747332050690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TC5ur9_iuJI/AAAAAAAABhU/ODi8kgruNVQ/s1600/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TC5ur9_iuJI/AAAAAAAABhU/ODi8kgruNVQ/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489446697465723026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TC5u3SX4fOI/AAAAAAAABhc/1-gyfLZq4EY/s1600/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/TC5u3SX4fOI/AAAAAAAABhc/1-gyfLZq4EY/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489446891915082978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-222525945585108325?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/222525945585108325/comments/default' title='Enviar 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title='Músicas'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-6206822903996236514</id><published>2010-06-22T20:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:26:11.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cascatas Santos Populares</title><content type='html'>Há pouco vi uma coisa que me fascinou: uma cascata de santos populares.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que mais se surpreendeu foi o facto de ter visto os miúdos a pedirem: "uma esmolinha pro santinho, pro S. João."&lt;br /&gt;Adorei simplesmente e que saudades de quando na idade deles fazia o mesmo e pensei: estes miúdos não devem ter computador em casa de certeza.&lt;br /&gt;Muito BOM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-6206822903996236514?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6206822903996236514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=6206822903996236514' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6206822903996236514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sinto a tua falta logo pela manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saudade de quem já esteve mas já não está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;E da magia dos nossos momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perdi o meu rumo e não o sei encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O caminho de volta na estrada de amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;E continuo preso a esse sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perdi, perdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como se perdem pegadas na areia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tento…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas não consigo esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lembro…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noites seguidas sem te ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choro…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Até me falta o ar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tento, lembro, choro mas hei-de sempre te Adorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eras a bonança da minha tempestade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contigo aprendi o verdadeiro amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não só o primeiro mas também o melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-2547949271559938155?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2547949271559938155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2547949271559938155' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2547949271559938155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2547949271559938155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/06/sinto-tua-falta-logo-pela-manha-saudade.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-3511697089231207656</id><published>2010-06-10T20:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:54:53.401+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O que será?</title><content type='html'>Desde peço desculpa quem acompanha este meu cantinho, mas na falta de melhor, escrevo para me libertar do que sinto cá dentro da alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoje sinto-me mal, muito mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Será falta de algo ou sinto falta de alguém em particular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fui até Guimarães e vim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Passeei, pensei, e à ida e vinda chorei a pensar  a ouvir&lt;br /&gt;determinadas músicas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; principalmente uma que tenho aqui&lt;br /&gt;Fleetwood Mac - Sara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Não é o nome, mas a letra da música que mexe comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Não tenho medo de admitir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sempre me disseram: quem não se sente não é filho de boa gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emagreci-nunca fui gordo-ando e sinto-me triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Por muito que faça sinto sempre algo cá dentro que me assola a alma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que me descompensa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O amor é mesmo assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-3511697089231207656?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3511697089231207656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=3511697089231207656' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3511697089231207656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3511697089231207656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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cumplicidade e a simplicidade da tua beleza,&lt;br /&gt;Fez-me olhar para ti, de uma maneira&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca tinha olhado.&lt;br /&gt;És mesmo bonita-pensei eu.&lt;br /&gt;Continuei a olhar para ti e a pensar continuamente,&lt;br /&gt;...que bom que era eu sentir-me sempre assim.&lt;br /&gt;FELIZ por estar ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei tanto de estar contigo esta tarde..........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-2159876791601980527?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2159876791601980527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2159876791601980527' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S_VGP3-p1uI/AAAAAAAABec/3T2ekciaEpM/s1600/coracao-luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S_VGP3-p1uI/AAAAAAAABec/3T2ekciaEpM/s320/coracao-luz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473358160677426914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frase do dia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pior momento do amor é quando somos obrigados a esquecer quem aprendemos a amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-1424378091556557009?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="My  heart was blinded by you." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="I've kissed your lips and held your hand." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Beijei os teus lábios e segurei a tua mão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="Shared your dreams and shared your bed." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Partilhei os teus sonhos e tu os meus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="I know you well, I know your smell." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Eu conheço-te bem, conheço o teu cheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="You have been the one." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Tu foste a única.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="You have been the one for me." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="And as you move on, remember me," onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;E se seguires em frente, lembra-te,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="Remember us and all we used to be" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Lembra-te de nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te do que costumávamos ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Eu vi-te chorar, eu vi-te sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="I know your fears and you know mine." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Eu conheço os teus medos e tu conheces os meus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="And I still hold your hand in mine." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="And I still hold your hand in mine." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;quando chego &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="And I still hold your hand in mine." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;ainda sinto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="In mine when I'm asleep." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Sinto que gostaria de falar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="And I will bare my soul in time," onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;E eu vou descobrir a minha alma no tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="You have been the one for me." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;Estou tão vazio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou tão só. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" title="I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow." onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&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/6306116293700070706-8705485748185641364?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8705485748185641364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=8705485748185641364' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vou começar a ver outras oportunidades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vou começar a procurar um novo país &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Onde possa ter melhor qualidade de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Onde os políticos governem melhor as contas do país que gerem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vou querer que finalmente os portugueses se unam e digam: BASTA DE ROUBOS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Estou farto, deixei de votar há alguns anos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nunca liguei ao futebol, muito menos à politica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Por isso não vale a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cada vez sinto mais vergonha de ser português&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BASTA!!!&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/6306116293700070706-2771416873329976338?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2771416873329976338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2771416873329976338' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2771416873329976338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2771416873329976338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/05/de-vez.html' title='De Vez'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S-vwGXMAdxI/AAAAAAAABSU/psk315hp20Y/s72-c/embora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-6182359122378484374</id><published>2010-05-12T13:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:39:04.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Será que vai mesmo para a frente</title><content type='html'>Pela 1ª vez ouvi um partido a querer mudar o bolso deles. O PSD vem agora com uma medida - pelo menos - falam disso, que se o país está em crise são os políticos que têm de dar o exemplo. Eu aplaudo esta medida. &lt;br /&gt;Diminuir em 2,9% os ordenados chorudos que têm, é bom, mas não será o suficiente. Mas não é mau. Ora segundo PP do PP, esta medida é tímida, mas não será muito ambiciosa. &lt;br /&gt;Mas se esta medida for aceite pelo PS, será de facto a 1ª vez que eles mexem no bolso deles. Não é muito, mas a somar e multiplicar pelos politicos em excesso que Portugal tem, dará uns bons valores&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-6182359122378484374?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6182359122378484374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=6182359122378484374' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6182359122378484374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6182359122378484374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/05/sera-que-vai-mesmo-para-frente.html' title='Será que vai mesmo para a frente'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-8119798422738499618</id><published>2010-05-10T20:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:44:19.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>À Venda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S-hh9jw_LBI/AAAAAAAABSM/W_PYgncyUL0/s1600/BandeiraPortugal01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S-hh9jw_LBI/AAAAAAAABSM/W_PYgncyUL0/s320/BandeiraPortugal01.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469729457642089490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;País à beira-mar plantado, com 92100 Km2, com alta tecnologia e empresas que dão cartas no mundo fora, com projecto aprovado para viver do turismo, podendo ser dividido por regiões administrativas.&lt;br /&gt;Possibilidades de permuta.&lt;br /&gt;Contacto: Portugal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-8119798422738499618?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8119798422738499618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-6097822050549827784</id><published>2010-05-02T18:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:44:24.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma Grande Música</title><content type='html'>Ás vezes vai outras vezes vem.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OVtjhEI-uME&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/OVtjhEI-uME&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S7Xq4Ut8ZeI/AAAAAAAABRI/I5ITOCk6Bc4/s1600/resized_ovos_pascoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S7Xq4Ut8ZeI/AAAAAAAABRI/I5ITOCk6Bc4/s320/resized_ovos_pascoa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455524776984208866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desejo-vos BOA PÁSCOA.&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/6306116293700070706-1223499142471973536?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1223499142471973536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S7Xq4Ut8ZeI/AAAAAAAABRI/I5ITOCk6Bc4/s72-c/resized_ovos_pascoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-6440030143277475762</id><published>2010-03-28T18:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:36:16.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Recordo com saudade todos os momentos passados. As palavras ditas, as caricias dadas, os abraços, as mãos com os dedos entrelaçados uns nos outros. Que boas recordações estas que guardo com saudade; muita e que me assolam as ideias. Não vou querer esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-6440030143277475762?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/6440030143277475762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=6440030143277475762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6440030143277475762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/6440030143277475762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/03/recordo-com-saudade-todos-os-momentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-3891873700734332793</id><published>2010-03-27T19:49:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:27:34.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Estive ontem e hoje fora daqui. Pensei em momentos que julgava esquecidos mas afinal reencontrei-os. E aí voltou tudo de repente. A praia, os caminhos percorridos, as histórias contadas, o que fizemos e o que poderíamos ter feito. A vontade de ligar-te e dizer: "Olá, estou aqui, e tu como estás? Estou a passear no nosso sitio".... foi muita. Chegar cá e pensar que podias estar à minha espera e contar-te o que fiz. Mas ao mesmo tempo penso.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Será melhor assim......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-3891873700734332793?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3891873700734332793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=3891873700734332793' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3891873700734332793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3891873700734332793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/03/estive-ontem-e-hoje-fora-daqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-976778767903450327</id><published>2010-03-17T17:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:22:44.831Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje Sinto-me assim.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Passaste por mim naquela manhã, não contava ver-te, aproximei-me de ti, sorriste, dissemos Olá, falamos uns segundos e fiquei nervoso, pensativo e triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O resto do dia andei tristonho mas acima de tudo pensei no passado e pensei no presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.............GOSTEI de ver-te.............&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/6306116293700070706-6611448590322760371?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7749890341717456423</id><published>2010-03-05T16:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:20:37.091Z</updated><title type='text'>Battle VS. Victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S5EvvPg_beI/AAAAAAAABQo/kf6MP5a_tpU/s1600-h/victory-gardedn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S5EvvPg_beI/AAAAAAAABQo/kf6MP5a_tpU/s320/victory-gardedn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445185913132903906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaba-se hoje uma batalha na minha vida. É uma vitória pessoal. Custou, mas chegou ao fim. De quem tive todo o apoio o meu muito obrigado. Não só pela companhia no festejo, como também de todas as "dicas" que me deu/deram. Quem ler esta mensagem sabe quem é. Irei enfrentar mais para a frente uma nova batalha que poderá ser uma outra grande vitória. A ver vamos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-7749890341717456423?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7749890341717456423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7749890341717456423' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7749890341717456423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7749890341717456423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/03/battle-vs-victory.html' title='Battle VS. Victory'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/S5EvvPg_beI/AAAAAAAABQo/kf6MP5a_tpU/s72-c/victory-gardedn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2908378130731513966</id><published>2010-03-02T13:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:43:56.497Z</updated><title type='text'>A todos os meus amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_qnC4ky6fs&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/r_qnC4ky6fs&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/6306116293700070706-2908378130731513966?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2908378130731513966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2908378130731513966' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2908378130731513966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2908378130731513966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/03/todos-os-meus-amigos.html' title='A todos os meus amigos'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-4449068806514628878</id><published>2010-02-15T19:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:52:49.274Z</updated><title type='text'>James Blunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVyggTKDcOE&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/wVyggTKDcOE&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/6306116293700070706-4449068806514628878?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4449068806514628878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=4449068806514628878' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4449068806514628878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4449068806514628878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/james-blunt.html' title='James Blunt'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-3610934640514579005</id><published>2010-02-11T19:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:30:58.800Z</updated><title type='text'>Músicas da nossa vida 2</title><content type='html'>Uma das músicas de que sempre gostei foi: Cock Robin - Just Around The Corner.&lt;br /&gt;Uma grande música que adoro ouvir e que sempre que ouço, ponho o volume mais alto e canto-a de fio a pavio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't quite as they&lt;br /&gt;seem inside my domain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't know about everything&lt;br /&gt;only pleasure and pain.&lt;br /&gt;You wonder why I come here&lt;br /&gt;with head to my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where else can I be cured&lt;br /&gt;and the king of your&lt;br /&gt;mansion?&lt;br /&gt;A thorn in your side&lt;br /&gt;a child to protect that&lt;br /&gt;claims he's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;half a mile to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong enough to hold you&lt;br /&gt;starved for some affection.&lt;br /&gt;Darling&lt;br /&gt;come quickly&lt;br /&gt;come ease my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my prayers have not been&lt;br /&gt;answered in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already made my bed&lt;br /&gt;like it or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there's no&lt;br /&gt;regrets I'll be here&lt;br /&gt;when the ride stops.&lt;br /&gt;These comforts to me and&lt;br /&gt;these crosses to bare&lt;br /&gt;with which we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;half a mile to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong enough to hold you&lt;br /&gt;starved for some affection.&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;I can't drag you into this mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the thorn in your side and&lt;br /&gt;the child to protect.&lt;br /&gt;Just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;half a mile to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rwf1te91jVE&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/rwf1te91jVE&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/6306116293700070706-3610934640514579005?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3610934640514579005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=3610934640514579005' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3610934640514579005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3610934640514579005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/02/musicas-da-nossa-vida-2.html' title='Músicas da nossa vida 2'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-4299927967129744595</id><published>2010-01-21T21:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:39:04.301Z</updated><title type='text'>Músicas da nossa vida</title><content type='html'>Sempre gostei de música. Desde miúdo que ouvia as músicas que o meu pai ouvia, através dos discos de vinil - imensos que ele possuía na altura. Das várias que ouvi, guardei algumas, que sempre gostei e hoje quando as ouço, adoro-as e até ponho o volume mais alto. &lt;br /&gt;Mais há uma que há pouco ouvi e sempre que a ouço traz-me boas recordações. &lt;br /&gt;Forever and Ever -  Demis Russos. Desculpem se não gostam ou acham foleira, mas ADORO-A. Pura e simplesmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedico esta música a uma pessoa que irá ser sempre ESPECIAL.&lt;br /&gt;Para ti um grande BEIJO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever you'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;that shines in me like the morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever you'll be my spring,&lt;br /&gt;my rainbow's end and the song I sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me far beyond imagination.&lt;br /&gt;You're my dream come true, my consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever you'll be my dream,&lt;br /&gt;my symphony, my own lover's theme.&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever my destiny&lt;br /&gt;will follow you eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me far beyond imagination.&lt;br /&gt;You're my dream come true, my consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever you'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;that shines in me like the morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;Ever and ever, forever and ever my destiny&lt;br /&gt;will follow you eternally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0lcGXh57cg&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/k0lcGXh57cg&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/6306116293700070706-4299927967129744595?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4299927967129744595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=4299927967129744595' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4299927967129744595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4299927967129744595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/01/musicas-da-nossa-vida.html' title='Músicas da nossa vida'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-4359742201304803915</id><published>2010-01-01T22:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:37:46.333Z</updated><title type='text'>Where are you Watson?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Sz54H8mlEAI/AAAAAAAABPI/6j9dcwXsk8o/s1600-h/sherlock_holmes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Sz54H8mlEAI/AAAAAAAABPI/6j9dcwXsk8o/s320/sherlock_holmes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421903079323013122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver hoje este filme. De todos que andavam nas salas de cinema, era o que mais suscitava interesse, pois já tinha visto excertos na TV e na altura achei que valeria a pena. &lt;br /&gt;Assim foi. É simplesmente soberbo, tem história, e algum humor pelo meio. Sem dúvida "A great movie Watson. Indeed Holmes"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-4359742201304803915?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4359742201304803915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=4359742201304803915' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4359742201304803915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4359742201304803915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-are-you-watson.html' title='Where are you Watson?'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Sz54H8mlEAI/AAAAAAAABPI/6j9dcwXsk8o/s72-c/sherlock_holmes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2049250917220998815</id><published>2009-12-29T23:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:04:25.854Z</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SzqKCx93FFI/AAAAAAAABPA/R8GMHnLWkSA/s1600-h/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SzqKCx93FFI/AAAAAAAABPA/R8GMHnLWkSA/s320/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420796881870984274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí está um novo ano. Ano de mudanças para alguns, ou novo ano em que se mantém tudo igual, mas só muda a nossa idade e a visão perante as coisas. Quero desejar aos meus colegas e amigos: Um BOM 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Que seja de mudanças, que seja para melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Bem hajam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-2049250917220998815?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2049250917220998815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2049250917220998815' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2049250917220998815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2049250917220998815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SzqKCx93FFI/AAAAAAAABPA/R8GMHnLWkSA/s72-c/new-year-2010-fireworks-thumb5943912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-3294034120377902594</id><published>2009-12-28T17:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:21:01.586Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Por vezes é difícil definirmos aquilo que sentimos. Será amizade ou será amor? Por vezes não conseguimos exteriorizar os nossos sentimentos. Será amor ou amizade? Por vezes não conseguimos olhar para ela. Será amizade ou será amor? Por vezes não conseguimos falar com ela. Será amizade ou será amor? Por vezes não conseguimos! Simplesmente não conseguimos. È difícil de explicar aquilo que se sente se não se tem a certeza disso mesmo. É difícil interpretar estes sintomas, se a maior parte do tempo, não os temos, não os conhecemos. Não sei até que ponto a “timidez” significa amor, mas uma coisa é certa, amor não significa timidez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheço-me tão bem que não sei o que sou nem aquilo que penso. Serei assim tão ignorante? Penso que sim, mesmo que por vezes me entenda mesmo que não entenda aquilo que me rodeia. Aquilo que sinto torna-se impossível de transpor! Não consigo vencer este jogo, jogado apenas por mim, que se torna mais competitivo a cada momento que passa, a cada facto novo que se junta, a cada letra que escrevo, a cada palavra em que penso. Mas tudo isto para quê? Para dizer que não sei o que sinto realmente em relação a ela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheço-a tão bem! Estou com ela todos os dias, e a cada dia que passa parece que a perco cada vez mais, parece que a vejo cada vez mais longe! Parece-me tão incerta, tão autónoma! Perdi total controlo em mim, e nela. Por vezes trocamos sorrisos, por vezes discutimos, por vezes nem sequer falamos, mas estamos sempre juntos. Mesmo que por vezes não pareça, nunca me separo dela, ela nunca me deixa, ela, mesmo sendo independente, precisa de mim para sobreviver.&lt;br /&gt;Ela…a minha vida! Já não sei o que pensar dela! Está a tornar-se só e eu também. Acho que me estou a afundar, penso que não me consigo manter aqui. Acabarei por sucumbir nesta vida sem vida! Ela sem mim e eu sem ela, somos apenas mais duas metades separadas que acabaram por se juntar, mais uma vez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando não sei, mas a certeza que nos iremos juntar novamente, está presente em todos os meus sonhos, em todas as minhas realidades, em mim. A certeza incerta de que um dia tudo será perfeito, a incerteza de que um dia o Mundo irá vibrar com o fim desta batalha desigual entre mim e ela. O vencedor… seremos os dois! Iremos sair juntos e festejar esta vitória ganha sem que haja derrotados a clamar por vingança, pelo menos assim espero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digo isto porque, por vezes, respirar por ela pode ser sufocante… Por vezes olhar para ela deixa-me cego… Por vezes ela deixa-me sem ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aqui estou eu, sozinho, à espera da dela, da vida. Só espero que ela chegue, espero que não esteja à espera, como eu! Assim nunca mais nos uniremos. Mergulharemos os dois na solidão, a não ser que outra vida se junte a mim! Outra vida sem ser a minha ou que outra alma se junte à minha vida. Tudo é possível mas inesperado. Mesmo podendo ser salvo por outra vida, não conseguiria viver sem a minha. A outra vida matar-me-ia sem que eu tivesse tempo para chamar bem alto pela minha própria vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de tudo sinto-me culpado e ao mesmo tempo inocentemente réu de toda a minha sensatez insensata que se manifesta com vontade própria sem que eu tenha poder para a controlar. Foi eu que causei isto! Terei eu forças para me unir novamente à minha vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a que vida me refiro? À minha? Sim! Já tive tantas, mas mesmo assim vivo aqui sozinho e elas continuam sem mim. Porque é que eu não as agarrei? Talvez essas minhas vidas não me pertencessem. Será que esta pertence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertencerá com certeza, se o que sentir por ela for amor! Se for apenas amizade, ela deixar-me-á mais uma vez sozinho. Apesar de estarmos sempre juntos para toda a eternidade, por que um dia…já fomos um do outro! Já!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicado a ela e a TI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-3294034120377902594?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/3294034120377902594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=3294034120377902594' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3294034120377902594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/3294034120377902594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/12/por-vezes-e-dificil-definirmos-aquilo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7343867008716177511</id><published>2009-12-03T11:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:10:19.220Z</updated><title type='text'>Noite</title><content type='html'>É quando cai a noite...&lt;br /&gt;Que os pensamentos se tornam meus.&lt;br /&gt;Mas num instante se transformam em ti!&lt;br /&gt;Que o meu coração chora perante tal distância.&lt;br /&gt;Que a saudade se revela ainda mais presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É quando a noite cai...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu sinto algo cá dentro, deito-me a pensar que estás a meu lado e me acompanhas por toda uma noite de sonho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-7343867008716177511?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7343867008716177511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7343867008716177511' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7343867008716177511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7343867008716177511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/12/noite.html' title='Noite'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-7835871117541827869</id><published>2009-12-03T10:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:59:58.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não tenho imagens para colocar, pois não me ocorre nada de mais!&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me gritar, dizer bem alto a angústia que sinto, o quanto me apetece chorar e mostrar a minha raiva, o meu ódio. Estou farto, pura e simplesmente farto, gostava de voltar aos tempos de antigamente, em que tudo foi bonito, mas será que consigo?&lt;br /&gt;SERÁ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-7835871117541827869?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/7835871117541827869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=7835871117541827869' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7835871117541827869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/7835871117541827869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/12/nao-tenho-imagens-para-colocar-pois-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-8191915666606552855</id><published>2009-11-09T12:18:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:47:56.018Z</updated><title type='text'>9 de Novembro de 1989</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SvgIxUao-lI/AAAAAAAABNQ/-RZeGb6O2wM/s1600-h/1292228-4182-atm17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SvgIxUao-lI/AAAAAAAABNQ/-RZeGb6O2wM/s320/1292228-4182-atm17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402077396417968722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje festejam-se os 20 anos da queda do muro de Berlim(Berliner Mauer).&lt;br /&gt;Tinha 11 anos na altura e lembro-me de ver este acontecimento ao vivo na televisão.&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me de na altura familiares meus dizerem que a vida na Alemanha não era muito fácil. Economias diferentes, idealismo diferentes, mas pessoas iguais que apenas queriam viver em paz. Lembro-me de me falarem do Trabant, um carro feito em cartão prensado. E de facto não deveria de ser, nem de um lado nem de outro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que foi bom? Na minha opinião acho que, apesar do capitalismo a mudança foi boa, unificou um país(e não só)que apesar de tudo ainda não se encontra totalmente integrado. Abriu fronteiras, criaram-se países novos, que tinham sido absorvidos pela U.R.S.S, novas mentalidades, novas formas de ver as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;O mundo mudou, tudo mudou, apesar disso será que valeu a pena?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-8191915666606552855?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8191915666606552855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=8191915666606552855' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8191915666606552855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8191915666606552855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/11/9-de-novembro-de-1989.html' title='9 de Novembro de 1989'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SvgIxUao-lI/AAAAAAAABNQ/-RZeGb6O2wM/s72-c/1292228-4182-atm17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-1698427272439977080</id><published>2009-10-06T19:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:12:12.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gêres</title><content type='html'>Ontem foi dia de caminhada na bela serra do Gêres. Começamos às 10h10m e acabamos por volta das 17h30m. Foram muitas horas, por baixo de muito nevoeiro e muita mas muita chuva. A chuva foi o que mais custou. Mas no fim a sopa e a bifana.....Humm que maravilha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SsuIUca-Q2I/AAAAAAAABKM/o_CU_mnL8QI/s1600-h/IMG_1244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SsuIUca-Q2I/AAAAAAAABKM/o_CU_mnL8QI/s320/IMG_1244.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389551263887016802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SsuINluTtkI/AAAAAAAABKE/K7Ww7NdauMI/s1600-h/IMG_1242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SsuINluTtkI/AAAAAAAABKE/K7Ww7NdauMI/s320/IMG_1242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389551146124949058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SsuIDokR-WI/AAAAAAAABJk/WF_KIifeJfA/s1600-h/IMG_1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SsuIDokR-WI/AAAAAAAABJk/WF_KIifeJfA/s320/IMG_1234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389550975089506658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-1698427272439977080?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/1698427272439977080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=1698427272439977080' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1698427272439977080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/1698427272439977080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/10/geres.html' title='Gêres'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SsuIUca-Q2I/AAAAAAAABKM/o_CU_mnL8QI/s72-c/IMG_1244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-4560159020663914790</id><published>2009-10-01T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:45:21.571+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades</title><content type='html'>Tenho saudades...&lt;br /&gt;não muitas mas imensas...&lt;br /&gt;daquilo que fui,&lt;br /&gt;daquilo que era&lt;br /&gt;daquilo que poderia ter sido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades...&lt;br /&gt;não muitas mas imensas&lt;br /&gt;do que tive e já não tenho&lt;br /&gt;Do que fiz e já não faço&lt;br /&gt;do que fui mas já não sou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades...&lt;br /&gt;não muitas mas imensas&lt;br /&gt;de quem veio e já foi&lt;br /&gt;de quem passou e nada deixou&lt;br /&gt;de quem passa e tudo deixa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades...&lt;br /&gt;não muitas mas imensas&lt;br /&gt;de tudo&lt;br /&gt;de todos&lt;br /&gt;de nada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-4560159020663914790?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/4560159020663914790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=4560159020663914790' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4560159020663914790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/4560159020663914790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/10/saudades.html' title='Saudades'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-8024555888053655256</id><published>2009-09-20T19:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:35:41.955+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Barco na Cidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SrZ1EbJeFWI/AAAAAAAABJc/HV-rW54mdoU/s1600-h/Thumbnail.axd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SrZ1EbJeFWI/AAAAAAAABJc/HV-rW54mdoU/s320/Thumbnail.axd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383619123435410786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje às 16h fui ver esta peça de teatro da Seiva Trupe.&lt;br /&gt;Conta nada mais nada menos que a história da cidade, das suas gentes, dos seus monumentos, das suas figuras ilustres, que eu mesmo sendo daqui alguns deles desconhecia. &lt;br /&gt;Ao mesmo tempo é uma sátira ao governo e áquilo que se passa no nosso país.&lt;br /&gt;Tem música e piada, muita piada.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo a quem não é daqui mas gosta de teatro aconselho e muito a verem esta peça.&lt;br /&gt;Em cena até ao dia 31 de Outubro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-8024555888053655256?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/8024555888053655256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=8024555888053655256' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8024555888053655256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/8024555888053655256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-barco-na-cidade.html' title='Um Barco na Cidade'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SrZ1EbJeFWI/AAAAAAAABJc/HV-rW54mdoU/s72-c/Thumbnail.axd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-5596782189726783730</id><published>2009-09-02T23:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:23:04.297+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Sp7wH0qnOnI/AAAAAAAABJU/37wKxq5627U/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Sp7wH0qnOnI/AAAAAAAABJU/37wKxq5627U/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376999022314076786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem falou-se das propostas que ganharam a construção das linhas do TGV. A proposta espanhola da FCC foi de longe a mais barata por ter apresentado um preço de construção cerca de 300 milhões mais baixo do que a melhor proposta da Mota-Engil, que ficou em segundo lugar no "ranking" das propostas mais baratas. &lt;br /&gt;Ora se a proposta ganhou em tudo: na construção das linhas incluindo a nova ponte, assim como na manutenção à posteriori, será que vai mesmo ganhar?&lt;br /&gt;Cá por mim vai ganhar a proposta da Mota-Engil, cujo presidente é o Sr. Jorge Coelho, Coelhone, para os amigos. &lt;br /&gt;A ver vamos o desfecho desta novela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306116293700070706-5596782189726783730?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/5596782189726783730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=5596782189726783730' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/5596782189726783730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/5596782189726783730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/09/tgv.html' title='TGV'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Sp7wH0qnOnI/AAAAAAAABJU/37wKxq5627U/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-9099882848116405364</id><published>2009-08-31T11:23:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:44:36.278+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trilho das Sombras</title><content type='html'>No sábado passado, eu e um grupo de caminheiros do UmPardeBotas, fomos até à serra do Xurês, fazer o trilho das sombras. Debaixo de muito sol, apreciamos a bela paisagem. Foram mais ou menos 2 horas a subir e quase outras tantas a descer. O melhor de facto foi termos ido ao rio caldo, refrescarmo-nos(quer no rio, quer na esplanada em frente). Huummm soube tão bem molhar os pés naquela água........&lt;br /&gt;Só me custou apenas pelo facto de já não caminhar há cerca de um ano e meio. Mas prometo que vou tentar agora ser mais assíduo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpunRpRy3JI/AAAAAAAABHk/x_wOUTF0uZ0/s1600-h/DSC08172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpunRpRy3JI/AAAAAAAABHk/x_wOUTF0uZ0/s320/DSC08172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376074501776923794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Spun-6lnOYI/AAAAAAAABHs/_KJOrRBz24w/s1600-h/IMG_1204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Spun-6lnOYI/AAAAAAAABHs/_KJOrRBz24w/s320/IMG_1204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376075279517563266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpuoaNJwtuI/AAAAAAAABH0/s0ZOLXno_Uk/s1600-h/DSC07887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpuoaNJwtuI/AAAAAAAABH0/s0ZOLXno_Uk/s320/DSC07887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376075748357486306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Spuo6-1SpRI/AAAAAAAABH8/E3hBKqp2OxA/s1600-h/IMG_1213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/Spuo6-1SpRI/AAAAAAAABH8/E3hBKqp2OxA/s320/IMG_1213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376076311449216274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6306116293700070706-9099882848116405364?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/9099882848116405364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=9099882848116405364' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/9099882848116405364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/9099882848116405364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/08/trilho-das-sombras.html' title='Trilho das Sombras'/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpunRpRy3JI/AAAAAAAABHk/x_wOUTF0uZ0/s72-c/DSC08172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306116293700070706.post-2905428576290663621</id><published>2009-08-23T23:07:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:13:47.094+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpG-Xw-QQWI/AAAAAAAABGs/YCgKx8HsVfw/s1600-h/ferias1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpG-Xw-QQWI/AAAAAAAABGs/YCgKx8HsVfw/s320/ferias1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373285145921995106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrei de férias!!! Pela 2ª vez este ano elas cá estão. Não vou para nenhum lado, mas vou aproveitar para descansar q.b. Por isso até dia 3 de Setembro.&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/6306116293700070706-2905428576290663621?l=omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/feeds/2905428576290663621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6306116293700070706&amp;postID=2905428576290663621' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2905428576290663621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306116293700070706/posts/default/2905428576290663621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omeutravesseiro.blogspot.com/2009/08/entrei-de-ferias-pela-2-vez-este-ano.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Fangueiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07116392598357591000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/THEiMdGuRlI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HxGQ2KFiYqo/S220/androids.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bAk_iF-ntrk/SpG-Xw-QQWI/AAAAAAAABGs/YCgKx8HsVfw/s72-c/ferias1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
