<?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-8448291334894914164</id><updated>2011-10-06T16:38:12.628+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Hugging</title><subtitle type='html'>“We need 4 hugs a day for survival. We need 8 hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth.”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1377649366181050177</id><published>2011-07-02T22:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:09:01.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PARk8mgwqMY/Tg-Io2XvcLI/AAAAAAAADNM/_uTNIN8jAKU/s1600/Sem%2BT%25C3%25ADtulo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PARk8mgwqMY/Tg-Io2XvcLI/AAAAAAAADNM/_uTNIN8jAKU/s400/Sem%2BT%25C3%25ADtulo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624864694980276402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1377649366181050177?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1377649366181050177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1377649366181050177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1377649366181050177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1377649366181050177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-so-clever-that-sometimes-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PARk8mgwqMY/Tg-Io2XvcLI/AAAAAAAADNM/_uTNIN8jAKU/s72-c/Sem%2BT%25C3%25ADtulo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6385207306789841664</id><published>2009-05-25T11:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:17:38.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Cold..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SiZNnuN6ySI/AAAAAAAADCU/ysQ-s3mZYVk/s1600-h/2359600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SiZNnuN6ySI/AAAAAAAADCU/ysQ-s3mZYVk/s400/2359600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343043352738318626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pic from &lt;a href="http://olhares.aeiou.pt/hidenseek_foto2359600.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-6385207306789841664?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6385207306789841664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6385207306789841664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6385207306789841664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6385207306789841664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-cold.html' title='Feeling Cold..'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SiZNnuN6ySI/AAAAAAAADCU/ysQ-s3mZYVk/s72-c/2359600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7384619591721230483</id><published>2008-10-11T21:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:46:39.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando boceja um português bocejam logo dois ou três!</title><content type='html'>Os nossos neurónios são vaidosos e gostam de se ver ao espelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SPEQJc3wT1I/AAAAAAAAC3E/UD8jiStS6j4/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SPEQJc3wT1I/AAAAAAAAC3E/UD8jiStS6j4/s400/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255999994672992082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porque temos tendência a bocejar quando vemos alguém bocejar? Este tipo de “reflexo” tem uma explicação, e não é assim tão complicada. Sabemos hoje que, no nosso cérebro, alguns neurónios disparam, isto é, funcionam, mesmo quando estamos apenas a observar outras pessoas a realizarem determinada actividade. Trata-se de um sistema chamado “espelho”, em que os neurónios funcionam como se fossem um espelho daquilo que vemos, sendo conhecidos como neurónios espelho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roubado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.cienciahoje.pt/index.php?oid=28015&amp;amp;op=all"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-7384619591721230483?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7384619591721230483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7384619591721230483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7384619591721230483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7384619591721230483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/quando-boceja-um-portugus-bocejam-logo.html' title='Quando boceja um português bocejam logo dois ou três!'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SPEQJc3wT1I/AAAAAAAAC3E/UD8jiStS6j4/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5663272211140137455</id><published>2008-08-10T20:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:42:38.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanorexia</title><content type='html'>Começou por ser associado às classes trabalhadoras, mas depois passou a ser símbolo de beleza. A verdade, é que cada vez mais pessoas ambicionam o bronzeado perfeito, seja natural, através de solário ou cremes auto-bronzeadores. Mas poucas sabem que quando este desejo se transforma em obsessão, pode mesmo custar-lhes a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tanorexia é a obsessão por estar bronzeado e afecta sobretudo mulheres entre os 20 e os 30 anos. Quem sofre desta doença nunca está satisfeito com o seu tom de pele e faz tudo, mesmo arriscar a vida, para ficar mais moreno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além de exposições prolongadas ao sol, muitas vezes sem uso de qualquer protector solar, abusam também do solário, ignorando a que se expõem. Além do envelhecimento precoce da pele, sofrem muitas vezes de queimaduras solares e cancro da pele, que mata 50 mil mulheres por ano, em todo o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(roubado &lt;a href="http://www.invirtus.net/in/story.php?title=tanorexia-a-obsess%E3o-por-ficar-moreno---quem-sofre-desta-doen%E7a-nunca-est%E1-satisfeito-com-o-bronzeado-alcan%E7ado"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5663272211140137455?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5663272211140137455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5663272211140137455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5663272211140137455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5663272211140137455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/tanorexia.html' title='Tanorexia'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1989157624595584281</id><published>2008-08-03T12:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:15:01.193+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem ir ao Ginásio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SJWTD2p3vuI/AAAAAAAAB98/LjqVgZYj-SE/s1600-h/musica_exercicio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SJWTD2p3vuI/AAAAAAAAB98/LjqVgZYj-SE/s200/musica_exercicio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230248236680724194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cientistas norte-americanos desenvolveram uma fármaco que reproduz os benefícios do exercício físico sem ser preciso ir ao ginásio, pelos menos em ratos de laboratório, indica um estudo publicado dia 31.Julho na revista Cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo as conclusões da investigação, ratos sedentários que tomaram a substância durante quatro semanas queimaram mais calorias e ficaram com menos gordura do que outros não tratados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando testados em moinhos de roda, correram mais (44%) e durante mais tempo (23%) do que os não tratados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1989157624595584281?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1989157624595584281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1989157624595584281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1989157624595584281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1989157624595584281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/sem-ir-ao-ginsio.html' title='Sem ir ao Ginásio'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SJWTD2p3vuI/AAAAAAAAB98/LjqVgZYj-SE/s72-c/musica_exercicio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2463571293864852099</id><published>2008-07-25T20:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:34:08.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase do Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gonçalo Amaral, o Homem que ou é corajoso, ou é estúpido."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ouvi-a quando cheguei a casa e liguei a tv... estava a dar o telejornal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2463571293864852099?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2463571293864852099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2463571293864852099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2463571293864852099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2463571293864852099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/frase-do-dia.html' title='Frase do Dia'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8302430878576850076</id><published>2008-06-13T19:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:43:32.088+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E é este o País que temos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quarta-feira, depois do jogo de Portugal deu o telejornal, e qual não foi o meu espanto quando a noticia de abertura foi “Portugal goleou a Rep. Checa por 3 bolas a 1”. Será que não sabem que o país, nessa altura estava parado? E não era por causa do futebol mas sim por causa da greve dos camionistas, greve dos reboques, greves dos maquinistas da CP, falta de combustível nos postos de abastecimento, escassez de alimentos em alguns hipermercados, etc…?! Mas nada disso interessa…. Tuga que é Tuga esquece as desgraças em dias de futebol, e nada mais importa. O que ganhamos nós com isso? Esquecemos os problemas enquanto eles se agravam? Ficamos felizes por uns instantes (porque nada é eterno)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-8302430878576850076?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8302430878576850076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8302430878576850076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8302430878576850076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8302430878576850076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-este-o-pas-que-temos.html' title='E é este o País que temos...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2023468775199156253</id><published>2008-06-09T22:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:50:38.492+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pessoa - 120 anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Se depois de eu morrer, quiserem escrever a minha biografia,&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada mais simples. Tem só duas datas –&lt;br /&gt;a da minha nascença e a da minha morte.&lt;br /&gt;Entre uma e outra todos os dias são meus.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alberto Caeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SE2lgKUAQPI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/4FNSjVxf3qY/s1600-h/fernpessoa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210002315880186098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SE2lgKUAQPI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/4FNSjVxf3qY/s320/fernpessoa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A Sociedade Portuguesa de Autores (SPA) comemora em Junho os 120 anos do nascimento de Fernando Pessoa com uma peça de teatro, debates, o lançamento de um livro, uma exposição e a antestreia de um filme. O programa das comemorações, que decorrerão durante todo o mês de Junho no auditório Maestro Frederico de Freitas, na sede da SPA, em Lisboa, arranca a 05 de Junho com uma mesa-redonda intitulada «Pessoa e Suas Ficções» - que incluirá a apresentação de vários documentos audiovisuais - em que participam José Xavier, Teresa Rita Lopes e Manuela Parreira da Silva. Segue-se, a 12 de Junho, o lançamento do livro «Véspera de Viagem», um texto para teatro de Teresa Rita Lopes, editado pela SPA, e um diálogo sobre alguns aspectos nela abordados - nomeadamente «Pessoa Amoroso e Contestatário» - entre a autora e José Blanco. A 19 de Junho, será representada a peça «Do Desassossego», baseada no «Livro do Desassossego», de Bernardo Soares, semi-heterónimo de Pessoa, da autoria de Carlos Paulo, que é também o protagonista, com encenação de João Mota.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2023468775199156253?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2023468775199156253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2023468775199156253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2023468775199156253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2023468775199156253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/pessoa-120-anos.html' title='Pessoa - 120 anos'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SE2lgKUAQPI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/4FNSjVxf3qY/s72-c/fernpessoa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5495877701810459642</id><published>2008-06-09T22:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:24:44.159+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Sinclair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SE2fZRJh_QI/AAAAAAAAB7I/FPo9PsKManM/s1600-h/Bob_comboios_net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209995600386456834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SE2fZRJh_QI/AAAAAAAAB7I/FPo9PsKManM/s320/Bob_comboios_net.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bob Sinclair vai actuar hoje ao vivo, na Praia de Carcavelos, pelas 22h, acompanhado por Big Ali e Steve Edwards, na abertura do Verão Cascais 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Sinclair traz na bagagem o seu novo trabalho discográfico “Dance Floor - Summer 2008″ lançado ontem no nosso país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para garantir a segurança do público a marginal vai estar cortada ao trânsito automóvel nessa zona entre as 20h de dia 9 e as 06h de dia 10. Haverá também um reforço de 3 comboios da CP quer no sentido de Cascais quer no do Cais do Sodré, para além dos regulares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5495877701810459642?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5495877701810459642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5495877701810459642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5495877701810459642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5495877701810459642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/bob-sinclair.html' title='Bob Sinclair'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SE2fZRJh_QI/AAAAAAAAB7I/FPo9PsKManM/s72-c/Bob_comboios_net.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-992819570411644225</id><published>2008-06-01T10:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T10:14:11.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Criança - Sabias que..</title><content type='html'>*  Ao contrário do que muitas pessoas pensam, o Dia Mundial da Criança não é só uma festa onde as crianças ganham presentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * É um dia em que se pensa nas centenas de crianças que continuam a sofrer de maus tratos, doenças, fome e discriminações (discriminação significa ser-se posto de lado por ser diferente).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Sabias que o primeiro Dia Mundial da Criança foi em 1950?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Tudo começou logo depois da 2ª Guerra Mundial, em 1945.&lt;br /&gt;      Muitos países da Europa, do Médio Oriente e a China entraram em crise, ou seja, não tinham boas condições de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * As crianças desses países viviam muito mal porque não havia comida e os pais estavam mais preocupados em voltar à sua vida normal do que com a educação dos filhos. Alguns nem pais tinham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Como não tinham dinheiro, muitos pais tiravam os filhos da escola e punham-nos a trabalhar, às vezes durante muitas horas e a fazer coisas muito duras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Sabias que mais de metade das crianças da Europa não sabia ler nem escrever? E também viviam em péssimas condições para a sua saúde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Em 1946, um grupo de países da ONU (Organização das Nações Unidas) começou a tentar resolver o problema. Foi assim que nasceu a UNICEF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Mesmo assim, era difícil trabalhar para as crianças, uma vez que nem todos os países do mundo estavam interessados nos direitos da criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Foi então que, em 1950, a Federação Democrática Internacional das Mulheres propôs às Nações Unidas que se criasse um dia dedicado às crianças de todo o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Este dia foi comemorado pela primeira vez logo a 1 de Junho desse ano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Com a criação deste dia, os estados-membros das Nações Unidas, reconheceram às crianças, independentemente da raça, cor, sexo, religião e origem nacional ou social o direito a:&lt;br /&gt;      - afecto, amor e compreensão;&lt;br /&gt;      - alimentação adequada;&lt;br /&gt;      - cuidados médicos;&lt;br /&gt;      - educação gratuita;&lt;br /&gt;      - protecção contra todas as formas de exploração;&lt;br /&gt;      - crescer num clima de Paz e Fraternidade universais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Sabias que em só nove anos depois, em 1959 é que estes direitos das crianças passaram para o papel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * A 20 de Novembro desse ano, várias dezenas de países que fazem parte da ONU aprovaram a "Declaração dos Direitos da Criança".&lt;br /&gt;      Trata-se de uma lista de 10 princípios que, se forem cumpridos em todo o lado, podem fazer com que todas crianças do mundo tenham uma vida digna e feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Claro que os Dia Mundial da Criança foi muito importante para os direitos das crianças, mas mesmo assim nem sempre são cumpridos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Então, quando a "Declaração" fez 30 anos, em 1989, a ONU também aprovou a "Convenção sobre os Direitos da Criança", que é um documento muito completo (e comprido) com um conjunto de leis para protecção dos mais pequenos (tem 54 artigos!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Esta declaração é tão importante que em 1990 se tornou lei internacional!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-992819570411644225?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/992819570411644225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=992819570411644225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/992819570411644225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/992819570411644225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/dia-da-criana-sabias-que.html' title='Dia da Criança - Sabias que..'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2863110884696059598</id><published>2008-05-24T21:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:46:03.084+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ler. Um Mundo de Descobertas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SDh-cyXocOI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/2Hc_yFfZIVs/s1600-h/233579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SDh-cyXocOI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/2Hc_yFfZIVs/s200/233579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204048402448937186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A 78º Feira do Livro de Lisboa abriu hoje ao público, no Parque Eduardo VII, e encerra dia 15 de Junho. O país convidado é Cabo Verde. A presença da cultura Cabo Verdiana vai revelar-se através de uma série de acções desenvolvidas em conjunto com o Ministério da Cultura de Cabo Verde através do Instituto Nacional da Biblioteca e do livro e da Embaixada Cabo Verde. Um dos pontos altos desta iniciativa será a presença do Ministro da Cultura de Cabo Verde no dia da inauguração oficial da Feira do Livro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano A Feira do Livro de Lisboa conta com a presença de 132 participantes com 203 pavilhões, dos quais 11 são pavilhões dedicados ao livro infantil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mais info: &lt;a href="http://www.feiradolivrodelisboa.pt/"&gt;http://www.feiradolivrodelisboa.pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2863110884696059598?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2863110884696059598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2863110884696059598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2863110884696059598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2863110884696059598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/ler-um-mundo-de-descobertas.html' title='Ler. Um Mundo de Descobertas.'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SDh-cyXocOI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/2Hc_yFfZIVs/s72-c/233579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-3487413168263382514</id><published>2008-05-10T12:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:29:32.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, já vivi alguma coisa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SCWGQdw2LeI/AAAAAAAAB34/2xCBCrIh1HM/s1600-h/amar_e_viver_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SCWGQdw2LeI/AAAAAAAAB34/2xCBCrIh1HM/s200/amar_e_viver_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198708962294640098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já me ri até doer a barriga.&lt;br /&gt;Já nadei ate perder o fôlego.&lt;br /&gt;Já me queimei a brincar com velas.&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz balões com pastilha elástica e fiquei com a cara peganhenta.&lt;br /&gt;Já conversei com o espelho.&lt;br /&gt;Já fingi ser bruxa.&lt;br /&gt;Já me escondi atrás da cortina e deixei os pés à mostra.&lt;br /&gt;Já preguei partidas por telefone.&lt;br /&gt;Já apanhei banhos de chuva.&lt;br /&gt;Já roubei beijos.&lt;br /&gt;Já confundi sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Já apanhei atalhos errados, e continuo a andar pelo desconhecido.&lt;br /&gt;Já lambi o fundo das tigelas de doce.&lt;br /&gt;Já chorei a ouvir música no carro.&lt;br /&gt;Já tentei esquecer algumas pessoas, mas descobri que são as mais difíceis de esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Já caí da escada de rabo.&lt;br /&gt;Já disse disparates.&lt;br /&gt;Já meti os pés pelas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Já sai para andar sem rumo, sem nada na cabeça, a ouvir os meus passos.&lt;br /&gt;Já ouvi elogios que não consegui aceitar.&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz juras eternas.&lt;br /&gt;Já escrevi o meu nome em paredes.&lt;br /&gt;Já chorei sentada no chão da banheira.&lt;br /&gt;Já fugi de casa para sempre, e voltei logo depois.&lt;br /&gt;Já corri para não fazer ninguém chorar.&lt;br /&gt;Já fiquei sozinha no meio de mil pessoas, a sentir a falta de uma só.&lt;br /&gt;Já vi o pôr-do-sol em tons de rosa e laranja.&lt;br /&gt;Já me atirei para a piscina sem vontade de voltar.&lt;br /&gt;Já bebi álcool até sentir os meus lábios dormentes.&lt;br /&gt;Já vi a cidade de cima e mesmo assim não encontrei o meu lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Já senti medo do escuro.&lt;br /&gt;Já tremi de nervosa.&lt;br /&gt;Já quase morri de amor, mas renasci novamente para ver o sorriso de alguém especial.&lt;br /&gt;Já acordei a meio da noite e fiquei com medo de me levantar.&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz apostas para correr descalço pela rua.&lt;br /&gt;Já gritei de felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Já roubei rosas num enorme jardim.&lt;br /&gt;Já me apaixonei e achei que era para sempre, mas era sempre um “para sempre” pela metade.&lt;br /&gt;Já me deitei na relva de madrugada e vi a lua dar o lugar ao sol.&lt;br /&gt;Já chorei por ver os amigos partirem, mas descobri que depressa chegam novos, e a vida é mesmo um ir e vir sem razão.&lt;br /&gt;Já me surpreendi com as pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Já surpreendi as pessoas e já me surpreendi comigo mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Já passei momentos únicos sem fazer nada.&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz momentos únicos parecerem nada.&lt;br /&gt;Já agi por impulso.&lt;br /&gt;Já não agi por pensar demais...&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram tantas coisas feitas, momentos fotografados pelas lentes da emoção, guardados numa arca, chamada coração…&lt;br /&gt;Posso dizer que sim, que já vivi alguma coisa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Desconhecido&lt;/span&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/8448291334894914164-3487413168263382514?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3487413168263382514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=3487413168263382514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3487413168263382514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3487413168263382514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/sim-j-vivi-alguma-coisa.html' title='Sim, já vivi alguma coisa...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SCWGQdw2LeI/AAAAAAAAB34/2xCBCrIh1HM/s72-c/amar_e_viver_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5599221795394608923</id><published>2008-05-05T21:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:19:17.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver</title><content type='html'>"Viver é inventar o dia.&lt;br /&gt;É desconhecer a arrogância.&lt;br /&gt;Exalar pura energia!&lt;br /&gt;Fazer poemas de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Devolver sorrisos.&lt;br /&gt;Acreditar que o bem vence o mal. Sempre!&lt;br /&gt;Enfeitar o coração com cores!&lt;br /&gt;Conquistar amigos e ser sempre leal e fiel.&lt;br /&gt;Transformar dor em alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Ser amor de coração.&lt;br /&gt;Inspirar justiça.&lt;br /&gt;Viver é correr atrás dos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;da inspiração, dos projectos.&lt;br /&gt;Buscar o entendimento das coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Ser sempre da paz.&lt;br /&gt;Orar em agradecimento pelas dádivas recebidas.&lt;br /&gt;Buscar o que nos faz bem e aos outros também.&lt;br /&gt;Amar!&lt;br /&gt;Pintar o mundo com as cores que nossa imaginação mandar.&lt;br /&gt;Estar sempre jovem.&lt;br /&gt;Viver é: Ser sempre verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;É constantemente redescobrir as coisas belas da vida,&lt;br /&gt;lembrando que o sorriso é o idioma universal.&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir músicas que acalmem a alma.&lt;br /&gt;Desacelerar e aproveitar o tempo,&lt;br /&gt;cada pequeno momento de prazer.&lt;br /&gt;Viver,... é simplesmente ver a vida com o coração"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5599221795394608923?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5599221795394608923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5599221795394608923&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5599221795394608923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5599221795394608923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/viver.html' title='Viver'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-9052692148210724512</id><published>2008-05-04T11:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T11:45:15.949+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SB2Tp-FgODI/AAAAAAAAB24/9o5ZL8ZqtoY/s1600-h/0047.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SB2Tp-FgODI/AAAAAAAAB24/9o5ZL8ZqtoY/s400/0047.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196471894305421362" 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/8448291334894914164-9052692148210724512?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9052692148210724512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=9052692148210724512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/9052692148210724512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/9052692148210724512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SB2Tp-FgODI/AAAAAAAAB24/9o5ZL8ZqtoY/s72-c/0047.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-4135065310859735269</id><published>2008-04-22T22:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:11:28.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Posso ter defeitos, viver ansioso e ficar irritado algumas vezes, mas não esqueço que a minha vida é a maior empresa do mundo. E que posso evitar que ela vá à falência. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser feliz&lt;/span&gt; é reconhecer que vale a pena viver, apesar de todos os desafios. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser feliz&lt;/span&gt; é deixar de ser vítima dos problemas e tornar-se autor da própria história. É atravessar desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de encontrar um oásis no recôndito da alma. É agradecer a Deus a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser feliz&lt;/span&gt; é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos. É saber falar de si mesmo. É ter coragem para ouvir um "não". É ter segurança para receber uma crítica, mesmo que injusta .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pedras no caminho? Guardo todas, um dia vou construir um castelo...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-4135065310859735269?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4135065310859735269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4135065310859735269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4135065310859735269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4135065310859735269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/ser-feliz.html' title='Ser Feliz'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-3832600506911011230</id><published>2008-04-20T09:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:28:20.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARABÉNS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SAsaoKAyWQI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ydDjMf1yTHA/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SAsaoKAyWQI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ydDjMf1yTHA/s200/DSC01701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191272272659372290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people never change.. Eheheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-3832600506911011230?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3832600506911011230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=3832600506911011230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3832600506911011230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3832600506911011230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/parabns.html' title='PARABÉNS!!'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SAsaoKAyWQI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ydDjMf1yTHA/s72-c/DSC01701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-9126683717571359041</id><published>2008-04-19T11:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:24:16.797+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SAsZraAyWPI/AAAAAAAAB1M/W4wult6l3gQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SAsZraAyWPI/AAAAAAAAB1M/W4wult6l3gQ/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191271228982319346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 days to go home!&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/8448291334894914164-9126683717571359041?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9126683717571359041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=9126683717571359041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/9126683717571359041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/9126683717571359041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/counting-down.html' title='Counting down'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/SAsZraAyWPI/AAAAAAAAB1M/W4wult6l3gQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5190833613737412011</id><published>2008-04-03T19:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:50:07.611+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Já cá estou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R_UmzH6zabI/AAAAAAAABzk/1XDb-20SiH8/s1600-h/Moliceiros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R_UmzH6zabI/AAAAAAAABzk/1XDb-20SiH8/s200/Moliceiros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185093205727865266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já estou em Aveiro. Para já vou-me &lt;a href="http://www.umaventuraemaveiro.blogspot.com/"&gt;aventurar em aveiro,&lt;/a&gt; e por isso este blog vai ser actualizado com menos frequência. A net ainda não está a 100%, mas vou dando noticias sempre que posso!&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/8448291334894914164-5190833613737412011?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5190833613737412011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5190833613737412011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5190833613737412011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5190833613737412011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/j-c-estou.html' title='Já cá estou'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R_UmzH6zabI/AAAAAAAABzk/1XDb-20SiH8/s72-c/Moliceiros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5339640602975096519</id><published>2008-03-27T11:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:23:03.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Packing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-uDOX6zaQI/AAAAAAAABx0/nj2unvJng7M/s1600-h/packing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-uDOX6zaQI/AAAAAAAABx0/nj2unvJng7M/s400/packing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182380079181949186" 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/8448291334894914164-5339640602975096519?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5339640602975096519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5339640602975096519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5339640602975096519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5339640602975096519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/packing.html' title='Packing...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-uDOX6zaQI/AAAAAAAABx0/nj2unvJng7M/s72-c/packing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8294238142902738295</id><published>2008-03-26T18:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T18:13:38.060Z</updated><title type='text'>Nós e "a gente"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;A gente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; vai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ao cinema. Queres vir?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;A gente&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;vamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ao cinema. Queres vir?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Existe alguma confusão relativamente ao uso de "a gente". Lembro-me de quando era pequena me dizerem que "agente é um polícia", levando-me a pensar que a utilização desta expressão era errada. Ora, o que é errado não é utilizar "a gente", mas sim empregá-la com o verbo na 1.ª pessoa do plural (= nós). Pode-se utilizar, mas o verbo tem de ser conjugado na 3.ª pessoa do singular (=ela).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A gente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;vai&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ao cinema. &lt;img alt="" src="http://blogs-beta.sapo.pt/stc/fckeditor/editor/images/smiley/sapo/EMOTICON_OK.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vamos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;ao cinema. &lt;img alt="" src="http://blogs-beta.sapo.pt/stc/fckeditor/editor/images/smiley/sapo/EMOTICON_NO.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;roubado &lt;a href="http://embomportugues.blogs.sapo.pt/tag/a+gente"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-8294238142902738295?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8294238142902738295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8294238142902738295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8294238142902738295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8294238142902738295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/ns-e-gente.html' title='Nós e &quot;a gente&quot;'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5741353027578768248</id><published>2008-03-26T14:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:05:32.827Z</updated><title type='text'>Can it be "Part III"??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjRwuGsugdE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjRwuGsugdE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Numa folha qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Eu desenho um sol &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;amarelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E com cinco ou seis retas&lt;br /&gt;É fácil fazer um castelo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corro o lápis em torno&lt;br /&gt;Da mão e me dou uma luva&lt;br /&gt;E se faço chover&lt;br /&gt;Com dois riscos&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um guarda-chuva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se um pinguinho de tinta&lt;br /&gt;Cai num pedacinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Azul &lt;/span&gt;do papel&lt;br /&gt;Num instante imagino&lt;br /&gt;Uma linda gaivota&lt;br /&gt;A voar no céu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai voando&lt;br /&gt;Contornando a imensa&lt;br /&gt;Curva Norte e Sul&lt;br /&gt;Vou com ela&lt;br /&gt;Viajando Havaí&lt;br /&gt;Pequim ou Istambul&lt;br /&gt;Pinto um barco a vela&lt;br /&gt;Branco navegando&lt;br /&gt;É tanto céu e mar&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;azul&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre as nuvens&lt;br /&gt;Vem surgindo um lindo&lt;br /&gt;Avião &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;rosa &lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;grená&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo em volta colorindo&lt;br /&gt;Com suas luzes a piscar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta imaginar e ele está&lt;br /&gt;Partindo, sereno e lindo&lt;br /&gt;Se a gente quiser&lt;br /&gt;Ele vai pousar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Eu desenho um navio&lt;br /&gt;De partida&lt;br /&gt;Com alguns bons amigos&lt;br /&gt;Bebendo de bem com a vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De uma América a outra&lt;br /&gt;Eu consigo passar num segundo&lt;br /&gt;Giro um simples compasso&lt;br /&gt;E num círculo eu faço o mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um menino caminha&lt;br /&gt;E caminhando chega no muro&lt;br /&gt;E ali logo em frente&lt;br /&gt;A esperar pela gente&lt;br /&gt;O futuro está...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o futuro é uma astronave&lt;br /&gt;Que tentamos pilotar&lt;br /&gt;Não tem tempo, nem piedade&lt;br /&gt;Nem tem hora de chegar&lt;br /&gt;Sem pedir licença&lt;br /&gt;Muda a nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;E depois convida&lt;br /&gt;A rir ou chorar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa estrada não nos cabe&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer ou ver o que virá&lt;br /&gt;O fim dela ninguém sabe&lt;br /&gt;Bem ao certo onde vai dar&lt;br /&gt;Vamos todos&lt;br /&gt;Numa linda passarela&lt;br /&gt;De uma aquarela&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia enfim&lt;br /&gt;Descolorirá...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Eu desenho um sol &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;amarelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Que descolorirá!)&lt;br /&gt;E com cinco ou seis retas&lt;br /&gt;É fácil fazer um castelo&lt;br /&gt;(Que descolorirá!)&lt;br /&gt;Giro um simples compasso&lt;br /&gt;Num círculo eu faço&lt;br /&gt;O mundo&lt;br /&gt;(Que descolorirá!)...&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/8448291334894914164-5741353027578768248?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5741353027578768248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5741353027578768248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5741353027578768248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5741353027578768248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-to-chilhood-part-ii.html' title='Back to Chilhood - Part II'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-732530665360168748</id><published>2008-03-21T12:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:39:37.288Z</updated><title type='text'>SpringTime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-OsY36zaMI/AAAAAAAABxU/bKUIB2mxAaE/s1600-h/Spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-OsY36zaMI/AAAAAAAABxU/bKUIB2mxAaE/s400/Spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180173539733629122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Keukenhof '07&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/8448291334894914164-732530665360168748?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/732530665360168748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=732530665360168748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/732530665360168748'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8602446374361497716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8602446374361497716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-to-childhood-part-i.html' title='Back to Childhood - Part I'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7956502780447498145</id><published>2008-03-19T15:37:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:43:53.834Z</updated><title type='text'>Nestlé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-E0LDZVOjI/AAAAAAAABxM/W9Bxd8mLBS4/s1600-h/logo-Nestle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-E0LDZVOjI/AAAAAAAABxM/W9Bxd8mLBS4/s200/logo-Nestle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179478410947541554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those who know me better, you know that I have always said that I was going to get my place at Nestlé. Well, this is it! I'm going to start working on April 1st. This will imply that I'll live in Aveiro but I promise I'll visit everytime I can, and I sure wait for visits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it's a bit of my future city! But it will be much better with me, and of course, with whoever wants to visit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W58N6lUUdek&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W58N6lUUdek&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-7956502780447498145?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7956502780447498145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-762720168115466607</id><published>2008-03-18T20:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:20:19.838Z</updated><title type='text'>Where I've been  lately.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-Aj7jZVOgI/AAAAAAAABw0/cxK4FGsaaA8/s1600-h/Diapositivo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-Aj7jZVOgI/AAAAAAAABw0/cxK4FGsaaA8/s400/Diapositivo3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179179077496814082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-Aj7zZVOhI/AAAAAAAABw8/p8qX3lC7lB0/s1600-h/Diapositivo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-Aj7zZVOhI/AAAAAAAABw8/p8qX3lC7lB0/s400/Diapositivo2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179179081791781394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-Aj8DZVOiI/AAAAAAAABxE/hdxQei3HTTs/s1600-h/Diapositivo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-Aj8DZVOiI/AAAAAAAABxE/hdxQei3HTTs/s400/Diapositivo1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179179086086748706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8448291334894914164-762720168115466607?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/762720168115466607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=762720168115466607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/762720168115466607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/762720168115466607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-ive-been-lately.html' title='Where I&apos;ve been  lately.....'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R-Aj7jZVOgI/AAAAAAAABw0/cxK4FGsaaA8/s72-c/Diapositivo3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1861481128945862706</id><published>2008-03-14T21:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:58:34.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9r0kTZVObI/AAAAAAAABwM/I1dR60MUZ4U/s1600-h/pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9r0kTZVObI/AAAAAAAABwM/I1dR60MUZ4U/s320/pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177719626134796722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vem aí o dia do PI&lt;br /&gt;Pi = 3.14159265&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3,14159265358979323846.. Este é apenas o início de um número muito especial com uma infinidade de casas decimais: o número π - a razão entre o perímetro de um círculo e o seu diâmetro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, dia 14 de Março (data que nos EUA se escreve 3/14), celebra-se em todo o mundo o Dia do π (3,14.). Esta celebração tem como objectivo promover junto do público em geral o gosto pela matemática, aproveitando o interesse que o π tem suscitado ao longo dos tempos em todas as culturas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1861481128945862706?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1861481128945862706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1861481128945862706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1861481128945862706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1861481128945862706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/vem-o-dia-do-pi-pi-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9r0kTZVObI/AAAAAAAABwM/I1dR60MUZ4U/s72-c/pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-4297579497676386656</id><published>2008-03-11T11:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:48:43.297Z</updated><title type='text'>80 anos Nestum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quem nunca comeu Nestum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Fdi-xV1z7g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Fdi-xV1z7g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é..... quase todos consumiram ou consomem Nestum. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;O Nestum só é consumido por Portugueses. É um produto fabricado em Portugal, distribuído em Portugal tendo somente distribuição no estrangeiro onde residem comunidades Portuguesas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Portugal a Nestlé, criadora da marca Nestum, iniciou a sua actividade no início do século. À época, e tal como no resto da Europa, também no nosso país se vivia uma grave crise ao nível da alimentação infantil. Ciente destas dificuldades o Prof. Egas Moniz, mais tarde Prémio Nobel da Medicina (1949), impulsionou a indústria leiteira nacional criando a primeira fábrica de leite em pó, em Avanca, no ano de 1923;- a Sociedade de Produtos Lácteos, Lda., que viria a ser o berço da Nestlé em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fábrica de Avanca foi muito bem aceite por pediatras e dietistas, que acolheram da melhor forma possível as suas inovações tecnológicas. Com o apoio permanente do Prof. Egas Moniz, que foi acompanhando a par e passo a vida e obra de Henri Nestlé, a Sociedade de Produtos Lácteos obtém em 1933 o exclusivo de fabricação e venda dos produtos Nestlé. Por iniciativa da Nestlé, a marca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nestum nasce em Portugal no ano de 1958&lt;/span&gt; com o lançamento da variedade Rico em Proteínas. E, desde então, registou um crescimento constante com sucessivos desenvolvimentos de produtos. Qual foi o segredo do sucesso de Nestum? Em primeiro lugar, o seu posicionamento como o primeiro produto indicado para o pequeno almoço; em segundo lugar, a apresentação do produto sob a forma de flocos de cereais (dado que, até então, a oferta que existia no mercado era em pó).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 1971, é lançada no nosso mercado a variedade que revolucionou por completo o desempenho da categoria: Nestum com Sabor a Mel, onde se juntaram dois dos ingredientes preferidos de então;- Mel e Cereais.  Em 1981, Nestum introduziu o sabor a Chocolate, um dos preferidos pelas crianças, e Alperce, um novo sabor a fruta. Continuando a aposta em sabores culturalmente vincados e ao gosto de todos nós, a Nestlé apostou mais uma vez em frutos mediterrâneos, adicionando as amêndoas ao já consensual sabor a mel, criando assim mais uma nova variedade: Nestum Mel e Amêndoas.&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/8448291334894914164-4297579497676386656?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4297579497676386656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4297579497676386656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4297579497676386656'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9ZsbDZVOZI/AAAAAAAABv8/NIqA6Xs1ddM/s320/DSC03321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176444033732786578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9ZsbjZVOaI/AAAAAAAABwE/VjVoFfN8dJA/s1600-h/DSC03322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9ZsbjZVOaI/AAAAAAAABwE/VjVoFfN8dJA/s320/DSC03322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176444042322721186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8448291334894914164-1109112026634008325?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1109112026634008325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1109112026634008325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1109112026634008325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1109112026634008325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9ZsbDZVOZI/AAAAAAAABv8/NIqA6Xs1ddM/s72-c/DSC03321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-9122832997058191377</id><published>2008-03-10T11:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:44:45.811Z</updated><title type='text'>Playin' on my radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pdFYfQIua8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pdFYfQIua8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-9122832997058191377?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6526278959036523078</id><published>2008-03-08T14:11:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:15:28.917Z</updated><title type='text'>International Women's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9KfAzZVOQI/AAAAAAAABu0/d9c3Cn-FSgk/s1600-h/woman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9KfAzZVOQI/AAAAAAAABu0/d9c3Cn-FSgk/s200/woman.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175373757947394306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;International Women's Day (8 March) is an occasion marked by women's groups around the world.  This date is also commemorated at the United Nations and is designated in many countries as a national holiday.  When women on all continents, often divided by national boundaries and by ethnic, linguistic, cultural, economic and political differences, come together to celebrate their Day, they can look back to a tradition that represents at least nine decades of struggle for equality, justice, peace and development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International Women's Day is the story of ordinary women as makers of history; it is rooted in the centuries-old struggle of women to participate in society on an equal footing with men.  In ancient Greece, Lysistrata initiated a sexual strike against men in order to end war; during the French Revolution, Parisian women calling for "liberty, equality, fraternity" marched on Versailles to demand women's suffrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of an International Women's Day first arose at the turn of the century, which in the industrialized world was a period of expansion and turbulence, booming population growth and radical ideologies.&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/8448291334894914164-6526278959036523078?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6526278959036523078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6526278959036523078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6526278959036523078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6526278959036523078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/international-womens-day.html' title='International Women&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9KfAzZVOQI/AAAAAAAABu0/d9c3Cn-FSgk/s72-c/woman.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5599414853507639117</id><published>2008-03-07T12:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:33:28.230Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9E2BzZVOOI/AAAAAAAABuk/YVuqsDK9Wjc/s1600-h/round.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9E2BzZVOOI/AAAAAAAABuk/YVuqsDK9Wjc/s400/round.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174976851429636322" 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/8448291334894914164-5599414853507639117?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5599414853507639117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5599414853507639117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5599414853507639117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5599414853507639117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R9E2BzZVOOI/AAAAAAAABuk/YVuqsDK9Wjc/s72-c/round.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-794492451429924851</id><published>2008-03-05T22:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:22:27.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Promise Kept</title><content type='html'>I'm back into action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R88c8NjElLI/AAAAAAAABuE/FzFvLrcFJjI/s1600-h/Taekwondo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R88c8NjElLI/AAAAAAAABuE/FzFvLrcFJjI/s400/Taekwondo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174386317626479794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-794492451429924851?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/794492451429924851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=794492451429924851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/794492451429924851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/794492451429924851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/promise-kept.html' title='Promise Kept'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R88c8NjElLI/AAAAAAAABuE/FzFvLrcFJjI/s72-c/Taekwondo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8002895263844829583</id><published>2008-03-03T12:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-03T12:43:36.173Z</updated><title type='text'>Portugal aos olhos do Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No mapa de Portugal do Financial Times de 13 de Outubro de 2007, Portugal restringe-se a quatro cidades numa região que se chama "Algarve" (Praia da Luz, Lagos, Albufeira e Faro). O restante é Espanha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ilustração aparece em duas páginas inteiras do jornal, que é apenas um jornal de referência mundial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8vyGnfVBiI/AAAAAAAABt8/7Tgoot_yW2s/s1600-h/carte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8vyGnfVBiI/AAAAAAAABt8/7Tgoot_yW2s/s320/carte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173494792458667554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fonte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://meusflashes.blogspot.com/2008/02/mapa-de-portugal-segundo-os-ingleses.htmlhttp://meusflashes.blogspot.com/2008/02/mapa-de-portugal-segundo-os-ingleses.html"&gt;Flash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-8002895263844829583?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8002895263844829583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8002895263844829583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8002895263844829583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8002895263844829583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/portugal-aos-olhos-do-mundo.html' title='Portugal aos olhos do Mundo'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8vyGnfVBiI/AAAAAAAABt8/7Tgoot_yW2s/s72-c/carte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5430833656946211181</id><published>2008-03-01T12:12:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:18:24.336Z</updated><title type='text'>Beer Day (in Iceland)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beer Day in Iceland marks the abolition, on 1 March 1989, of a 75-year long prohibition of beer. Making up for lost time, the citizens of Reykjavik indulge in a beer spree on the same day each year. Highly festive celebrations are held at pubs, restaurants, and clubs all around Reykjavik and the festivities continue long into the night. A “runtur” (bar crawl) is a popular way of getting to know the various bars and beers in this city famous for its hedonistic nightlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8lJWHfVBgI/AAAAAAAABts/qRzhXO6ibb0/s1600-h/Beer+add1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8lJWHfVBgI/AAAAAAAABts/qRzhXO6ibb0/s320/Beer+add1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172746291328124418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Beer, or not to Beer, that is the question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5430833656946211181?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5430833656946211181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5430833656946211181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5430833656946211181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5430833656946211181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/beer-day-in-iceland.html' title='Beer Day (in Iceland)'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8lJWHfVBgI/AAAAAAAABts/qRzhXO6ibb0/s72-c/Beer+add1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8250109970164475087</id><published>2008-02-29T14:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:25:36.542Z</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Today is My Car's Birthday! Eheheh It left the "car factory" on a leap year, which means that it only gets older every 4 years! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-8250109970164475087?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8250109970164475087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8250109970164475087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8250109970164475087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8250109970164475087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_29.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7568761767535393767</id><published>2008-02-27T20:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:46:18.179Z</updated><title type='text'>Por onde tenho andado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fui &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;convocada &lt;/span&gt;para passar estes últimos dias numa formação da univa, cujo tema é "técnicas de procura de emprego". Até aqui nada de mais, mas se eu vos disser que a formação é no Centro da Juventude de Oeiras &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;porque sou de Cascais,&lt;/span&gt; (se eu fosse de Oeiras, a formação era em Porto Salvo), as coisas começam a fazer muito mais sentido... cof...cof... Anyway, a aventura começa no primeiro dia, em que decidi ir um bocadinho mais cedo para ainda ter tempo de tomar um café: apanhei um acidente pelo caminho, demorei 55min de casa a Oeiras; o centro abre à hora que a formação devia começar e é uma antiga escola. Tem, portanto, half-pipes, matrecos, ping pong, etc... mas não tem bar! Descobri, porém, uma máquina de café caseiro à entrada da casa de banho, mas a máquina não dá troco e só tem 1 opção para café (eu tomo descafeinado). Nas imediações... temos um café a 500m do local,  uma capela do outro lado da rua e acho que não me falta mais nada... Têm sido uns dias animados LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos com uma imagem daquilo que tem sido o meu poiso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8XKIm3fCTI/AAAAAAAABtc/OKo84vv_ojs/s1600-h/mapa_centro_juventude.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8XKIm3fCTI/AAAAAAAABtc/OKo84vv_ojs/s200/mapa_centro_juventude.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171761996325914930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8XJym3fCRI/AAAAAAAABtM/SiBH5fUdRBo/s1600-h/centro_juventude.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8XJym3fCRI/AAAAAAAABtM/SiBH5fUdRBo/s320/centro_juventude.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171761618368792850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8448291334894914164-7568761767535393767?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7568761767535393767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7568761767535393767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7568761767535393767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7568761767535393767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/comdia.html' title='Por onde tenho andado?'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8XKIm3fCTI/AAAAAAAABtc/OKo84vv_ojs/s72-c/mapa_centro_juventude.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7332024850785866183</id><published>2008-02-25T09:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:20:08.088Z</updated><title type='text'>One year ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exactly one year ago, I landed in Amsterdam… The city where everything is allowed, and where I was going to live for seven months! At the beginning it was the strngest feeling in the world: to leave my place, go to a different country, different language, different people, knowing no one, having no place to stay, and worse…. It was Sunday! Who knows Netherlands, also knows that on Sunday everything is closed, even supermarkets, stores, coffee shops and restaurants. I thought I was lost, I was going to meet someone that I never did before, and I just knew from msn picture! Everything went ok, and now I see that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I had the time of my life”&lt;/span&gt;…. If it was today, I would do everything the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;MISS YOU ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8KEiW3fCOI/AAAAAAAABs0/ipRJXOoSohQ/s1600-h/DSC08676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8KEiW3fCOI/AAAAAAAABs0/ipRJXOoSohQ/s320/DSC08676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170841047963470050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My first Train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8KEi23fCPI/AAAAAAAABs8/S60c3Te02I4/s1600-h/DSC08682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8KEi23fCPI/AAAAAAAABs8/S60c3Te02I4/s320/DSC08682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170841056553404658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My First Stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8KEjG3fCQI/AAAAAAAABtE/Zc5TImXYMmA/s1600-h/DSC08694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8KEjG3fCQI/AAAAAAAABtE/Zc5TImXYMmA/s320/DSC08694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170841060848371970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My First Dinner&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/8448291334894914164-7332024850785866183?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7332024850785866183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7332024850785866183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7332024850785866183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7332024850785866183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-year-ago.html' title='One year ago...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8KEiW3fCOI/AAAAAAAABs0/ipRJXOoSohQ/s72-c/DSC08676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2679867185731999528</id><published>2008-02-23T14:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-23T14:30:45.682Z</updated><title type='text'>Recomeçar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8At-W3fCMI/AAAAAAAABsk/Pnb3j7fdPEM/s1600-h/1188825889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8At-W3fCMI/AAAAAAAABsk/Pnb3j7fdPEM/s200/1188825889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170182921534769346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não importa onde tu paraste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em que momento da vida te cansaste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O que importa é que é sempre possível e necessário &lt;strong&gt;RECOMEÇAR&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recomeçar é dar uma nova hipótese a ti mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É renovar as esperanças na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E o mais importante: &lt;strong&gt;ACREDITAR&lt;/strong&gt; em ti de novo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sofreste muito? Foi aprendizagem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Choraste muito? Foi limpeza da alma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sentiste raiva das pessoas? Foi para perdoá-las um dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sentiste-te só? É porque também fechaste a porta para os outros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acreditaste que tudo estava perdido? Foi o início da tua melhora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agora, é hora de iniciar, de pensar na luz, de encontrar prazer nas coisas simples... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recomeçar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E hoje é sempre um bom dia para começar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Novos desafios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Onde tu queres chegar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonha alto&lt;/strong&gt;, quer o melhor do melhor, quer coisas boas para a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pensamentos assim trazem para nós aquilo que desejamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;desejarmos fortemente o melhor, e principalmente lutarmos pelo melhor, o melhor vai se instalar na nossa vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Porque como disse o poeta Alberto Caeiro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"..eu sou do tamanho do que vejo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não do tamanho da minha altura..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Adaptado de &lt;strong&gt;Paulo Roberto Gaefke (e roubado &lt;a href="http://shake-the-world.blogspot.com/2008/01/recomear.html"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2679867185731999528?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2679867185731999528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2679867185731999528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2679867185731999528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2679867185731999528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/recomear.html' title='Recomeçar'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R8At-W3fCMI/AAAAAAAABsk/Pnb3j7fdPEM/s72-c/1188825889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7475017936297094663</id><published>2008-02-22T17:25:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:32:44.989Z</updated><title type='text'>E assim nasceu a Casa da Guia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R78F-23fCKI/AAAAAAAABsU/A9J81OWhU80/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R78F-23fCKI/AAAAAAAABsU/A9J81OWhU80/s200/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169857474682882210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Era assim que dizíamos &lt;st1:personname productid="em família. Apenas" st="on"&gt;em família.&lt;b&gt; Apenas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;b&gt; "A Guia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;A construção da casa levou muitos anos. Só os &lt;b&gt;alicerces, estiveram à vista 9 (nove) anos&lt;/b&gt;! A Guia foi &lt;b&gt;inaugurada em 1895&lt;/b&gt; pelo meu avô materno, &lt;b&gt;D. José Saldanha Oliveira e Souza&lt;/b&gt; (Rio Maior). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A sua mulher, minha avó Bárbara Tavares Proença não chegou a habitá-la, porque morreu em 1889. Quando este adoeceu, o avó José era muito amigo do Pasteur (este em França), que lhe aconselhou os ares da &lt;b&gt;z&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;ona da Guia&lt;/b&gt;, onde passava a &lt;b&gt;"Corrente do Golf Stream"&lt;/b&gt; e donde as andorinhas nunca saiam, verão ou inverno. O avô comprou várias parcelas, juntou-as com todas as autorizações, até de S. Majestade o Rei D. Carlos, Chefe do Estado, construiu a casa. A chamada "banheira" nome tão engraçado e nunca "piscina" como estranhos dizem, foi feita nessa ocasião, a tiros de dinamite, assim como a cisterna, a cocheira e a c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;asa dos caseiros. Desgostoso, viúvo com 5(cinco) filhos tão pequenos, o meu avô alugou a casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Primeiros Inquilinos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Casal Bleck com seus filhos - avós por exemplo da Teresa Lousã (hoje Condessa de Antas). Estiveram 4 anos seguidos com muito conforto. O recheio da casa era na maioria do meu avô José, que o deixou assim como o da casa de S. Martinho do Porto, à sua filha Isabel (que foi Freira Dominicana). Minha mãe, futura Condessa das Alcáçovas e seus 4 irmãos, também vieram para a &lt;b&gt;Guia&lt;/b&gt;, no verão, por 2 vezes em pequenos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Segundos Inquilinos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;: Mª Amalia e Leonor de Carvalho Daun e Lorena (solteiras) alugaram a "Guia" por algum tempo para mudarem de are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;s. Mais tarde, dizia a minha mãe, o nosso parente Dr. António de Lancastre, médico da familia Real: "Foi o melhor sanatório que possa ter dado aos seus 14 filhos, estes ares da Guia, todos os Verões."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Terceiros Inquilinos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;: José Posser de Andrade e sua mulher, Maria Candida de S. Romão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Minha mãe passou, na Guia, a &lt;b&gt;lua-de-mel e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;m &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="1900. A" st="on"&gt;1900&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; rir, contava que certa vez a cozinheira, de chapéu, entrou na sala a dizer que se ia embora: &lt;/span&gt;"Que aquele ermo era muito longe de Cascais, não ganhava para as solas"&lt;/b&gt;. Mais tarde, o avô emprestou a casa aos meus pais por várias vezes. Morreu em &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="1912. A" st="on"&gt;1912. A&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; Guia, &lt;b&gt;considerada muito longe, &lt;/b&gt;ninguém a queria. Ficou para a minha mãe no ano em que nasceu o seu 9º bébé em Sintra, a minha irmã Teresa (Viscondessa da Corte).O pai depois, fez grandes obras, pelo &lt;b&gt;Arquitecto Vilaça&lt;/b&gt; que fez a casa dos Monte Real. Embelezou-a com azulejos e fez uma grande plantação de cedros e pinheiros. Plantava por ano centenas deles e só vingavam 5 (cinco). Nasceram na Guia, em 26/9/1910 as minhas irmãs, Maria da Piedade c.c Dr. Domingos de Câmara Pinto Coelho e em 21/8/1922, Madalena c.c Carlos de Castilho Santos Silva. Com esta era a 13ª dos filhos, foi tal a festa que os irmãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; espalharam pela estrada fora, areia encarnada. Não existia a casa mais divertida. A luz das velas e petróleo com os da casa, 10 criados, 4 mestras internas de quatro nacionalidades diferentes, durante a guerra de &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="14 a" st="on"&gt;14 a&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; 18, nunca houve discussões, dizia a mãe. Dormiram lá também os primos direitos - os 8 Lavradio e Rio Maior - e no tempo que não havia frigorifico nem máquinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ninguém faltava à Missa e ao Terço diário.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sobre os Azulejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Os Azulejos &lt;b&gt;da escada, do alpendre e da entrada&lt;/b&gt; eram da Capela da Rua de São Bento, do &lt;b&gt;Palácio da Flôr da Murta&lt;/b&gt;. O pai, Conde das Alcáçovas, comprou-os com licença de sua Excelência o Cardeal Patriarca Mendes Belo. Os d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o &lt;b&gt;frontal da janela da Casa de Jantar&lt;/b&gt; e os &lt;b&gt;restantes das duas salas&lt;/b&gt;, foram adquiridos no &lt;b&gt;Alentejo&lt;/b&gt; em caixotes pela viúva de Portugal (&lt;b&gt;bric á brac das Janelas Verdes&lt;/b&gt;) e o meu pai comprou-lhos sem ver como eram. &lt;b&gt;Séc.XVII&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A Guia foi &lt;b&gt;inaugrada em 1895&lt;/b&gt; e foi sua última dona, D. Mª Teresa de Saldanha Oliveira e Souza (Rio Maior), Condessa das Alcáçovas que morreu em 1973.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Gozou dela 78 anos, todos os verões, com os seus 14 filhos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;1 de Julho de 1994.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonor de Lencastre Oliveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R78GuW3fCLI/AAAAAAAABsc/mexZg2q6YB8/s1600-h/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R78GuW3fCLI/AAAAAAAABsc/mexZg2q6YB8/s320/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169858290726668466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-7475017936297094663?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7475017936297094663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7475017936297094663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7475017936297094663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7475017936297094663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/e-assim-nasceu-casa-da-guia.html' title='E assim nasceu a Casa da Guia'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R78F-23fCKI/AAAAAAAABsU/A9J81OWhU80/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1433258368792566820</id><published>2008-02-20T11:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-20T11:06:14.222Z</updated><title type='text'>Zamburras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/68QknRGjqIQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68QknRGjqIQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange things happen in Portugal....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1433258368792566820?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1433258368792566820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1433258368792566820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1433258368792566820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1433258368792566820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/zamburras.html' title='Zamburras'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1524091312694795268</id><published>2008-02-14T09:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:08:35.148Z</updated><title type='text'>A Revolta do Dia dos Namorados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R7QE2m3fCHI/AAAAAAAABr8/L1ZtuwJf_F8/s1600-h/coracaogelo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R7QE2m3fCHI/AAAAAAAABr8/L1ZtuwJf_F8/s320/coracaogelo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166760008693516402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Não  sei quem inventou a tradição do dia dos namorados; há muitas histórias, muitas  suposições, muitas incógnitas… Para mim, apenas uma coisa é certa: se há 365  dias no ano, porquê marcar um dia específico para estar com as pessoas de quem  gostamos e demonstrá-lo com uma prenda, uma surpresa, ou afim? Não vos parece  tudo muito forçado? As coisas devem ocorrer espontaneamente! As surpresas são  boas quando, como o próprio nome indica, são &lt;strong&gt;surpresa&lt;/strong&gt;! Quando  não se está à espera. Também o fim de ano me irrita de certo modo… Toda a gente  tem de estar bem disposta, toda a gente tem de vestir roupa nova, toda a gente  tem de ter um sorriso rasgado na cara, toda a gente tem de se divertir. E se  acordarmos de mau humor? Não temos o direito de ficar em casa, sossegados, sem  sermos depois apontados e &lt;i style=""&gt;gozados&lt;/i&gt; por  não termos celebrado o &lt;em&gt;reveillon&lt;/em&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No dia  dos namorados, quem não está numa relação tende a combinar um jantar com os  amigos, vulgo jantar de encalhados. No entanto lá por uma pessoa estar sozinha,  não é, necessariamente, uma encalhada… É estúpido rotular as pessoas por “não  satisfazerem as condições” para celebrar determinadas datas... mas a sociedade  em que vivemos é assim mesmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Já  agora, para finalizar, Feliz dia dos Namorados (a quem obedece aos requisitos  mínimos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1524091312694795268?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1524091312694795268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1524091312694795268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1524091312694795268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1524091312694795268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/revolta-do-dia-dos-namorados.html' title='A Revolta do Dia dos Namorados'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R7QE2m3fCHI/AAAAAAAABr8/L1ZtuwJf_F8/s72-c/coracaogelo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6013987497552625797</id><published>2008-02-13T15:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:21:49.930Z</updated><title type='text'>O que é de facto significativo??</title><content type='html'>O filho que muitas vezes não limpa o quarto e está a ver televisão, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que está em casa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A desordem que tenho que limpar depois de uma festa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que estivemos rodeados de familiares e amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As roupas que me estão apertadas, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que tenho mais do que o suficiente para comer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho que tenho a limpar a casa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que a tenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As queixas que escuto acerca do governo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que tenho liberdade de expressão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não encontro estacionamento,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; significa que tenho carro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os gritos das crianças, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que posso ouvir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cansaço no final do dia, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que posso trabalhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O despertador que me acorda todas as manhãs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que estou vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente pela quantidade de mensagens que recebo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;significa que tenho amigos a pensar em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUANDO PENSARES QUE A VIDA TE CORRE MAL LÊ OUTRA VEZ ISTO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-6013987497552625797?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6013987497552625797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6013987497552625797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6013987497552625797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6013987497552625797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-que-de-facto-significativo.html' title='O que é de facto significativo??'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2303941844161491347</id><published>2008-02-13T14:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:54:23.929Z</updated><title type='text'>Amigos há muitos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R7MEe23fCFI/AAAAAAAABro/rqMCYKSzRKU/s1600-h/amizade-m1%282%29-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R7MEe23fCFI/AAAAAAAABro/rqMCYKSzRKU/s400/amizade-m1%282%29-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166478125694912594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amigos Falsos: Nunca te pedem comida&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: São a razão para que nunca tenhas comida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Tratam os teus pais por Sr. E Sra.&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Tratam os teus pais por PAI e MÃE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Tiram-te da prisão e dizem que o que tu fizeste foi errado&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Sentam-se ao pé de ti e dizem: M****.…Tamos f******…mas esta m**** é divertida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Nunca te vêem chorar&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Choram contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Levam coisas tuas emprestadas e devolvem-te-as&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Ficam com as tuas coisas durante tanto tempo que se esquecem que são tuas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Sabem algumas coisas sobre ti&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Podiam escrever um livro sobre ti com frases que tu próprio dirias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Batem à porta e perguntam se podem entrar&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Entram logo e dizem: “Estou em casaaa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: São amigos por momentos&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: São amigos para toda a vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Tiram-te a bebida quando acham que já bebeste demais&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Olham para ti e dizem: Bebe essa m**** toda! Sabes que nós nunca desperdiçamos bebidas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Falsos: Fala mal de ti com aqueles que falam mal de ti também&lt;br /&gt;Amigos Verdadeiros: Manda os que falam mal de ti para o c******!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2303941844161491347?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2303941844161491347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2303941844161491347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2303941844161491347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2303941844161491347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/amigos-h-muitos.html' title='Amigos há muitos...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R7MEe23fCFI/AAAAAAAABro/rqMCYKSzRKU/s72-c/amizade-m1%282%29-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2486625010423205460</id><published>2008-02-09T21:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-09T21:51:10.845Z</updated><title type='text'>Fado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje à tarde passei pelo Bairro Alto..... Lembrei-me que não costumo ouvir fado e redimi-me quando cheguei a casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kl6Wc1hZqWw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kl6Wc1hZqWw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma explicação popular para a origem do fado de Lisboa remete para os cânticos dos Mouros, que permaneceram no bairro da Mouraria, na cidade de Lisboa após a reconquista Cristã. A dolência e a melancolia, tão comuns no Fado, teriam sido herdadas daqueles cantos. No entanto, tal explicação é ingénua de uma perspectiva etnomusicológica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais plausivelmente, a origem do fado parece despontar da imensa popularidade nos séculos XVIII e XIX da Modinha, e da sua síntese popular com outros géneros afins, como o Lundu, no então rico caldo de culturas presentes em Lisboa, tendo como resultado a extraordinária canção urbana conhecida como "fado".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2486625010423205460?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2486625010423205460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2486625010423205460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6riyRYcDNI/AAAAAAAABrA/FK140TCb2x0/s1600-h/418346429_d0c799c9fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6riyRYcDNI/AAAAAAAABrA/FK140TCb2x0/s320/418346429_d0c799c9fb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164189276020935890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not so far from you,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little way beyond;&lt;br /&gt;Past the cares and past the pain,&lt;br /&gt;Far past my earthly bonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel you miss me most,&lt;br /&gt;As years go drifting by;&lt;br /&gt;Each memory will prove to you,&lt;br /&gt;That our love will never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For memories are but a touch,&lt;br /&gt;From the Father's gentle hand;&lt;br /&gt;To heal your pain and mend your hearts,&lt;br /&gt;To help you understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That while I left you far too soon,&lt;br /&gt;I did not leave alone;&lt;br /&gt;For the Father sent His angels,&lt;br /&gt;To gently take me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take comfort when you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;Keep my love alive in your heart;&lt;br /&gt;And with the warmth of each memory,&lt;br /&gt;We will never be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allison Chambers Coxsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;©1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5543920711223434421?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6pA9hYcDJI/AAAAAAAABqg/L4Y1lZdqQWM/s1600-h/Diapositivo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6pA9hYcDJI/AAAAAAAABqg/L4Y1lZdqQWM/s400/Diapositivo1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164011348410764434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6pA_hYcDKI/AAAAAAAABqo/VEEtgqZfzsM/s1600-h/Diapositivo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6pA_hYcDKI/AAAAAAAABqo/VEEtgqZfzsM/s400/Diapositivo2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164011382770502818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Obrigada Parola! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6sjxRYcDOI/AAAAAAAABrI/2X2OUVKI0m4/s400/bebida027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164260727096872162" 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/8448291334894914164-6008874232775112049?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6008874232775112049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6008874232775112049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6008874232775112049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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selling album ever and received critical acclaim, single-handedly transforming Jackson into his generation's Elvis, making him the "late 20th century's pre-eminent pop icon" and remaining his most celebrated musical achievement. It still retains a special position in American culture. In the 1980s, TIME magazine claimed "The numbers, which are incredible, are also becoming indelible. How many Beatles were there? How many homers did Babe Ruth hit? How many Grammy Awards did Michael Jackson win on Feb. 28? How many copies of Thriller have been sold? Well, the Grammys are easy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Videoclip Ever (Short Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LUgJxAN5768&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LUgJxAN5768&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Full version in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=AtyJbIOZjS8"&gt; http://youtube.com/watch?v=AtyJbIOZjS8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2641039730176662601?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2641039730176662601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2641039730176662601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2641039730176662601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2641039730176662601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/25th-anniversary.html' title='25th Anniversary'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5716500019442713132</id><published>2008-01-31T21:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:42:57.273Z</updated><title type='text'>An Afternoon at Lisbon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6JAxRYcDGI/AAAAAAAABqI/klZgmn7PAF8/s1600-h/Diapositivo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6JAxRYcDGI/AAAAAAAABqI/klZgmn7PAF8/s400/Diapositivo1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161759338143681634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6758651971837785589</id><published>2008-01-30T18:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:01:42.440Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6DJhRYcChI/AAAAAAAABk4/Ins1RrchXso/s1600-h/DSC03195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R6DJhRYcChI/AAAAAAAABk4/Ins1RrchXso/s320/DSC03195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161346746405358098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 6PM, from Guincho, Sintra looked like this....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-6758651971837785589?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I bought new sunglasses.... Heart-shaped sunglasses to be precise! Of course that after buying them I wore them all day, and I realised that it's amazing how people react! Everyone looks and smile, it's nice to think that I can bright someone's day, or at least make them smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE TO EVERYONE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-4207025725769955455?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4207025725769955455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4207025725769955455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4207025725769955455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4207025725769955455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/fashion.html' title='Fashion'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R54mIRYcCgI/AAAAAAAABkw/4ddmiUcY_Vg/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-4222894844531610216</id><published>2008-01-28T11:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:35:14.860Z</updated><title type='text'>He´s a Hero!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hr3tsMCrQgo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hr3tsMCrQgo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "I just want to let you know that I'm going to win one million dollars!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-4222894844531610216?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4222894844531610216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4222894844531610216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4222894844531610216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4222894844531610216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/hes-hero.html' title='He´s a Hero!!'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-4980361090431542443</id><published>2008-01-28T09:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:37:28.509Z</updated><title type='text'>LEGO's 50 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R52iKBYcCfI/AAAAAAAABko/lHuDwsP9Si0/s1600-h/lego-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R52iKBYcCfI/AAAAAAAABko/lHuDwsP9Si0/s320/lego-logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160459041089784306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Children all over the world have played with LEGO bricks for the past 50 years, and LEGO is still right at the top of many wish lists – just as it always has been. Industry and trade associations also recognize the LEGO success. Just before the turn of the millennium the LEGO brick was voted “Toy of the Century”, one of the highest awards in the toy industry, by both Fortune Magazine in the US and the British Association of Toy Retailers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LEGO history began in 1932 in Denmark, when Ole Kirk Christansen founded a small factory for wooden toys in the unknown town of Billund in the south of the country. To find a name for his company he organized a competition among his employees. As fate would have it however, he himself came up with the best name: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEGO – a fusion of the Danish words “LEg” and “GOdt” (“play well”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Barely 15 years later Christiansen discovered plastic as the ideal material for toy production, and in 1949 he developed the LEGO brick prototype, which continues to excite countless children and adults to this very day. Over the years he perfected the brick, which is still the basis of the entire LEGO game and building system today. Of course there have been small adjustments in shape, colour and design from time to time, but today’s LEGO bricks still fit bricks from 1958.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Production of LEGO bricks with Acrylonitrile Butadine Styrene (ABS) began in 1963. This matt finish plastic is extremely hard, has a scratch and bite-resistant surface, and is ideal for keeping the bricks connected. LEGO labs regularly monitor the high quality of the ABS for the bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEGO bricks are produced in special plants in Denmark, the Czech Republic and Mexico. The ABS compound is not delivered in a liquid form, but rather as granules, which are heated to 232° C until they melt. Injection moulding machines weighing up to 150 tons then press the hot and “gooey” plastic mass into LEGO brick shapes. The shapes dry and harden and, voilà – you have the famous LEGO brick!&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/8448291334894914164-4980361090431542443?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4980361090431542443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4980361090431542443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4980361090431542443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4980361090431542443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/legos-50-years.html' title='LEGO&apos;s 50 years!'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R52iKBYcCfI/AAAAAAAABko/lHuDwsP9Si0/s72-c/lego-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7629355107045744326</id><published>2008-01-27T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-27T18:16:01.885Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is the International Holocaust Remembrance Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resolution urges every member of united nations to honor the memory of Holocaust victims and encourages the development of educational programs about Holocaust history as part of the resolve to help prevent future acts of genocide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There can be no reversing the unique tragedy of the Holocaust. It must be remembered, with shame and horror, for as long as human memory continues. Only by remembering can we pay fitting tribute to the victims. Millions of innocent Jews and members of other minorities were murdered in the most barbarous ways imaginable. We must never forget those men, women and children, or their agony. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;—United Nations Secretary-General Kofi Annan, January 27, 2006. &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/8448291334894914164-7629355107045744326?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7629355107045744326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7629355107045744326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7629355107045744326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7629355107045744326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-is-international-holocaust.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7993764962168174784</id><published>2008-01-25T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:19:59.532Z</updated><title type='text'>Bar do Guincho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5mq2BYcCbI/AAAAAAAABkI/G10JAgcPfzU/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5mq2BYcCbI/AAAAAAAABkI/G10JAgcPfzU/s320/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159342693190207922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Bar do Guincho existe há cerca de 21 anos (1987), e apesar de sempre ter proporcionado um ambiente agradável aos seus clientes, só há sete anos começou a funcionar em pleno. Foi construída uma sala interior com lareira, decorada de forma simples, mas agradável. A madeira foi o material escolhido para a remodelação e decoração do local, que hoje apresenta um aspecto rústico e acolhedor. A mesa de matraquilhos, por sua vez, é a distracção favorita dos mais novos. Os jovens são uma presença constante por aquelas bandas, embora o bar seja frequentado por pessoas de diferentes faixas etárias, que vão ao encontro de momentos de prazer e descontracção. Entre os clientes habituais, destacam-se algumas caras conhecidas dos ecrãs de         televisão. É o caso de Rodrigues Guedes de Carvalho, Margarida Marante, Emídio Rangel, Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa, entre outros. Com vista para o mar e música ambiente escolhida a preceito, a esplanada do Bar do Guincho recebe com simpatia quem por lá passa e mantém as portas abertas durante todo o ano. O bar situa-se junto ao areal, na entrada norte da praia do Guincho. Com duas varandas viradas para o mar, é um local privilegiado para observar o pôr-do-sol, que é, sem dúvida, a melhor hora para aí descansar, conversar ou ler um livro. O sol marca presença todo o dia, tal como o vento que sopra de norte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-7993764962168174784?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7993764962168174784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7993764962168174784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7993764962168174784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7993764962168174784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/bar-do-guincho.html' title='Bar do Guincho'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5mq2BYcCbI/AAAAAAAABkI/G10JAgcPfzU/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8606285911377829045</id><published>2008-01-24T12:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:41:23.653Z</updated><title type='text'>Three little birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/30YAHiJ3jKA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/30YAHiJ3jKA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-8606285911377829045?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8606285911377829045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8606285911377829045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8606285911377829045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8606285911377829045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/three-little-birds.html' title='Three little birds'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-9037969796667700122</id><published>2008-01-23T11:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T11:26:58.527Z</updated><title type='text'>Chicletes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5ckdBYcCaI/AAAAAAAABkA/9d-25WyhQro/s1600-h/chiclets_hi_res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5ckdBYcCaI/AAAAAAAABkA/9d-25WyhQro/s320/chiclets_hi_res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158631979181935010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tradicionalmente é produzido a partir do látex de uma árvore denominada chicle (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"TCHI - CLÉ" que quer dizer Tchi=boca e Clé=movimento&lt;/span&gt;), um produto natural. A origem do hábito de mascar chiclete surgiu entre os Maias, no México, que mascavam uma goma obtida de um látex que escorria de cortes de uma árvore conhecida como Sapota zapotilla, hábito que os Astecas posteriormente assimilaram. século XIX, Antonio López de Santa Anna (presidente e general mexicano exilado nos EUA) levou para a América do norte uma resina cremosa (látex) a que chamavam chicle. Apresentou-a a Thomas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adams &lt;/span&gt;Jr, um fotógrafo e inventor nova-iorquino, que tentou, sem sucesso, vulcanizá-la, utilizando-a depois para o fabrico de pastilhas elásticas que se tornaram um sucesso. Mais tarde, melhorou-lhes o sabor, acrescentando um pouco de licor, o que agradou aos seus clientes. Industrialmente, a produção do chiclete iniciou-se em 1872 quando o americano Thomas Adams Jr iniciou a venda de pedaços de cera parafinada com alcaçuz. As duas grandes guerras mundiais, principalmente a segunda, contribuíram para o aumento da popularidade da pastilha elástica, não só nos EUA mas também um pouco por todo o mundo. Era tida como terapia relaxante para o stress diário de que as pessoas eram vítimas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-9037969796667700122?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9037969796667700122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=9037969796667700122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/9037969796667700122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/9037969796667700122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/chicletes.html' title='Chicletes'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5ckdBYcCaI/AAAAAAAABkA/9d-25WyhQro/s72-c/chiclets_hi_res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7865160878485176142</id><published>2008-01-22T08:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-22T09:17:15.075Z</updated><title type='text'>Corações com mau feitio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5W0d13thOI/AAAAAAAABjw/x543VS88cHA/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5W0d13thOI/AAAAAAAABjw/x543VS88cHA/s320/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158227372992726242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Está agora a exposição no CCB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O nosso coração é como os dentes, a determinada altura perdemos os de leite e nascem-nos outros. O coração de leite é aquele cómodo com que nascemos e nos acompanha até um determinado momento da existência. Este momento corresponde à fase de incubação, uma espécie de ensaio. Na altura em que perdemos o coração de leite e nos surge um novo, sentimos sempre grandes padecimentos e muito desconforto, todas as nossas referências parecem alterar-se e este novo coração procura criar espaço para existir e estender fortes raízes. Contudo, existem seres teimosos que nunca chegam a mudar de coração. Estes são os que parecem estar dependentes de uma aleitação continuada e viciante, são também os que nunca crescem. Por vezes só com receio de poderem partir a incubadora que os protege do real. Os que parecem poder crescer, são os que têm coragem de mudar de coração, não querendo dizer que o façam realmente, pois ainda há os fingidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O novo coração é próprio de cada um e possui sempre uma espécie de chave secreta de ignição intransmissível. Este novo órgão contém ainda a possibilidade de se decompor e transfigurar de tal modo que pode perder a sua estrutura inicial e, assim, reestruturar-se vezes sem conta e criar para si novos modos de ser, inimagináveis. (...)  O coração enquanto órgão voraz tem por hábito ser capaz de mastigar com prazer e grande vontade. Esta mastigação contudo, não é igual para todos nós. Uns são herbívoros, são mais lentos e são mastigadores de longa duração porque são ruminantes. Outros, pelo contrário, são rápidos e devoram tudo o que mexer à sua frente, estes são os seres carnívoros. Estes hábitos alimentares podem afectar em muito o modo como sentimos e reagimos ao sentir do outro. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É por isso que os corações podem ser tão diversos e diferentes uns dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Alexandra Mesquita)&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/8448291334894914164-7865160878485176142?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7865160878485176142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7865160878485176142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7865160878485176142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7865160878485176142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/coraes-com-mau-feitio.html' title='Corações com mau feitio'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5W0d13thOI/AAAAAAAABjw/x543VS88cHA/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7034616809052565547</id><published>2008-01-21T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:40:20.839Z</updated><title type='text'>Shrek Existiu mesmo</title><content type='html'>Shrek existiu. E falava 14 idiomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5Tltl3thII/AAAAAAAABjA/tBoJ_GBsuPY/s1600-h/1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5Tltl3thII/AAAAAAAABjA/tBoJ_GBsuPY/s200/1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158000044668716162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O personagem de desenho animado que é sucesso em todo mundo foi criado a partir de uma máscara mortuária do francês Maurice Tillet.  Poeta e actor, Tillet nasceu em 1903. Muito inteligente, falava 14 idiomas. Na adolescência, contraiu uma doença rara, chamada acromegalia, que causa a desfiguração de partes do corpo.. A transformação para um quase 'monstro' não o abateu. Ele emigrou para os Estados Unidos e converteu-se num profissional da Luta livre, com o nome de 'Assustador ogre do ringue'.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5Tlt13thJI/AAAAAAAABjI/ofRKxoayA3E/s1600-h/2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5Tlt13thJI/AAAAAAAABjI/ofRKxoayA3E/s200/2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158000048963683474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5TluF3thKI/AAAAAAAABjQ/zHbSa-HAmu0/s1600-h/3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5TluF3thKI/AAAAAAAABjQ/zHbSa-HAmu0/s200/3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158000053258650786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lutou até quando pôde. Morreu em 1954, aos 51 anos, de um ataque cardíaco. Pouco antes, seu parceiro de partidas de xadrez, Bobby Managain, pediu para fazer um lifecast (máscara mortuária) dele. Tillet concordou e Bobby fez cópias em gesso da cabeça do amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5TluF3thLI/AAAAAAAABjY/z0qIGE7dWi4/s1600-h/4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5TluF3thLI/AAAAAAAABjY/z0qIGE7dWi4/s200/4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158000053258650802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma delas foi para o Museu internacional da Luta Livre, em Iowa. A outra foi parar no Hall of Fame do YorkBarbell Building para mostrar os primórdios das formas da luta livre moderna e do halterofilismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foi esta réplica que serviu de modelo para a construção de Shrek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5Tm5V3thNI/AAAAAAAABjo/X2PAr_6uONc/s1600-h/5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5Tm5V3thNI/AAAAAAAABjo/X2PAr_6uONc/s400/5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158001346043806930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8448291334894914164-7034616809052565547?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7034616809052565547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7034616809052565547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7034616809052565547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7034616809052565547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/shrek-existiu-mesmo.html' title='Shrek Existiu mesmo'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5Tltl3thII/AAAAAAAABjA/tBoJ_GBsuPY/s72-c/1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2241331043619065156</id><published>2008-01-21T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:37:05.447Z</updated><title type='text'>Abram alas para mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5SXMV3thHI/AAAAAAAABi4/Ux11AXQq2gI/s1600-h/ctt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5SXMV3thHI/AAAAAAAABi4/Ux11AXQq2gI/s320/ctt4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157913711531099250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vou a caminho dos correios! E não quero lá passar a manhã inteira...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2241331043619065156?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2241331043619065156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2241331043619065156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2241331043619065156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2241331043619065156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/abram-alas-para-mim.html' title='Abram alas para mim'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R5SXMV3thHI/AAAAAAAABi4/Ux11AXQq2gI/s72-c/ctt4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-4542265001365420518</id><published>2008-01-18T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:48:54.637Z</updated><title type='text'>REACH FOR THE STARS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E6cbsFzdBr4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E6cbsFzdBr4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the world, leaves you feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me, I will be there for you&lt;br /&gt;When it seems, all your hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are a million miles away, I will re-assure you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got to all stick together&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are there for each other&lt;br /&gt;Never ever forget that I've got you&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reach  for the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Climb every mountain higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reach for the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Follow your heart's desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reach  for the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when that rainbow's shining over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when your dreams will all come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place, waiting just for you (just for you)&lt;br /&gt;It's a special place, where your dreams all come true&lt;br /&gt;Fly away (fly away), swim the ocean blue (ocean blue)&lt;br /&gt;Drive that open road, leave the past be-hind you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop, gotta keep moving&lt;br /&gt;Your hopes, gotta keep building&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever forget that I've got you&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe in all that you've been told&lt;br /&gt;The sky's the limit you can reach your goal&lt;br /&gt;No one knows just what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nothing you can't be&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole world at your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said (reach)&lt;br /&gt;Climb every mountain (reach)&lt;br /&gt;Reach for the moon (reach)&lt;br /&gt;Follow that rainbow&lt;br /&gt;And your dreams will all come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&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/8448291334894914164-4542265001365420518?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4542265001365420518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4542265001365420518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4542265001365420518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4542265001365420518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/reach-for-stars.html' title='REACH FOR THE STARS!!!'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1460346516076653342</id><published>2008-01-17T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:33:21.005Z</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R49JL13thGI/AAAAAAAABiw/XSs2dNw9ccc/s1600-h/cooking.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R49JL13thGI/AAAAAAAABiw/XSs2dNw9ccc/s200/cooking.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156420566150644834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordei com as minhas qualidades culinárias em alta! Como de costume comecei pelo pequeno-almoço: espremi umas quantas laranjas, fiz um suminho, e acompanhei com torradinhas (feitas com o pão feito pelo Pai). Quando a hora de almoço se aproximava decidi fazer um bolo de iogurte para sobremesa, folhadinhos de queijo para entrada, e como ia almoçar carne assada achei que não era mal pensado fazer um arroz de manteiga, eheheh!! Acho que não vou cozinhar muito mais por hoje&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/8448291334894914164-1460346516076653342?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1460346516076653342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1460346516076653342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1460346516076653342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1460346516076653342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/cooking-day.html' title='Cooking Day'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R49JL13thGI/AAAAAAAABiw/XSs2dNw9ccc/s72-c/cooking.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8488742663557557508</id><published>2008-01-16T22:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:09:00.140Z</updated><title type='text'>Slow Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R46AcV3thFI/AAAAAAAABio/f1oEs1COulM/s1600-h/r_slowdance1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R46AcV3thFI/AAAAAAAABio/f1oEs1COulM/s200/r_slowdance1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156199847781303378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever watched kids&lt;br /&gt;On a merry-go-round?&lt;br /&gt;Or listened to the rain&lt;br /&gt;Slapping on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?&lt;br /&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you run through each day&lt;br /&gt;On the fly?&lt;br /&gt;When you ask How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the reply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done&lt;br /&gt;Do you lie in your bed&lt;br /&gt;With the next hundred chores&lt;br /&gt;Running through your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child,&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;And in your haste,&lt;br /&gt;Not see his sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost to uch,&lt;br /&gt;Let a good friendship die&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never had time&lt;br /&gt;To call and say,"Hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere&lt;br /&gt;You miss half the fun of getting there.&lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry&lt;br /&gt;through your day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like an unopened gift..&lt;br /&gt;Thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race.&lt;br /&gt;Do take it slower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the music&lt;br /&gt;Before the song is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer)&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/8448291334894914164-8488742663557557508?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8488742663557557508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8488742663557557508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8488742663557557508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8488742663557557508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/slow-dance.html' title='Slow Dance'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R46AcV3thFI/AAAAAAAABio/f1oEs1COulM/s72-c/r_slowdance1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5096453042628903539</id><published>2008-01-16T10:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T10:45:49.616Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R43fZV3thCI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Ruy1MES7d9s/s1600-h/bebida004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R43fZV3thCI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Ruy1MES7d9s/s320/bebida004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156022774869623842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Not all chemicals are bad. Without chemicals such as hydrogen and oxygen, for example, there would be no way to make water, a vital ingredient in beer.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5096453042628903539?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5096453042628903539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5096453042628903539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5096453042628903539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5096453042628903539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-all-chemicals-are-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R43fZV3thCI/AAAAAAAABiQ/Ruy1MES7d9s/s72-c/bebida004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6506031257403339198</id><published>2008-01-14T18:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:00:58.213Z</updated><title type='text'>Amigão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ujPF3thBI/AAAAAAAABiI/hfnymTZUpZc/s1600-h/vg-happy-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ujPF3thBI/AAAAAAAABiI/hfnymTZUpZc/s320/vg-happy-birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155393678124876818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(e juizinhooo)&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/8448291334894914164-6506031257403339198?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6506031257403339198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6506031257403339198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6506031257403339198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6506031257403339198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/amigo.html' title='Amigão...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ujPF3thBI/AAAAAAAABiI/hfnymTZUpZc/s72-c/vg-happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-207037900800886039</id><published>2008-01-13T15:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:45:24.758Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ox7F3tg_I/AAAAAAAABh4/eLp60Ug3VEs/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ox7F3tg_I/AAAAAAAABh4/eLp60Ug3VEs/s320/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154987614736843762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1610 &lt;/span&gt;- Galileo Galilei discovers Callisto, 4th moon of Jupiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1930 &lt;/span&gt;- The Mickey Mouse comic strip makes its first appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1938 &lt;/span&gt;- The Church of England accepts the theory of evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1942 &lt;/span&gt;- Henry Ford patents a plastic automobile, which is 30% lighter than a regular car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1942 &lt;/span&gt;- World War II: First use of aircraft ejection seat by a German test pilot in a Heinkel He 280 jet fighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-207037900800886039?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/207037900800886039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=207037900800886039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/207037900800886039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/207037900800886039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/1610-galileo-galilei-discovers-callisto.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ox7F3tg_I/AAAAAAAABh4/eLp60Ug3VEs/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-3333824460143113245</id><published>2008-01-11T22:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:48:09.756Z</updated><title type='text'>Modernices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4fxrV3tg7I/AAAAAAAABhY/sGpo0A6_fb0/s1600-h/logo_skype.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4fxrV3tg7I/AAAAAAAABhY/sGpo0A6_fb0/s200/logo_skype.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154354025456305074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A melhor invenção dos últimos tempos.. Obrigada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Bélgica a 1 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click &lt;/span&gt;de distância&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADOREI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;falar contigo! Há muito tempo que não ficava ao telefone 1h30m!&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/8448291334894914164-3333824460143113245?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3333824460143113245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=3333824460143113245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3333824460143113245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3333824460143113245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/modernices.html' title='Modernices'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4fxrV3tg7I/AAAAAAAABhY/sGpo0A6_fb0/s72-c/logo_skype.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-4018466172893125601</id><published>2008-01-11T15:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:49:21.464Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4eP8l3tg3I/AAAAAAAABgw/BNOowhZ18e8/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4eP8l3tg3I/AAAAAAAABgw/BNOowhZ18e8/s400/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154246569669526386" 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/8448291334894914164-4018466172893125601?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4018466172893125601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4018466172893125601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4018466172893125601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4018466172893125601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4eP8l3tg3I/AAAAAAAABgw/BNOowhZ18e8/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6410030659566180125</id><published>2008-01-11T10:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:29:24.982Z</updated><title type='text'>Língua-Cobra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4dEtF3tgrI/AAAAAAAABes/eJUkJBQcHSk/s1600-h/lingua_cobra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4dEtF3tgrI/AAAAAAAABes/eJUkJBQcHSk/s200/lingua_cobra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154163840009470642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A última moda europeia está a dividir opiniões entre praticantes, pais e especialistas. Trata-se de dividir a língua em dois, para deixar a aparência semelhante à de um réptil. As tatuagens e os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;piercings &lt;/span&gt;nos lábios, umbigo, mamilos e até em partes mais delicadas do corpo já não são nada em comparação com o novo procedimento. De acordo com Shannon Larrat, editor da revista &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Body Modification&lt;/span&gt;, cerca de 2 mil pessoas já possuem a "língua de víbora" na Europa e no Canadá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De acordo com o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terra Espanha&lt;/span&gt;, para que os médicos possam transformar uma língua em duas, é necessário uma avaliação psicológica para assegurar que o paciente está lúcido e que compreende sua escolha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-6410030659566180125?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6410030659566180125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6410030659566180125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6410030659566180125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6410030659566180125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/lngua-cobra.html' title='Língua-Cobra'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4dEtF3tgrI/AAAAAAAABes/eJUkJBQcHSk/s72-c/lingua_cobra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5763507755814596761</id><published>2008-01-10T19:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:30:03.707Z</updated><title type='text'>Forrobodó</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ZuG13tgoI/AAAAAAAABeU/XJ80n1BrSBE/s1600-h/forro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ZuG13tgoI/AAAAAAAABeU/XJ80n1BrSBE/s200/forro.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153927887391130242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="txtlinkprogramas"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Forróbodó” &lt;/span&gt;é consagrado como o melhor e mais completo programa de forró do Brasil. &lt;/span&gt;O termo   Forró, refere-se a festas que foram transformadas em géneros musicais. O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forrobodó&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“baile ordinário, sem etiqueta”&lt;/span&gt;, também conhecido por arrasta-pé, bate-chinela ou fobó, sempre foi movido por vários tipos de música nordestina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5763507755814596761?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5763507755814596761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5763507755814596761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5763507755814596761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5763507755814596761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/forrobodo.html' title='Forrobodó'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4ZuG13tgoI/AAAAAAAABeU/XJ80n1BrSBE/s72-c/forro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7034359707999575704</id><published>2008-01-09T10:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:13:22.635Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uEP7uti0PDw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uEP7uti0PDw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I thought Europe was a country!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-7034359707999575704?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7034359707999575704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7034359707999575704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7034359707999575704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7034359707999575704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-thought-europe-was-country.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8391841855158226562</id><published>2008-01-08T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:09:24.845Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma Tarde, Um Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4PKTl3tgmI/AAAAAAAABds/HVUHX7XQm84/s1600-h/Cascais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4PKTl3tgmI/AAAAAAAABds/HVUHX7XQm84/s200/Cascais.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153184836574085730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É sempre bom passear em Cascais... Apesar das nuvens que se viam no Céu, o tempo aguentou-se com uma temperatura amena e uma luminosidade fantástica sobre a baía! São estas as tardes que precisamos... Recebemos uma mensagem de um velho amigo para tomar café e acaba-se por passar horas na conversa. Há as novidades,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; que mais ou menos pormenorizadas acabamos por estar sempre a par&lt;/span&gt;, há os projectos, há as palhaçadas e atrofios do costume, há muita coisa... E café?! Nada, niente, nickles batatóides... Pois é, com tanta coisa o café fica perdido no meio da conversa! Enfim... Teresinha, para quando a próxima tarde? :P&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/8448291334894914164-8391841855158226562?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8391841855158226562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8391841855158226562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8391841855158226562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8391841855158226562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/uma-tarde-um-amigo.html' title='Uma Tarde, Um Amigo'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R4PKTl3tgmI/AAAAAAAABds/HVUHX7XQm84/s72-c/Cascais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6744920830097796800</id><published>2008-01-04T19:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:00:55.477Z</updated><title type='text'>A Day Like Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chanblog.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/200417069-0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://chanblog.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/200417069-0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A constipação é uma das doenças mais comuns no mundo &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e não existe cura conhecida&lt;/span&gt; mas apenas se podem tratar os sintomas, não o vírus que os causa. Em média, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uma pessoa pode apanhar duas a cinco constipações por ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Será que o tempo frio causa uma constipação?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Embora muitas pessoas estejam convencidas que uma constipação resulta de exposição ao frio ou de sofrerem um arrefecimento ou aquecimento, os investigadores americanos do NIAID ("National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases") verificaram que estas situações têm pouco ou nenhum efeito no aparecimento ou agravamento duma constipação. Também factores como o exercício, dieta, ou aumento das amígdalas ou dos adenóides parecem não contribuir para o aumento da susceptibilidade às constipações. Por outro lado, a investigação sugere que o stress psicológico, as doenças alérgicas afectando as cavidades nasais ou a faringe (garganta) e os ciclos menstruais podem ter impacto no aumento da susceptibilidade do indivíduo às constipações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-6744920830097796800?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6744920830097796800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6744920830097796800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6744920830097796800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6744920830097796800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-like-today_04.html' title='A Day Like Today...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-911714470268332889</id><published>2008-01-01T09:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-03T09:52:40.160Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.volunteer.blogs.com/winewaves/images/happy_new_year_from_winewaves_dot_com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.volunteer.blogs.com/winewaves/images/happy_new_year_from_winewaves_dot_com.jpg" alt="" 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/8448291334894914164-911714470268332889?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/911714470268332889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=911714470268332889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/911714470268332889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/911714470268332889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1617641124089006533</id><published>2007-12-27T13:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-28T13:22:30.620Z</updated><title type='text'>Os Amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R3OsJV3tglI/AAAAAAAABcw/XzpIUr3r3yI/s1600-h/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R3OsJV3tglI/AAAAAAAABcw/XzpIUr3r3yI/s320/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148648075504222802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;são todos aqueles que estão lá quando nós precisamos. São os que nos estendem a mão, oferecem o ombro ou ajudam a encontrar o caminho quando nos sentimos perdidos. (...) Algumas pessoas ainda acham que os amigos são só para as ocasiões, mas estão muito enganadas. Os amigos também são para todos os dias. (...) Esta mania de achar que não é preciso telefonar, escrever ou aparecer porque os verdadeiros amigos estão sempre lá quando precisamos deles, está completamente obsoleta. Um bom amigo deve ser cultivado, mimado e visitado sempre que possível. (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muitas vezes acontece-nos caminhar através dos anos deixando para trás alguns dos nossos melhores amigos. Temos pena, somos assaltados por um vago sentimento de culpa mas nada fazemos para contrariar os sinais dos tempos. (...) Por tudo isto insisto que vale a pena parar e pensar há quanto tempo não estamos com os nossos melhores amigos. Acima de tudo, descobrir se não estarão mesmo a precisar de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Laurinda Alves in Xis Ideias)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1617641124089006533?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1617641124089006533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1617641124089006533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1617641124089006533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1617641124089006533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/os-amigos.html' title='Os Amigos'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R3OsJV3tglI/AAAAAAAABcw/XzpIUr3r3yI/s72-c/Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7980113152476016717</id><published>2007-12-23T21:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:40:25.029Z</updated><title type='text'>I'll Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are no words or photos to describe our last 23 years! It was strange to leave you at the airport, but I know I'll visit you soon and we'll take much more pictures (to add to the thousands of pictures that we already have)! Together forever! Eheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dd58ac204569b10e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd58ac204569b10e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861882%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B5AE06D3D55B401549541CE76536A1F4526B826.55F08CE6BE05C287268AE4E6AAA56A8BF8764672%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd58ac204569b10e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpBvqM4rcrW07bjFBAWFX0vRjWQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddd58ac204569b10e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861882%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B5AE06D3D55B401549541CE76536A1F4526B826.55F08CE6BE05C287268AE4E6AAA56A8BF8764672%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddd58ac204569b10e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxpBvqM4rcrW07bjFBAWFX0vRjWQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice flight and..... see you soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEIJINHOSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-7980113152476016717?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dd58ac204569b10e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7980113152476016717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7980113152476016717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7980113152476016717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7980113152476016717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/ill-miss-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Miss You'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-4271927482280670925</id><published>2007-12-18T21:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:37:22.984Z</updated><title type='text'>Tricky Restroom Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R2g9bF3tgiI/AAAAAAAABb8/_HffqPObIag/s1600-h/trickyrestroomsignaz9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R2g9bF3tgiI/AAAAAAAABb8/_HffqPObIag/s400/trickyrestroomsignaz9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145430109912400418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(click to enlarge)&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/8448291334894914164-4271927482280670925?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4271927482280670925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=4271927482280670925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4271927482280670925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/4271927482280670925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/tricky-restroom-signs.html' title='Tricky Restroom Signs'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R2g9bF3tgiI/AAAAAAAABb8/_HffqPObIag/s72-c/trickyrestroomsignaz9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2157469228069646309</id><published>2007-12-17T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-17T15:22:17.179Z</updated><title type='text'>English Lessons in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/miSADG9yihM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/miSADG9yihM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-2157469228069646309?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2157469228069646309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2157469228069646309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2157469228069646309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2157469228069646309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/english-lessons-in-japan.html' title='English Lessons in Japan'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7867664945905497462</id><published>2007-12-17T11:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-17T11:33:43.944Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blaugh.com/cartoons/061218_freedom_clause.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://blaugh.com/cartoons/061218_freedom_clause.gif" alt="" 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/8448291334894914164-7867664945905497462?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7867664945905497462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7867664945905497462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7867664945905497462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7867664945905497462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-6257365677568156068</id><published>2007-12-14T10:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:08:28.270Z</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R2JVB13tgfI/AAAAAAAABbk/SBmkuFLC8xw/s1600-h/NEW04B_B_Dear+Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R2JVB13tgfI/AAAAAAAABbk/SBmkuFLC8xw/s200/NEW04B_B_Dear+Santa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143767214539506162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a really nice girl this year. I behaved very, very well and I even graduated. That's why I'm writing you... All I want for Xmas is a nice job! I have my socks hanging in the chimney and my address you already know by heart &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you come here every year.... I know =D)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I left some milk and cookies for your tummy, and also carrots for Rudolph and all the other reindeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-6257365677568156068?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6257365677568156068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6257365677568156068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6257365677568156068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6257365677568156068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R2JVB13tgfI/AAAAAAAABbk/SBmkuFLC8xw/s72-c/NEW04B_B_Dear+Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-2540864102811132943</id><published>2007-12-13T11:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:00:07.398Z</updated><title type='text'>Nós e os nossos genes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bersonuv.com/uploads/RTEmagicC_dna.gif.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bersonuv.com/uploads/RTEmagicC_dna.gif.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;, afinal, não está inteiramente nas nossas mãos, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;também está nos nossos genes&lt;/span&gt;! (...) Podemos dar voltas e voltas a fingir que não temos a teimosia do pai ou os nervos da mãe que, tarde ou cedo acabamos por ser confrontados com essa realidade. Ou para ser mais exacta, com metade dessa realidade uma vez que a medida certa parece ser &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fifty-fifty&lt;/span&gt;. A questão, aliás, nem se prende com a nossa habilidade para ser feliz. (...) Se a teoria dos eruditos da Biologia Molecular que passaram as últimas décadas a pesquisar o DNA de milhares de seres humanos vingar, fica assente que a nossa personalidade é, à nascença, muito mais que um esboço. Assim sendo, em certos aspectos, os nossos pais, avós, professores e amigos podem influenciar tanto o nosso carácter como influenciaram a nossa cor de cabelo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ao que parece é um dado adquirido que 80% da nossa capacidade de ser feliz é ditada pelos genes&lt;/span&gt; e, ao contrário do que possa parecer, não existe um gene para ser astronauta ou futebolista. O que acontece é que, tal como as mãos, os pés e o cérebro, a base da nossa personalidade está formada à nascença. Dá que pensar, não dá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Laurinda Alves - Xis ideias para pensar)&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/8448291334894914164-2540864102811132943?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2540864102811132943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=2540864102811132943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2540864102811132943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/2540864102811132943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/ns-e-os-nossos-genes.html' title='Nós e os nossos genes'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5652222131072378852</id><published>2007-12-11T18:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:59:53.372Z</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Pink... =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.straussercont.com/images/now_present_panther_copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.straussercont.com/images/now_present_panther_copy.gif" alt="" 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/8448291334894914164-5652222131072378852?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5652222131072378852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5652222131072378852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5652222131072378852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5652222131072378852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/feeling-pink-d.html' title='Feeling Pink... =D'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7319331429878598988</id><published>2007-12-10T21:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:46:00.337Z</updated><title type='text'>Um Desabafo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estou triste, e a Su é testemunha! 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Well, it's not good but still.. there is enough time to travel and hang out with friends. Destination: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BERLIN&lt;/span&gt;! It was cold... really cold, but the city is simply amazing... 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I´m in Germany!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-3098850605762948131?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3098850605762948131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=3098850605762948131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3098850605762948131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3098850605762948131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-in-germany.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7050635532587364086</id><published>2007-11-29T09:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:28:21.411Z</updated><title type='text'>LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" 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href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/leave-britney-alone.html' title='LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!!!!'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1470200926767532715</id><published>2007-11-28T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T11:35:54.663Z</updated><title type='text'>The World we live in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MnGtRIZFm1c&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MnGtRIZFm1c&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrested for letting her 6 and 7 year old class name her teddy bear?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1470200926767532715?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1470200926767532715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1470200926767532715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1470200926767532715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1470200926767532715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/worl-we-live-in.html' title='The World we live in...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-1505932198785561503</id><published>2007-11-26T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:20:04.551Z</updated><title type='text'>The world is a potty...</title><content type='html'>... and I can prove that! I'm travelling to Berlin this Friday at 10h, and I just got a call because a friend of mine is travelling at the same time to Paris (we'll meet at the airport), and another friend, that lives in Berlin is travelling at the same plane as I do! Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the sun is back, despite the cold it's good to be outside! I decided to set up a coffee with a friend in the yachting harbour! Life's good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-1505932198785561503?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1505932198785561503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=1505932198785561503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1505932198785561503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/1505932198785561503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/world-is-potty.html' title='The world is a potty...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-3573744460017783242</id><published>2007-11-26T11:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:48:14.776Z</updated><title type='text'>As frases que nos enervam...</title><content type='html'>Todos temos nos confins da memória aquelas frases-chave superirritantes pronunciadas pelos nossos pais (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«Eu na tua idade...» &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(isso foi há quanto tempo mesmo? Ah bom! Bem me parecia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«O quê, decidiste ir-te embora? Abandonas assim a tua mãe?»&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mãe, vou só dar uma voltaaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«Neste mundo só se safam os melhores.» &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(então qual é o problema?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;»És parvo ou quê?»&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (ou quê..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«És igualzinho ao teu pai» &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(variante com a mãe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«O que é que vamos fazer de ti?» &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(não façam nada. Eu cá me arranjo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«Já olhaste para o teu quarto?» &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(é bonito não é, mãe? é meu!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;«Queres falar assim, fala com os teus amigos. Exijo respeito.» &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(eu também)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E muito mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes estas frases levam-nos mesmo aos arames. Explosões com efeitos devastadores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(inspirado em noticias - DN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-3573744460017783242?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3573744460017783242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=3573744460017783242&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3573744460017783242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/3573744460017783242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-frases-que-nos-enervam.html' title='As frases que nos enervam...'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7735047022596236004</id><published>2007-11-25T13:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:04:48.834Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O3ASjk_bVgs/R0ly3wgc-nI/AAAAAAAABaM/8zvG1DAkXq4/s1600-h/ga990223.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.belaspoesias.kit.net/imagens/tempo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time is the most valuable thing you can spend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-6509022930790362342?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6509022930790362342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=6509022930790362342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6509022930790362342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/6509022930790362342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-is-most-valuable-thing-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-5501886222927378664</id><published>2007-11-23T12:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:59:46.938Z</updated><title type='text'>Quarto com vista para o fim do mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.uta.edu/planetarium/Pages/Private/Earth%20in%20Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.uta.edu/planetarium/Pages/Private/Earth%20in%20Hands.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Certos cientistas acreditam que há pessoas a menos na Terra, outros acreditam que há pessoas a mais. Os que defendem que há pessoas a menos, como é óbvio, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nunca tentaram atravessar a Ponte 25 de Abril numa segunda-feira de manhã&lt;/span&gt;. (…) sempre que se publica um desses estudos segundo os quais o mundo tem excesso de população, eu sinto que sou uma das pessoas que estão cá a mais. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maldito sentimento de culpa.&lt;/span&gt; (…) Todos eles estão convencidos que o mundo vai acabar em Maio de 2008 (o que me causa algum transtorno porque já tenho coisas combinadas para Junho), e ameaçam cometer suicídio colectivo. Como é possível ponderar a hipótese de perder o fim do mundo, que deve ser um espectáculo tão bonito? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Se me disserem que o mundo acaba daqui a 5 minutos, eu vou fazer pipocas e sento-me à janela.&lt;/span&gt; (…) É verdade que por mais vistoso que seja o fim do mundo, no dia seguinte não poderemos contá-lo a ninguém. Mas não deixa de ser reconfortante saber que também não há a hipótese de lermos um daqueles comentários irritantes dos críticos a quem tudo sabe a pouco: “as bolas de fogo não eram assim tão grandes. Nem chamuscado fiquei.”, ou “o Apocalipse podia ter sido mais apocalíptico, especialmente no final.” Não, meus amigos. Eu não perco o fim do mundo por nada deste mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  (Ricardo Araújo Pereira, in Visão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-5501886222927378664?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5501886222927378664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=5501886222927378664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5501886222927378664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/5501886222927378664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/quarto-com-vista-para-o-fim-do-mundo.html' title='Quarto com vista para o fim do mundo'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-8099285466345804967</id><published>2007-11-22T15:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:42:41.523Z</updated><title type='text'>Where do I fit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bwce.co.uk/images/image_box_B_&amp;amp;_W_jigsaw_piece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bwce.co.uk/images/image_box_B_&amp;amp;_W_jigsaw_piece.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.” &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Lewis Carrol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-8099285466345804967?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8099285466345804967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=8099285466345804967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8099285466345804967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/8099285466345804967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-do-i-fit.html' title='Where do I fit?'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-7218844504313016260</id><published>2007-11-22T15:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:12:30.441Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma Pérola</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4C4QG8N9f4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4C4QG8N9f4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(...) também não me levem a mal por usar certos palavrões. Na minha opinião, acho que nós deveremos... Não há nada mais natural e mais verdadeiro do que tratarmos as coisas pelos nomes! Nós não devemos de, em cima daquilo que chamam "trampa", ehhhh epá, pôr rosas, tapar com rosas(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448291334894914164-7218844504313016260?l=hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7218844504313016260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448291334894914164&amp;postID=7218844504313016260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7218844504313016260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448291334894914164/posts/default/7218844504313016260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hugsaroundtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/uma-prola.html' title='Uma Pérola'/><author><name>Anocas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14625290400923829113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448291334894914164.post-866545015091334762</id><published>2007-11-21T17:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:09:47.669Z</updated><title type='text'>Playing on my radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div src="img" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFVs7P_mEa0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFVs7P_mEa0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" 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