<?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-10728839</id><updated>2012-02-15T10:10:46.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe Harbour</title><subtitle type='html'>a mirror to my heart. a back to my soul.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-4532808139430722734</id><published>2007-06-01T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:24:46.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RmAz2bVqiEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mkEH6IcrgDQ/s1600-h/Imagem+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071110190563756098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RmAz2bVqiEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mkEH6IcrgDQ/s320/Imagem%2B260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Carina Branco, 2007]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L-O-N-D-O-N countdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-4532808139430722734?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/4532808139430722734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=4532808139430722734' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/4532808139430722734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/4532808139430722734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/06/carina-branco-2007-l-o-n-d-o-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RmAz2bVqiEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mkEH6IcrgDQ/s72-c/Imagem%2B260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-1057676514384380356</id><published>2007-05-05T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:24:47.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/Rj0TwXSMrGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UOJ4R0PrkSk/s1600-h/Paris+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061223277839297634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/Rj0TwXSMrGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UOJ4R0PrkSk/s400/Paris+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paris, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do we look at the sky?&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/10728839-1057676514384380356?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/1057676514384380356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=1057676514384380356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/1057676514384380356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/1057676514384380356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/05/paris-2007-how-often-do-we-look-at-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/Rj0TwXSMrGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UOJ4R0PrkSk/s72-c/Paris+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-3692982875314174148</id><published>2007-02-24T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:24:47.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/ReArYFWIvHI/AAAAAAAAABY/t4vW31apZ_U/s1600-h/1036938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035072076152093810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/ReArYFWIvHI/AAAAAAAAABY/t4vW31apZ_U/s320/1036938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-3692982875314174148?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/3692982875314174148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=3692982875314174148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/3692982875314174148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/3692982875314174148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-are-all-in-gutter-but-some-of-us-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/ReArYFWIvHI/AAAAAAAAABY/t4vW31apZ_U/s72-c/1036938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-97756541660498869</id><published>2007-02-14T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:24:47.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RdL-j1WIvDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lHn4zlMC7NM/s1600-h/1058803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031363625295068210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RdL-j1WIvDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lHn4zlMC7NM/s400/1058803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [Nuno Ramos]&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/10728839-97756541660498869?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/97756541660498869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=97756541660498869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/97756541660498869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/97756541660498869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-dance.html' title='Last Dance'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RdL-j1WIvDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lHn4zlMC7NM/s72-c/1058803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-7797530285948020872</id><published>2007-02-13T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:24:47.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RdGwyVWIvAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xkBSTS72-Ec/s1600-h/t10642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030996637519494146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RdGwyVWIvAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xkBSTS72-Ec/s400/t10642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To blow away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-7797530285948020872?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/7797530285948020872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=7797530285948020872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/7797530285948020872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/7797530285948020872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-blow-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/RdGwyVWIvAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xkBSTS72-Ec/s72-c/t10642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-7737410800920247977</id><published>2007-02-10T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:24:47.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>May your dreams be so happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/Rc2TB1WIu_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8BbekMBAMPg/s1600-h/t142113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029838018551790578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/Rc2TB1WIu_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8BbekMBAMPg/s400/t142113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/10728839-7737410800920247977?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/7737410800920247977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=7737410800920247977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/7737410800920247977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/7737410800920247977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/02/may-your-dreams-be-so-happy.html' title='May your dreams be so happy'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q4K-FhzMmso/Rc2TB1WIu_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8BbekMBAMPg/s72-c/t142113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-117088583287019488</id><published>2007-02-07T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T14:14:08.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All is full of love, Allan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;http://videos.streetfire.net/video/f8615465-dfdf-448d-acfc-98ce00fb39b7.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-117088583287019488?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/117088583287019488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=117088583287019488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/117088583287019488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/117088583287019488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-is-full-of-love-allan-httpvideos.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-117050712326595462</id><published>2007-02-03T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T04:52:03.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/1600/991863/t9314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/320/364978/t9314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Olhares]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where am I going to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She walks toward an unknown wall, seeing two diferent ways, having one single word...caos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-117050712326595462?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/117050712326595462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=117050712326595462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/117050712326595462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/117050712326595462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/02/olhareswhere-am-i-going-toshe-walks.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-117028626465222356</id><published>2007-01-31T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T15:31:04.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/1600/53569/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/320/155491/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [Cindy Sherman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a paralell world. Distance. Dialogue with the mirror. Where I am. Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm free to do what I want any old time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-117028626465222356?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/117028626465222356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=117028626465222356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/117028626465222356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/117028626465222356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/01/cindy-sherman-living-in-paralell-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116992024951144708</id><published>2007-01-27T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:50:49.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Big In Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the style but not the grace&lt;br /&gt;I got the clothes but not the face&lt;br /&gt;I got the bread but not the butter&lt;br /&gt;I got the winda but not the shutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan But heh I'm big in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the house but not the deed&lt;br /&gt;I got the horn but not the reed&lt;br /&gt;I got the cards but not the luck&lt;br /&gt;I got the wheel but not the truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the moon I got the cheese I got the whole damn nation&lt;br /&gt;On its knees I got the rooster I got the crow&lt;br /&gt;I got the ebb I got the flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the powder but not the gun&lt;br /&gt;I got the dog but not the bun&lt;br /&gt;I got the clouds but not the sky&lt;br /&gt;I got the stripes but not the tie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh ho they love the way I do it&lt;br /&gt;Heh ho there's really nothing to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the moon I got the cheese &lt;br /&gt;I got the whole damn nation on their knees&lt;br /&gt;I got the rooster I got the crow&lt;br /&gt;I got the ebb I got the flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the sizzle but not the steak&lt;br /&gt;I got the boat but not the lake&lt;br /&gt;I got the sheets but not the bed&lt;br /&gt;I got the jam but not the bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan&lt;br /&gt;I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116992024951144708?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116992024951144708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116992024951144708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116992024951144708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116992024951144708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2007/01/big-in-japan-tom-waits-and-kathleen.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116743847774999957</id><published>2006-12-29T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:27:57.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Nouvelle Vague - in a manner of speaking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/PPR2bK3kL5c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/PPR2bK3kL5c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can hear the silence walking outside the room. In an empty street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116743847774999957?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116743847774999957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116743847774999957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116743847774999957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116743847774999957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/nouvelle-vague-in-manner-of-speaking-i.html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116733322755137268?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116733322755137268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116733322755137268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116733322755137268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116733322755137268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116717146834698030</id><published>2006-12-26T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:29:44.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[love me all the way or love me not;)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?userid=0269c1726c919983fec2402G06122614"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?userid=0269c1726c919983fec2402G06122614&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116717146834698030?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116717146834698030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116717138205083123</id><published>2006-12-26T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:16:22.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/1600/971170/decided.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/320/849437/decided.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116717138205083123?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116717138205083123/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116655713611173083</id><published>2006-12-19T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T11:38:56.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/1600/82354/julie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/320/883651/julie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com"&gt;post secret&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116655713611173083?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116655713611173083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116655713611173083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116655713611173083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116655713611173083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/post-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116654248814410209</id><published>2006-12-19T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T07:36:16.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/1600/571505/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2776/842/320/778183/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Cindy Sherman&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw music. I touched it. &lt;a href="http://rissanoi.ehost.com/winner_may2005.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116654248814410209?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116654248814410209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116654248814410209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116654248814410209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116654248814410209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/cindy-sherman-yesterday-i-saw-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116628420431194706</id><published>2006-12-16T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T07:50:36.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it...the secret</title><content type='html'>Não sei como dizer-te que a minha voz te procura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu não sei como dizer-te que cem ideias, dentro de mim te procuram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o coração é uma semente inventada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu arrebatas os caminhos da minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não sei como dizer-te que a pureza, dentro de mim, te procura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e penso que vou dizer algo cheio de razão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinto que me faltam um girassol, uma pedra, uma ave - qualquer coisa extraordinária&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dentro de mim é o sol, o fruto, a criança, a água, o deus, o leite, a mãe, o amor, que te procuram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Herberto Helder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116628420431194706?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116628420431194706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116628420431194706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116628420431194706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116628420431194706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-itthe-secret.html' title='This is it...the secret'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116628372919839407</id><published>2006-12-16T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T07:42:09.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pack up. I'm a stray enough. Oh say say say you'll... Say say say you'll... Say say say you'll... Say say say you'll... Say say say... Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Maps........... Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Made off. Don't stray. Well my kinds. Your kind. I'll stay the same. Pack up. But don't stray. Oh say say say... I'll say say say... Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Maps........... Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Maps........... Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Maps........... Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Wait. They don't love you like I love you. Maps........... Wait . They don't love you like I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZXVtr2eVnU"&gt;Maps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://vozcalada.blogspot.com"&gt;gosto&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116628372919839407?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116628372919839407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116628372919839407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116628372919839407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116628372919839407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/pack-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116618095310776836</id><published>2006-12-15T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:09:13.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If you stay calm, you are wise, but if you have a hot temper, you only show how stupid you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hmm...is this for me!?;)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116618095310776836?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116618095310776836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116618095310776836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116618095310776836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116618095310776836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-you-stay-calm-you-are-wise-but-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116604934517310933</id><published>2006-12-13T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:35:45.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are my secret at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116604934517310933?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116604934517310933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116604934517310933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116604934517310933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116604934517310933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-are-my-secret-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116604916493924392</id><published>2006-12-13T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:32:44.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Muse - Starlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/KR74TN8t7Gs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/KR74TN8t7Gs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saudade. More important than that is the New Born. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116604916493924392?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116604916493924392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116604916493924392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116604916493924392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116604916493924392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/muse-starlight-saudade.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116604897285327398</id><published>2006-12-13T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:29:32.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;System of a down - Chop Suey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/k43Vv_uhMNI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/k43Vv_uhMNI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;I cry when angels deserve to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116604897285327398?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116604897285327398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116604897285327398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116604897285327398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116604897285327398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/system-of-down-chop-suey-i-cry-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116594875328603437</id><published>2006-12-12T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:39:13.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I learn from mistakes that I may or may not have comitted&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George W. Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Great Georgie! you are an inspiration!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116594875328603437?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116594875328603437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116594875328603437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116594875328603437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116594875328603437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-learn-from-mistakes-that-i-may-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116594859377350730</id><published>2006-12-12T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:36:33.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday I met a correspondent journalist from &lt;a href="http://lemonde.fr"&gt;Le Monde&lt;/a&gt;. Then I met two funny old women and a homeless guy. I just know nice and interesting people. &lt;em&gt;What goes around, comes around&lt;/em&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116594859377350730?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116594859377350730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116594859377350730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116594859377350730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116594859377350730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-i-met-correspondent.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116585648883152982</id><published>2006-12-11T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T09:01:28.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dreaming together is reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116585648883152982?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116585648883152982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116585648883152982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116585648883152982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116585648883152982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/dreaming-together-is-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116577685168889764</id><published>2006-12-10T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T10:54:11.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Guy cant find toilet flush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/eomDPTsj53Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/eomDPTsj53Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crazy Malaka...ideas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116577685168889764?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116548725543697581</id><published>2006-12-07T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T02:27:35.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When I believe in you, my soul can rest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116548725543697581?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116548725543697581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116548725543697581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116548725543697581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116548725543697581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-i-believe-in-you-my-soul-can-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116534557561229706</id><published>2006-12-05T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:06:15.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/-FKt4e0Rt3w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/-FKt4e0Rt3w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love is free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116534557561229706?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116534557561229706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116534557561229706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116534557561229706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116534557561229706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/gorillaz-feel-good-inc.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116524170303265915</id><published>2006-12-04T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T06:15:03.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>plim</title><content type='html'>Now I was sitting waiting wishing&lt;br /&gt;That you believed in superstitions&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you'd see the signs&lt;br /&gt;But Lord knows that this world is cruel&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fool&lt;br /&gt;Learning loving somebody don't make them love you&lt;br /&gt;Must I always be waiting waiting on you? Must I always be playing playing your fool?&lt;br /&gt;I sing ya songs I dance a dance&lt;br /&gt;I gave ya friends all a chance&lt;br /&gt;Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you been through this before&lt;br /&gt;But its my first time&lt;br /&gt;So please ignore&lt;br /&gt;The next few lines cause they're directed at you&lt;br /&gt;I cant always be waiting waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;I cant always be playing playing your fool&lt;br /&gt;I keep playing your part&lt;br /&gt;But its not my scene&lt;br /&gt;Wont this plot not twist?&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Keep building me up, then shooting me down&lt;br /&gt;Well im already down&lt;br /&gt;Just wait a minute&lt;br /&gt;Just sitting waiting&lt;br /&gt;Just wait a minute&lt;br /&gt;Just sitting waiting&lt;br /&gt;Well if I was in your position. Id put down all my ammunition&lt;br /&gt;I'd wondered why'd it taken me so long&lt;br /&gt;But Lord knows that I'm not you&lt;br /&gt;And If I was I wouldn't be so cruel&lt;br /&gt;Cause waiting on love ain't so easy to do&lt;br /&gt;Must I always be waiting waiting on you?&lt;br /&gt;Must I always be playing playing your fool?&lt;br /&gt;No I cant always be waiting waiting on you&lt;br /&gt;I cant always be playing playing your fool, foool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting, waiting, wishing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Jack Johnson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116524170303265915?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116524170303265915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116524170303265915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116524170303265915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116524170303265915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/plim.html' title='plim'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116516868658980877</id><published>2006-12-03T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T09:58:06.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repeating...paper dreams</title><content type='html'>He is gone. From the room. From the building. From the city. From the country. Because of that, loneliness lives in my heart, soul, sneaking through the windows of my body. It is the pure truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a way to face the problem and find a solution. And I accept that we no longer are, but we were. And that hurts. A lot. Deep inside. A great injury. I like him very much. I love him. Still. I wanted him for me. For my arms and lips. I miss him. A lot. What a pity we did not keep on going together. We did not grow up more and more.He is gone. I am here. We were.It is so sad. Because there is no stories to tell. Jokes to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does not exist. No longer. He is gone. To be happy.I do not want his tracks. His foot steps. If he does not exist, his contact does not exist either.What is left it is a basket to pour all the tears, and to shoot all the love. Because there is enough love insigh myself, although not enough to make him hold my hands.Forgive me. Accept it as I had accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I will catch your hands, once again. And I walk next to you, and you will say you will forgive me, and I will repeat you the same.When I look at the street, I see all the promesses running all the way to nowhere. They are broken, made in pieces.I think of you so much. I dream you more. But I do not want too. I want to take you off from my inside. I want to pull you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are happy, my love. Please, let me call you once again "love".Be everyday happy.I will try to be.From you I will always bring the perfume. From me you will always lead the smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116516868658980877?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116516868658980877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116516868658980877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116516868658980877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116516868658980877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/repeatingpaper-dreams.html' title='Repeating...paper dreams'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116516815073007591</id><published>2006-12-03T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T09:49:10.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Paper Dreams. If they walk under the rain, they fall apart. And it is raining outside and inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116516815073007591?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116516815073007591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116516815073007591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116516815073007591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116516815073007591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/paper-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-116506888781969953</id><published>2006-12-02T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T06:14:47.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I am back because I am sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a shining day outside and I am inside, because the sun is being ungrateful for ones that are sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling apart. Apart from you. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-116506888781969953?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/116506888781969953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=116506888781969953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116506888781969953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/116506888781969953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-i-am-back-because-i-am-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-114242575706411031</id><published>2006-03-15T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T04:29:17.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I live inside a bubble. Just me and the solitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-114242575706411031?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/114242575706411031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=114242575706411031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/114242575706411031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/114242575706411031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-live-inside-bubble.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113940145150352882</id><published>2006-02-08T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T04:24:11.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are you ready to exclude this person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113940145150352882?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113940145150352882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113940145150352882' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113940145150352882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113940145150352882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-you-ready-to-exclude-this-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113775200708826731</id><published>2006-01-20T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T02:16:50.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is gone. From the room. From the building. From the city. From the country. Because of that, loneliness lives in my heart, soul, sneaking through the windows of my body. It is the pure truth.&lt;br /&gt;This is a way to face the problem and find a solution. And I accept that we no longer are, but we were. And that hurts. A lot. Deep inside. A great injury. I like him very much. I love him. Still. I wanted him for me. For my arms and lips. I miss him. A lot. What a pity we did not keep on going together. We did not grow up more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is gone. I am here. We were.&lt;br /&gt;It is so sad. Because there is no stories to tell. Jokes to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does not exist. No longer. He is gone. To be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want his tracks. His foot steps. If he does not exist, his contact does not exist either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is left it is a basket to pour all the tears, and to shoot all the love. Because there is enough love insigh myself, although not enough to make him hold my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;Accept it as I had accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I will catch your hands, once again. And I walk next to you, and you will say you will forgive me, and I will repeat you the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the street, I see all the promesses running all the way to nowhere. They are broken, made in pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you so much. I dream you more. But I do not want too. I want to take you off from my inside. I want to pull you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are happy, my love. Please, let me call you once again "love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be everyday happy.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From you I will always bring the perfume. From me you will always lead the smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113775200708826731?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113775200708826731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113775200708826731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113775200708826731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113775200708826731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/01/he-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113619972413830417</id><published>2006-01-02T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T03:02:04.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am drunk of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113619972413830417?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113619972413830417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113619972413830417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113619972413830417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113619972413830417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-drunk-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113585823285670505</id><published>2005-12-29T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T04:10:32.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'My thoughts are too big for my size.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113585823285670505?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113585823285670505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113585823285670505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113585823285670505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113585823285670505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-thoughts-are-too-big-for-my-size.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113578239206718090</id><published>2005-12-28T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T07:06:32.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I liked the dusty that 2005 left in my life. Courage. Challenges. Life set those words on my agenda. But I need a new breathe. New steps are waiting for me. The calendar I have purposed to life is almost there. 2006 has new dusty to sweep. And I am ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113578239206718090?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113578239206718090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113578239206718090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113578239206718090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113578239206718090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-liked-dusty-that-2005-left-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113334272370036336</id><published>2005-11-30T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T01:27:37.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Got to keep awake to what is happening. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the human touch is what I need, what I need is you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laugh at the wonder of it all, laugh so loud you break your fall and you hear the gathering sounds. Give me a sign. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always wanting help will make you weak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't meet all my desires. Getting away with it all messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sit down next to me. In love, in fear, in hate, in tears. In love, in fear, in hate, in tears. In love, in fear, in hate, in tears. In love, in fear, in hate. Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, down. In sympathy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pedacosdepapel.blogspot.com"&gt;Obrigada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113334272370036336?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113334272370036336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113334272370036336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113334272370036336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113334272370036336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/11/got-to-keep-awake-to-what-is-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113334167125382772</id><published>2005-11-30T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T01:07:51.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I found the key to open my words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kings of Convenience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113334167125382772?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113334167125382772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113334167125382772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113334167125382772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113334167125382772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-found-key-to-open-my-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113319182367015756</id><published>2005-11-28T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T07:30:23.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;All the good things come up to an end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113319182367015756?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113319182367015756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113319182367015756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113319182367015756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113319182367015756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-good-things-come-up-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113144404598299033</id><published>2005-11-08T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T02:00:45.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go on! Be a tiger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113144404598299033?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113144404598299033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113144404598299033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113144404598299033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113144404598299033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/11/go-on-be-tiger_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113143733020432087</id><published>2005-11-08T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T00:08:50.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning, my love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-113143733020432087?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/113143733020432087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=113143733020432087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113143733020432087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/113143733020432087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-morning-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-113028390731580211</id><published>2005-10-25T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T16:45:07.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I close my eyes I feel life growing up, I see a possible world, I see our dream. I see us hand to hand, drawing our love. I can touch our madness. 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-112628308538386566</id><published>2005-09-09T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T09:25:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you have nothing to say, you just say, Nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-112628308538386566?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/112628308538386566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=112628308538386566' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wood&lt;br /&gt;You just call and say they're needed&lt;br /&gt;Face the jury, guilty pleaded&lt;br /&gt;Wargames, and I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;You say you're working so hard for peace talks&lt;br /&gt;You say that in my back yard a little rain falls&lt;br /&gt;I go backward, you go forward&lt;br /&gt;I'm not listening to your war wordsWargames, and I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;You know what it takes to turn a good man's head&lt;br /&gt;You know what it takes to make a good man see red&lt;br /&gt;I'm not listening to what you're saying'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know what you've been playing - wargamesWargames, and I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing to do with wargames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wherever I lay my hat that's my home&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Paul Young&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-112550880157623468?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/112550880157623468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=112550880157623468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/112550880157623468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/112550880157623468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-many-homes-must-you-break-to-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-112360718761477505</id><published>2005-08-09T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T10:08:51.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;Day I ’ve ever kown&lt;br /&gt;Can’t live for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s much too long&lt;br /&gt;I burn my eyes out&lt;br /&gt;Before I get outI wanted more&lt;br /&gt;Than life could ever grant&lt;br /&gt;Bored by the chore&lt;br /&gt;Of saving face&lt;br /&gt;Today is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;Day I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait for tomorrowI might not have that longI’ll tear my heart out&lt;br /&gt;Before I get out&lt;br /&gt;Pink ribbon scars&lt;br /&gt;That never forgetI’ve tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;To cleanse these regrets&lt;br /&gt;My angel wings&lt;br /&gt;Were bruised and restrained&lt;br /&gt;My belly stings&lt;br /&gt;Today is Today is&lt;br /&gt;Today is The greatest day&lt;br /&gt;That I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn you on&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn you round&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn you onI want to turn you&lt;br /&gt;Today is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;Today is the greatest day&lt;br /&gt;Today is the greatest day&lt;br /&gt;That I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Smashing Pumpkins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-112360718761477505?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/112360718761477505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=112360718761477505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/112360718761477505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/112360718761477505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-is-greatest-day-i-ve-ever-kown.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-112186950535540458</id><published>2005-07-20T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T07:25:05.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I was...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-112186950535540458?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/112186950535540458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=112186950535540458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/112186950535540458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/112186950535540458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-wish-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-111541469839155196</id><published>2005-05-06T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T14:27:00.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;We cannot live, except this mutually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We alternate, aware or unaware,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The reflex act of life: and wgen we bear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our virtue onward most impulsively,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most full of invocation, and to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most instantly compellant, certes, there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We live most life, whoever breathes most air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And counts his dying years by sun and sea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when a soul, by choice and conscience, doth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throw out her full force on another soul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The conscience and the concentration both&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make mere life, Love. For life in perfect whole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And aim consummated, is Love in sooth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As nature's magnet-heat rounds pole with pole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Barret Browning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-111541469839155196?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/111541469839155196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=111541469839155196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111541469839155196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111541469839155196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/05/we-cannot-live-except-this-mutually-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-111278788313198409</id><published>2005-04-06T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T04:44:43.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes reality is like the sun: It shines so strongly that it hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-111278788313198409?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/111278788313198409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=111278788313198409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111278788313198409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111278788313198409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/04/sometimes-reality-is-like-sun-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-111039004959841216</id><published>2005-03-09T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T09:40:49.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To give up. It is, indeed the easiest way. Do we really want to follow this way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-111039004959841216?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/111039004959841216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=111039004959841216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111039004959841216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111039004959841216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-111006279299883911</id><published>2005-03-05T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:46:33.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.underflash.com/flashs/f_creeps.htm"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; could be me, not because it is so cool, but because it is so real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-111006279299883911?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/111006279299883911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=111006279299883911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111006279299883911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111006279299883911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-could-be-me-not-because-it-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-111003928455862656</id><published>2005-03-05T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T10:49:49.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Each day is about Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-111003928455862656?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/111003928455862656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=111003928455862656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111003928455862656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/111003928455862656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/03/each-day-is-about-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-110952558549675356</id><published>2005-02-27T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T09:37:28.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To pretend. Certainly it is not a verb to be follow, but the truth is, 'to pretend' is a verb that we cannot escape. The meaning passes nearby of the meaning 'to wast': time; energy. However, we cannot avoid it, we pretend something just to outside world see, just to have the feeling we are being holded. It can be really stupid, but at the same time it gives us some hope, a few seconds of pure hapiness. A minute with eyes shutted pretending we have nothing to loose, just a world in our hands and no war can remove it. Suddendly life is no more a rehearse to be a room without walls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-110952558549675356?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/110952558549675356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=110952558549675356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110952558549675356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110952558549675356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-110952417547123981</id><published>2005-02-27T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T09:09:35.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some suggestions about &lt;a href="http://jimmymiko.blogspot.com"&gt;dating vs marriage&lt;/a&gt;!? Maybe it is not so far away from reality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-110952417547123981?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/110952417547123981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=110952417547123981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110952417547123981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110952417547123981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/02/some-suggestions-about-dating-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-110920260172773043</id><published>2005-02-23T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T15:50:01.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"What is the madness!? - It's the support for all kind of landscape". Mário Cesariny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm healthy, because I keep some madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-110920260172773043?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/110920260172773043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=110920260172773043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110920260172773043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110920260172773043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-is-madness-its-support-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-110920183397935200</id><published>2005-02-23T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T15:37:13.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The service from messenger helps us to get know better our chair and less our friends. Only ten steps from my house and yours, but even though I prefer to be sitting here, just being 'sleeping beauty' while the life runs outside window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-110920183397935200?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/110920183397935200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=110920183397935200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110920183397935200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110920183397935200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/02/service-from-messenger-helps-us-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-110907567986048893</id><published>2005-02-22T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T13:12:06.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;based on your smile&lt;br /&gt;i'm betting all of this might be over soon&lt;br /&gt;but you're bound to win&lt;br /&gt;because if i'm betting against you, i think i'd rather lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is all that i have, so please&lt;br /&gt;take what's left of this heart, and use&lt;br /&gt;please use only what you really need&lt;br /&gt;you know i only have so little, so please&lt;br /&gt;mend your broken heart and leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it 's is not your style&lt;br /&gt;and i can tell by the way that you move it's real real soon&lt;br /&gt;but i'm on your side&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to be your regret, i'd rather be your cocoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is all that you have, so please&lt;br /&gt;let me take what's left of your heart, and i will use&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll use inly what i need&lt;br /&gt;i know you only have so little, so please&lt;br /&gt;let me mend my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said this was all you have&lt;br /&gt;and it's all i need&lt;br /&gt;but blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;because it fell apart&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's all you knew&lt;br /&gt;and all i had&lt;br /&gt;but now we have&lt;br /&gt;only confused hearts&lt;br /&gt;i guess we all have&lt;br /&gt;is really all we need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please&lt;br /&gt;let's take these broken hearts, and use&lt;br /&gt;let's use only what we really need&lt;br /&gt;you know we only have so little, so please&lt;br /&gt;take these broken hearts and leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;jack johnson, on and on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-110907567986048893?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/110907567986048893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=110907567986048893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110907567986048893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110907567986048893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/02/based-on-your-smile-im-betting-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-110883138264477439</id><published>2005-02-19T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T13:15:02.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Paulo Coelho is one of my favorite writers. I have shaped my ideas and conception of the world regarding to this author. I would say he is a master for me and for the personality that I show everyday to everyone! I read in his last book, "Eleven Minutes" that what is far away from the eyes it is truly present in the heart! Well, it is hard to believe it once the common sense insist in saying what the eyes do not see, hardly the heart remembers. However for people like me and like other million people (I can count some friends I truly know) some of those impossiblities are for our faithfull heart possible. Thus, I just want to print that that sentence is a light in my heart right now and a &lt;em&gt;mirror to my heart. &lt;/em&gt;I can feel it. All my good stories and adventures I have lived with my best friends are really present inside my heart, in the beauty of my soul. I love them and every picture of the time that we have been together and every moment we have shared. I saw in every face the "L" word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-110883138264477439?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/110883138264477439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=110883138264477439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110883138264477439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110883138264477439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/02/paulo-coelho-is-one-of-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10728839.post-110797483917047256</id><published>2005-02-09T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T13:13:57.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge</title><content type='html'>Challenges apear everyday, without previous message, without alarm wind. I love challenges. Challenges allow us to live the life without fear and so many times they are like a Safe Harbor. We are prepared for the watch of the life. This is a challenge that I would like to share with you, my friends, my public.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10728839-110797483917047256?l=joanasoares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/feeds/110797483917047256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10728839&amp;postID=110797483917047256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110797483917047256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10728839/posts/default/110797483917047256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joanasoares.blogspot.com/2005/02/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>Joana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10602488586734720231</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNznE6LsWlc/Tzv1AYxtcRI/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZeTqTKRtMAc/s220/P1030956.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
