tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40611652590071274782024-02-07T03:09:21.826+00:00Pedaços de mim...Pessoas, Momentos e pensamentos do dia a dia e para sempre!wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.comBlogger207125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-55161231492593206742014-09-24T22:45:00.000+01:002014-09-24T22:45:07.096+01:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-17711104863047226922014-06-15T20:17:00.000+01:002014-06-15T20:17:50.537+01:00< 3<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-84707745540694218962014-03-03T19:48:00.001+00:002014-03-03T19:48:19.734+00:00e hoje eu me queria mascarar de<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-90741455097507210512014-02-25T18:30:00.001+00:002014-02-25T18:31:15.779+00:00Na pausa não há música, mas a pausa ajuda a fazer a música!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Na pausa não há música, mas a pausa ajuda a fazer a música!<br />
Na melodia da nossa vida a música<br />
É interrompida aqui e ali por pausas...<br />
E nós sem reflectirmos,<br />
Pensamos que a melodia terminou...<br />
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Deus envia-nos às vezes um tempo de paragem forçada...<br />
Pode ser uma provação.<br />
Planos ou esforços frustados...<br />
E faz uma pausa repentina no coral da nossa vida,<br />
Mas, na verdade é preciso fazer uma pausa...<br />
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Mas como é que o maestro lê a pausa?<br />
Ele continua a marcar o compasso,<br />
Com a mesma precisão,<br />
E toma a nota seguinte com firmeza,<br />
Como se não tivesse havido<br />
Qualquer interrupção!<br />
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Deus escreve um plano ao escrever<br />
A música da nossa vida!<br />
A nossa parte deve ser<br />
aprender a melodia<br />
E não desmaiar nas pausas!<br />
Elas não estão ali para serem passadas por alto,<br />
Ou omitidas,<br />
Nem para atrapalhar a melodia ou<br />
Alterar o tom,<br />
Mas sim para aprimorar!<br />
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Se olharmos para cima, Veremos que Deus<br />
Marca o compasso para nós!<br />
Com os olhos N’Ele, vamos ferir a próxima nota,<br />
Com toda a clareza, sem murmurarmos tristemente,<br />
“Na pausa não há música”<br />
Não nos esqueçamos contudo, de que ela<br />
Ajuda a fazer a música!<br />
Compor a música da nossa vida<br />
É geralmente um trabalho lento e trabalhoso...<br />
Com paciência Deus trabalha para nos ensinar!<br />
E quanto tempo Ele espera,<br />
Até que aprendamos a lição!<br />
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Lembra-te,<br />
A pausa não dura muito,<br />
É apenas um tempo suficiente<br />
para que te renoves e continues...<br />
Ela apenas serve para continuares a música!!<br />
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Olha melhor á tua volta...Vive a Vida!!!<br />
Pára e aceita a pausa,<br />
Tu mereces ser mais amado, e amar,<br />
Sonhar, sorrir e cantar, e ser feliz,<br />
Muito mais feliz!!wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-67042711363104582582013-02-17T17:00:00.000+00:002013-02-17T17:01:57.721+00:00Enquanto chove e o amor dorme...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-81075265751489886092013-02-07T22:09:00.001+00:002013-02-07T22:09:36.109+00:00O sim que cresce!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Foi de pijama e acreditem que não com o glamour que a menina apresenta na foto...</div>
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Estava frio! Eu de pijama de flanela, de robe e muito desgrenhada!!!</div>
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Foi assim que estava quando me pediste em casamento!</div>
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Faz um ano...</div>
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E a tua justificação do porquê de tal pedido caiu que nem uma luva com o cenário...</div>
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"Sim!" </div>
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(confesso que um sim mais choroso que entusiasta </div>
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Só podia dizer que sim depois da pequena frase que justificava o teu pedido...</div>
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Só poderia ser um sim hoje novamente, </div>
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e todos os dias que passaram desde então </div>
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e daqui a mil anos </div>
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e todos os dias até lá! </div>
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<b>Porque é um Sim que continua naturalmente a crescer </b></div>
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<b>a cada dia que passa!</b></div>
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<br />wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-18781120892407331442013-01-24T22:26:00.003+00:002013-01-24T22:26:48.577+00:00Reencontro<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Voltei a encontrar o conforto da Leitura</div>
wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-39677942628444924112013-01-20T20:13:00.004+00:002013-01-20T20:13:53.853+00:00Maximizar o Tempo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Continente Online!<br />
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Não perder tempo em voltas ao supermercado, a carregar sacos para o carro e do carro pelas longas escadas acima!!!<br />
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Empregada de Limpeza!<br />
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em panos do pó, aspirador e esfregona!</div>
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wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-36194753646829073002013-01-16T23:08:00.000+00:002013-01-16T23:09:44.505+00:00Simples VaidadeEncontrei uma forma simples e quase invisível de maquilhar sem a famosa base que tanto odeio!!!<br />
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Um blush em pó que em 2 segundos se espalha pela cara toda com um pincel do tamanho da mesma!<br />
Foi uma dica dada pela tua amiga e decides te ao investimento!<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVU6gcQYFcOTIZXfFIw6nw-_sY2Y3irSHRIPwt0t5K5rtNgFdqpvaU2LZ0eeFnJYT0YYO227TY3ezZk0xmRzs238YUXeGY4TwsbuxFMwTzYJsMlYCZFDbiUjhicVzRrlnyLak0PsZorxCG/s1600/mac_bronzing_p_bronzeador_facial_cor_bronze_1_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVU6gcQYFcOTIZXfFIw6nw-_sY2Y3irSHRIPwt0t5K5rtNgFdqpvaU2LZ0eeFnJYT0YYO227TY3ezZk0xmRzs238YUXeGY4TwsbuxFMwTzYJsMlYCZFDbiUjhicVzRrlnyLak0PsZorxCG/s200/mac_bronzing_p_bronzeador_facial_cor_bronze_1_1.jpg" width="200" /></a>Desta vez é algo sério portanto vamos ao El Corte Inglês comprar um pequeno boiãozinho que te custa os olhos da cara! Tem de ser desta! è simples não há desculpas!<br />
Pelo caminho és atendida pelo um senhor que te olhou com ar de desdenho face a tua total ignorância no assunto ou por outro lado és tu que te sentes tão deslocada perante aquele homem que percebe totalmente de um assunto enquanto tu estas a tentar perceber qual a diferença de um boião para o outro sem falar nas suas desconhecidas utilidades. Há! e o tal pincel custa muito mais que os olhos e por isso não o trazes.<br />
Está na hora de deixar esse ar pálido matinal ao qual muitas vezes te perguntam, estas doente? estás tão branca...<br />
Pois bem é simples, sim! mas a verdade é que todas as manhas só te lembras desse novo ritual já fora de casa!<br />
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Um pouquinho de vaidade em vez de comodismo/conforto não me fazia nada mal! <br />
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<br />wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-18055404289435106452013-01-16T22:45:00.002+00:002013-01-16T22:47:30.329+00:00Continuação<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Aqui seguem as perguntas:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Escolhe a palavra com que mais te identificas e porque?</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">de<span style="font-size: x-small;">ixem uma mensagenzita <span style="font-size: x-small;">pois gost<span style="font-size: x-small;">ava muito de ir ler</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> ;) </div>
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Tenho andado com vontade de escrever pois começo finalmente a relaxar!<br />
mas ainda cansada para os muitos pensamentos...<br />
Por isso em leituras dos blogs que vou seguindo vou entrar no jogo da <a href="http://pdepequenina.blogspot.pt/">pequenina</a><br />
que costuma andar nestas questões e hoje vou responder porque me apetece :)<br />
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Mas sim ja fui a alguns e bem distintos... mas nao poderei deixar de mencionar os De la Soul e da subida ao palco em pleno coliseu do porto!</div>
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Quero ir ao Brasil, à Argentina, ao Perú a França e a Itália! </div>
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FALTA de paciência e de saber Esperar a TRIPLICAR!</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Este ano a árvore de Natal foi enfeitada com anjinhos artesanais de tecido </i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Apaixonei-me pela a ideia fora do vulgar, </i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>e a a cor mulata de alguns.</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Ficou sem dúvida uma árvore original </i></span></span><br />
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<br />wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-67314522609057233002012-09-07T21:37:00.000+01:002012-09-07T21:41:44.085+01:00Já estou arrepiada!Soube há um milésimo de segundo atrás!<br />
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As férias acabam hoje e sinto-me com aquela sensação de que vou ser incapaz de ser produtiva amanhã...</div>
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O mês passou entre férias e algum trabalho aqui e ali, à exceção de meia dúzia de dias que retirei para esquecer o mundo com a minha paixão a meio do mês e raios estava difícil de desligar a cabeça...</div>
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Quando ao grande dia apesar de andar sempre a pensar em riscar mais um item da lista confesso que por estar em modo férias tenho-me sentido alienada ao nervoso da contagem decrescente mas não ao stress dos pormenores!</div>
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Objetivo Final seria chegar a semana que antecede o casamento e não ter mais nada que tratar. Será possível? Duvido que a minha mente não me atraiçoe e não se recorde à última de que afinal falta as flores em cima do teto ou como diz quem já casou que alguém não desmarque à última e certamente logo aquela pessoa que irá alterar toda a distribuição das mesas! </div>
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<br />wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-11981023756504935252012-07-07T18:05:00.004+01:002012-07-07T18:08:59.202+01:00the right one<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Sabes que é o certo quando não hesitas, não duvidas, </i></div>
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<i>quando anseias por tudo o que vêm,</i></div>
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<i>quando simplesmente o sentes!</i></div>wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-31048918472353947512012-07-07T18:02:00.002+01:002012-07-07T18:14:51.083+01:00Tempo Voa Voa<h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;">e com ele todas as coisinhas voas que tenho tido para fazer :) </span></h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Fica só a sensação que não tenho tempo para tudo que preciso!</span></h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;">E fica sempre em falta sempre algum descanso...</span></h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;">acho que estou mesmo a precisar de férias!</span></h3>
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<span style="font-size: small;">e estão quase quase...quase ai!!!</span></h3>wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061165259007127478.post-87589695564146893042012-05-08T13:34:00.002+01:002012-05-08T13:34:46.023+01:00Inquietação Vs Serenidade<br />
Curiosamente duas músicas que mais gostei nos últimos tempos são referentes ao final de relações.<br />
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Ainda mais curioso uma encara o final com serenidade e outra com inquietação.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Now and then i think of all the times you screwed me over</i></span>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>But had me believing it was always something that i'd done</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>But i don't wanna live that way, reading into every word you say</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>You said that you could let it go</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>And i wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>ELE:</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Si alguna vez</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Creíste que por ti</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>O por tu culpa me marché</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>No fuiste tú</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Por eso y más</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Perdóname</i></span></div>
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<span class="text">“-Por que você não acredita que quando vemos horas iguais </span></div>
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<span class="text">alguém que lhe gosta está pensando em você?<br />-Porque a qualquer momento que você olhar no relógio </span></div>
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<span class="text">estarei pensando em você.”</span></div>wakamushahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05530200623096409797noreply@blogger.com0