tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33810020033688154442024-03-05T21:16:35.882+00:00Coisas no ArPolítica, Música, Filmes... Resumindo, coisas no ar.Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-19962628404096588062011-01-28T18:03:00.002+00:002011-01-28T18:04:05.719+00:00oscars (aka - HIDE YOUR SHAME, WOMAN!)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/tumblr_lfohkjmhqz1qbzz5bo1_500.gif?w=500&h=210"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 210px;" src="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/tumblr_lfohkjmhqz1qbzz5bo1_500.gif?w=500&h=210" border="0" alt="" /></a>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-42588249660015488962011-01-21T23:59:00.002+00:002011-01-22T00:01:59.102+00:00Anatomia<span class="Apple-style-span" >O <i>Homo sapiens sapiens</i> lá foi. Devo confessar, não foi assim tão mau, mas o estudo esgotou-me. Agora vamos ver. Primeiro tenho o tal de <i>Sildenafilis viagra</i> e depois o meu amigo Stafas. Mas tenho é que aprender a estudar farmacologia, relembrar-me de fisiologia e desenterrar aquela coisa distante que é histologia. Tudo isto sem esquecer a matéria de anatomia...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >E depois lá me hei-de preocupar com bicharocos, infecções e leucócitos!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tudo a seu tempo, I suppose...</span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-15945412097469391642011-01-16T17:36:00.002+00:002011-01-17T23:45:22.848+00:00INDEPENDENCE IS NO SOLUTION (it seems like the good things never are)<span class="Apple-style-span" >Babies want to wear jeans<br />They need PCs<br /><b>You can't eat freedom<br />And you can't listen to peace <br /><br />Independence is no solution for modern babies<br />They don't know how to use free minds </b><br />Independence is no solution, it makes no sense<br />Cause babies, they only want to dance<br /><br />Babies want to have publicists<br />Because better babies make best-of lists<br />They don't want neighbourhoods<br />They just want to live in pits<br /><br />Babies in Parkdale<br />Babies in my land<br />Babies in Williamsburg and Greenport, etc. </span>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-85920209516081917002011-01-09T00:46:00.002+00:002011-01-09T00:48:40.077+00:00owen pallett fans can be awesomely creepy<span class="Apple-style-span" >prova disso - <a href="http://shzine.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=fantasy&action=display&thread=5867">http://shzine.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=fantasy&action=display&thread=5867</a></span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >a coisa mais perturbadora e ao mesmo tempo mais engraçada que tenho lido nos últimos tempos. se calhar tenho um sentido de humor peculiar. ou se calhar ando a passar tempo demais a ler livros de anatomia. </span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-80715389155651708782011-01-09T00:19:00.003+00:002011-01-09T00:25:10.118+00:00all i can say is: WOW<object width="1280" height="745"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7WxTP3ger8?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&hd=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T7WxTP3ger8?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="1280" height="745"></embed></object><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" >é ver a imponência da natureza a aumentar à medida que o clímax da música se aproxima... very nice indeed...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >edit - o preço de se ter um blog compacto e de querer mostrar vídeos em HD é que os vídeos acabam cortados... cliquem no vídeo para o verem numa nova janela, ou então vejam-no cortado ^^ daqui a uns dias, quando tiver tempo e inspiração, vem aí mais uma crítica social, bem old school!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Peace out!</span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-55971636531872189672010-12-20T15:37:00.003+00:002010-12-20T15:44:57.758+00:00it's that time of the year again<span class="Apple-style-span" >E não, não estou a falar da época natalícia... infelizmente. Estou a falar da bela altura em que todos os estudantes do ensino superior fazem um voto de clausura em sua casa, não pelo frio que faz lá fora (antes fosse), não pela qualidade dos filmes de Natal que passam nas tardes de Domingo na SIC (que também seria uma desculpa esfarrapada), mas sim para estudar infinitamente para os exames que se aproximam. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >No meu caso, eu tento ter uma abordagem lúdica ao estudo. Por isso, resolvi fazer um trielo (<i>vide</i> "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly") entre Microbiologia, Anatomia e Farmacologia.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Portanto, quem ganha? O <i>Staphylococcus aureus, </i>o <i>Homo sapiens sapiens </i>ou o <i>Sildenafilis viagras </i>(espécie inventada por mim por mero brain fart)? Daqui a uns dias, quando tiver estudado um pouco mais, respondo a essa pergunta, sendo que o critério de avaliação vai ser quem conseguiu queimar-me mais neurónios.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >The game is on.</span></b></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-1416131734600771062010-11-26T23:10:00.001+00:002010-11-26T23:12:17.913+00:00wishlist<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >dear santa,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >please bring me this:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLpyKn9exwFPOf1VBoAA5I4YepTEcParUq0lhucKM2e5d8L5EmXYNh8wNl2AAjEAP3GXgRICr7RaAXcVCDRwaw9OBd8aW-BK2OAddk3EovmNMVQaURNhPavmEK2kiNXm3JwBZmxikO38E/s400/android.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543999852760984450" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >thank you in advance.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >love,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >newfoundopinion</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-3679050643126194812010-11-26T22:54:00.002+00:002010-11-26T22:57:53.129+00:00android<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://info.abril.com.br/noticias/blogs/gadgets/files/2010/11/Android-Google-SO.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 356px;" src="http://info.abril.com.br/noticias/blogs/gadgets/files/2010/11/Android-Google-SO.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-81166113842300505522010-11-20T18:30:00.001+00:002010-11-20T18:32:31.731+00:0030 rock<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/high-five.gif?w=500&h=342"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 342px;" src="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/high-five.gif?w=500&h=342" border="0" alt="" /></a>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-25475477367599923102010-11-20T14:33:00.002+00:002010-11-20T14:37:10.262+00:00spies<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 20px; ">I awake to find no peace of mind<br />I said how do you live<br />As a fugitive?<br />Down here, where I cannot see so clear<br />I said what do I know?<br />Show me the right way to go<br /><br />And the spies came out of the water<br />And you're feeling so bad 'cause you know<br />And the spies hide out in every corner<br />But you can't touch them no<br />'Cause they're all spies<br /><br />They're all spies<br /><br />I awake to see that no one is free<br /><b>We're all fugitives - look at the way we live</b><br />Down here, I cannot sleep from fear, no<br />I said which way do I turn?<br />Oh I forget everything I learn<br /><br />And if we don't hide here<br />They're gonna find us<br />And if we don't hide now<br />They're gonna catch us when we sleep<br />And if we don't hide here<br />They're gonna find us<br /><br />Spies came out of the water<br />And you're feeling so good 'cause you know<br />But those spies hide out in every corner<br />They can't touch you, no<br />'Cause<b> they're just spies</b><br /><br />They're just spies </span>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-45890914933266506422010-11-07T23:41:00.001+00:002010-11-07T23:43:03.741+00:00scandal at the PARKADE<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z1VRV2PLERA?fs=1&hl=pt_PT"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z1VRV2PLERA?fs=1&hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-23089913563513019842010-10-31T12:13:00.001+00:002010-10-31T12:14:19.783+00:00happy halloween<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/knock-knock.gif?w=500&h=366"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 366px;" src="http://roflrazzi.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/knock-knock.gif?w=500&h=366" border="0" alt="" /></a>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-20255459657728348962010-09-27T22:54:00.002+01:002010-09-27T22:55:34.497+01:00STFU no.2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gwiv.com/ShutTheFuckUp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 496px; height: 311px;" src="http://www.gwiv.com/ShutTheFuckUp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">you know what i'm talking about</span></span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-69713943354481701632010-09-18T23:04:00.002+01:002010-09-18T23:08:16.573+01:00don't give up<span class="Apple-style-span" >in the clearance stands a boxer</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >and a fighter by his trade</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >and he carries a reminder</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >of every glove that layed him down or cut him</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >till he cried out, in his anger and his shame:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>"i am leaving, i am leaving!"</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>but the fighter still remains...</b></span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-62485376845242487022010-09-14T21:55:00.004+01:002010-09-14T21:59:51.945+01:00up in legos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW2LTQxQgE9ByKI4PvCNrPQNYvAV7tC44vjDHA7AkqYf17Wdxb8G_UJnmCvWoMgsbLIAjj9SyMVkCz2DFi91cgXrn23Nnchz9YPGOFH47YExu_QPv2ErnLDIi14T6JPgLtLolqi00B-t8/s1600/up_movie_in_lego.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW2LTQxQgE9ByKI4PvCNrPQNYvAV7tC44vjDHA7AkqYf17Wdxb8G_UJnmCvWoMgsbLIAjj9SyMVkCz2DFi91cgXrn23Nnchz9YPGOFH47YExu_QPv2ErnLDIi14T6JPgLtLolqi00B-t8/s400/up_movie_in_lego.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516876840437829682" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHPYSY7z0gBp4b3bMP6EXRBr1dHsipEToddbX2QBvldZJZSIb5QU5VMz4vCSLvu-9mB879hCnVpbVZdYL9lkm3Wa9ujXKnaE-0CYtKF9eGwnGGEOYTeCJpc9W-jNPaEZBamBvoY-vM3Us/s1600/up_movie_in_lego.jpg"><br /></a>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-63965121127543713122010-09-05T14:40:00.001+01:002010-09-05T14:42:02.954+01:00i feel like going home<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtBQV01bDz8?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&rel=0&hd=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XtBQV01bDz8?fs=1&hl=pt_PT&rel=0&hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-8355881924509476782010-08-01T22:08:00.001+01:002010-08-01T22:10:40.752+01:00let them think what they mayLike an ancient day and I'm on trial<br />Let them seize the way, this once was an island<br />And I could not stay for I believed them<br />Left for the lights always in season<br /><br />Impassable night in a crowd of homesick<br />Fully grown children, you'll leave the lights<br />Your family may not wait, Sir, keep on believing<br />Our parents rue the day, they find us kneeling<br />Let them think what they may, for they've good reason<br />Left for the lights always in seasonDaisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-38416770996033954282010-07-11T16:48:00.004+01:002010-07-11T16:55:03.290+01:00Grownups<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I know I told you I didn't want to be a grownup, but...</span><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/grownups.png" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 131px;" border="0" alt="" /></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-81029888666092052332010-06-29T00:14:00.002+01:002010-06-29T00:24:06.258+01:00google<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">O google hoje (dia 29 de Junho de 2010), abri o meu browser e o google apresentou-me uma imagem baseada no Antoine de Saint-Exupéry... Finalmente o meu motor de pesquisa alia-se ao meu querido Principezinho. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Podem ver isso </span><a href="http://coisasnoar.tumblr.com"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">aqui</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">.</span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-16950974547760556282010-06-12T11:52:00.004+01:002010-06-13T23:50:17.624+01:00A minha oral<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">1 - Estômago</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>1.1 - Espaço de Traube/Triângulo de Labbé</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>1.2 - Vascularização</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">2 - Drenagem linfática do pulmão</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">3 - Ramos da carótida interna</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>3.1 - Polígono de Willis</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">4 - Ramos da subclávia (pré-escalénicos e interescalénicos)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">5 - Ramos da popliteia</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">6 - Segmentação brônquica</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">7 - Segmentação hepática</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>7.1 - Segmento I e VIII</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">8 - Canal torácico</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>8.1 - Percentagem de formação da cisterna de Pecquet</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">9 - Maior veia do corpo humano (safena interna)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>9.1 - Relação com o maléolo</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">10 - Pontos de confluência dos seios cranianos</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> 10</span>.1 - Seio cavernoso</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">11 - Aorta abdominal</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> 11</span>.1 - Ramos parietais</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>11.2 - Ramos viscerais (tronco celíaco)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">12 - Coração</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>12.1 - Seio coronário (abertura e trajecto)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>12</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';">.2 - Nódulos sinusal e AV</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>12.3 - Colunas carnudas/cordas tendinosas</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>12.4 - Apêndices auriculares (forma)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>12.5 - Ponta do coração</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>12.6 - Desvio do septo interventricular</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Custou mas arrecadou, não?</span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-45941753922002708062010-06-04T21:59:00.005+01:002010-06-04T22:21:23.518+01:00for you<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Something has changed within me,<br />Something is not the same.<br />I'm through with playing by the rules<br />Of someone else's game...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br />Too late for second-guessing,<br />Too late to go back to sleep.<br />It's time to trust my instincts,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Close my eyes and leap!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br />It's time to try<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEVw2LtGaS3Hk2jTLE6XCz2tISPQwBYPqSbMIzF6b-fmDpMgaoPQzmuZef_WfC7CfYsynpMxpOFA3R04MGpMNLGb3pgrA12Z6UnD1IFkpmXUlX7Rps92srfEMjaCBapRdmZwOevLabUAA/s320/leapoffaith.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479028349608980786" /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Defying gravity...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I think I'll try</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Defying gravit</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';">y.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';">Kiss me goodbye,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I'm defying gravity,<br />And you won't bring me down!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br />I'm through accepting limits<br />'Cause someone says they're so.<br />Some things I cannot change,<br />But till I try, I'll never know!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Too long I've been afraid of<br />Losing love I guess I've lost...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Well, if that's love<br />It comes at much too high a cost!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br />I'd sooner buy<br />Defying gravity.<br />Kiss me goodbye,<br />I'm defying gravity...<br />I think I'll try<br />Defying gravity<br />And you won't bring me down!</span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-78003829683868990272010-06-04T21:54:00.001+01:002010-06-04T21:54:59.070+01:00smile<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBzpbXCJFPg&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dBzpbXCJFPg&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-17668967976729331392010-06-01T00:01:00.001+01:002010-06-01T00:02:33.857+01:00right on<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>i killed my dinner with karate:</i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>kick 'em in the face, taste the body...</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><i>shallow work is the work that i do.</i></span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-9558554663268828312010-05-26T21:25:00.001+01:002010-05-26T21:25:56.040+01:00If<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">If you can keep your head when all about you<br />Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;<br />If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,<br />But make allowance for their doubting too;<br />If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,<br />Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,<br />Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,<br />And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;<br /><br />If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;<br />If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;<br />If you can meet with triumph and disaster<br />And treat those two imposters just the same;<br />If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken<br />Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,<br />Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,<br />And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;<br /><br />If you can make one heap of all your winnings<br />And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,<br />And lose, and start again at your beginnings<br />And never breath a word about your loss;<br />If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew<br />To serve your turn long after they are gone,<br />And so hold on when there is nothing in you<br />Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";<br /><br />If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,<br />Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;<br />If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;<br />If all men count with you, but none too much;<br />If you can fill the unforgiving minute<br />With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -<br />Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,<br />And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son! </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">- <i>Rudyard Kipling</i></span></div>Daisy Caladwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08935229815576340836noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381002003368815444.post-64017466328422282662010-05-23T14:15:00.000+01:002010-05-23T14:16:02.402+01:00e é assim...<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZxruR3Q-c7E&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZxruR3Q-c7E&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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