<?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-1214457670668867486</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:20:37.556-02:00</updated><title type='text'>**Patricia Souto**</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1214457670668867486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05658318727972224579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1214457670668867486.post-6069739516379250123</id><published>2009-05-14T16:02:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:24:57.648-03:00</updated><title type='text'>find something to love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SgxrPSkZvaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Bgcgx9B7pTI/s1600-h/n560079219_934827_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335757568953925026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SgxrPSkZvaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Bgcgx9B7pTI/s400/n560079219_934827_2467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quantas decisões foram tomadas até eu parar onde estou agora? Seja na escolha da foto do post tirada em Londres em 2008, claro, Rio de Janeiro que não foi, e tudo mais que naturalmente se soma e constroi esse segundo. Tudo que está em volta, o silêncio do escritório, o telefone do vizinho que não para de tocar, a estampa de insatisfação na cara, disfarçada pela recompensa em dinheiro no final do mês. Essas pessoas procuraram amor? Nunca nos foi ensinado que amor pelo que faz deve ser colocado primeiro plano. Não sei dizer, mas acredito que a maçã podre é o gostar de fazer algo em segundo plano. Somos bichos que lutam pela sobrevivência, prioridade.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei quais decisões tomei para chegar a esse ponto (ou que não tomei), mas não assumo a culpa de todas. Como seria o mundo se as pessoas fizessem o que gostam? O trabalho serve para guiar estes que não gostam de nada..sem preferências. Daí buscamos o amor pra recompensar a dor de perder 8 horas por dia fazendo algo que odeia por dinheiro, coitado do amor, tem muita responsabilidade nas costas. Depois a culpa é do amor... bjos Patricia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1214457670668867486-6069739516379250123?l=elbornspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6069739516379250123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1214457670668867486&amp;postID=6069739516379250123' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1214457670668867486/posts/default/6069739516379250123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1214457670668867486/posts/default/6069739516379250123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/2009/05/find-something-to-love.html' title='find something to love'/><author><name>Pati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05658318727972224579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SgxrPSkZvaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Bgcgx9B7pTI/s72-c/n560079219_934827_2467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1214457670668867486.post-848027883087681818</id><published>2008-07-28T14:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:10:27.318-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17:38 olhe nos meus olhos e veja se consegue enxergar o tempo neles, eles estão loucos e atentos pelo agora, 1, 6, 36 já passou, its gone, trying not to tend to compare thing or situations that shall never be compared, cant you see this when you look into my eyes..e os meus olhos o que te dizem, o que voce se permite escutar deles.17:43..glad is not 44 yet, does anyone know what the feck 44 means? would you feel scared with you bump into number 44 3 times in the first hour of your day? como voce escutaria isso? what would you do if this keep happening for like 4 years. sem dúvidas que isso vem dizer alguma coisa que meus olhos ainda não escutaram, e nem podem ver, mas voce pode ver neles! 17:46...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SI4A9mT1NCI/AAAAAAAAABo/ng87Q1DkQE8/s1600-h/salvador-dali-5670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228117275679470626" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SIoSuyNCddI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uV-kVYSeAF8/s320/once02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc99;"&gt; ONCE upon a time in Dublin, a girl arraived straight from south america with no major plans. Not having a plan in the first place, she had all the options in front of her and that was just what she needs. The feeling of arriving somewhere that you are 100% sure you have never seen those people and the same way around, was just fantastic..guess is one of those moments in life that you feel your presence like no other ocasion you remember and you just smile back to this moment! Turning right or left in the next corner was the same in her head for a good few months. Some money in the pocket and no big responsabilities. But once or twice and if you are a bit clever a third time maybe, you meet pleople that really crossed your way for a reason, even if you dont really accept it right away. Look around you, and put in words what really makes you happy, begin with those things that makes you smile, might be a nice start. Don´t be scared to give yourself to the situation, but forgive those who are not as brave as you are. Its no ones fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Grafton Street - Dublin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1214457670668867486-3443869493587152208?l=elbornspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3443869493587152208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1214457670668867486&amp;postID=3443869493587152208' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1214457670668867486/posts/default/3443869493587152208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1214457670668867486/posts/default/3443869493587152208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/2008/07/once-upon-time-in-dublin-girl-arraived.html' title=''/><author><name>Pati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05658318727972224579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SIoSuyNCddI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uV-kVYSeAF8/s72-c/once02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1214457670668867486.post-663845215224879356</id><published>2008-07-24T15:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:10:28.860-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SIjGbArjvmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/arE4MUcwmdA/s1600-h/born.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226645534904925794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SIjGbArjvmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/arE4MUcwmdA/s320/born.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SIjGQ9jtByI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G-vgDdUJZ6M/s1600-h/ft_all_stars_7MRB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226645362267981602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SIjGQ9jtByI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G-vgDdUJZ6M/s400/ft_all_stars_7MRB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Olá!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tenho que começar esse meu primeiro blog com uma foto que represente o motivo dele estar nascendo hoje. Essa foto foi tirada por um amigo de berlin que conheci em barcelona chamado Thilo. A idéia de bater perna em uma cidade que você não conhece com gente que você conhece menos ainda é muito bem vinda pra mim. Naquele dia nos conhecemos no café da manha no hostel, já tinha conhecido a Beth de Melbourne na noite anterior, também viajando sozinha. Fomos os 3 desconhecidos conhecer uma cidade desconhecida para os 3. Combinação perfeita..nesse momento não imaginava um dia morar em barcelona, o que acabou acontecendo pouco tempo depois. A foto marca "re - born", que em português significa, renascimento..essa foto é o começo do meio, quando eu decidi pular e renasci em barcelona..por que sem isso esse blog talvez não fosse real agora. E por fim eu acabei mudando 3 meses depois para uma rua apenas 2 quadras de onde foi tirada essa foto. Uma loucura, randon do randon, blandat! Essa cidade me ensinou muito e me influencia mesmo estando 10 horas de voo dela! Muito viva, muito intensa, a música, a praia, a arte, o encanto!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1214457670668867486-663845215224879356?l=elbornspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/feeds/663845215224879356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1214457670668867486&amp;postID=663845215224879356' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1214457670668867486/posts/default/663845215224879356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1214457670668867486/posts/default/663845215224879356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elbornspot.blogspot.com/2008/07/ol-tenho-que-comear-esse-meu-primeiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Pati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05658318727972224579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GPUETWBQIcI/SIjGbArjvmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/arE4MUcwmdA/s72-c/born.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
