tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61407622114478226122011-11-18T13:35:35.707-08:00CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-6198835978586480742011-01-04T10:02:00.000-08:002011-01-04T10:04:58.573-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TSNhNKdDZBI/AAAAAAAAA0g/BR7aGjIYEL4/s1600/preview18.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TSNhNKdDZBI/AAAAAAAAA0g/BR7aGjIYEL4/s200/preview18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558393243877729298" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TSNhNJPnNjI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/MD2qanVD59U/s1600/preview17.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TSNhNJPnNjI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/MD2qanVD59U/s200/preview17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558393243552921138" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-619883597858648074?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-40843750717524658262010-08-27T11:00:00.000-07:002010-08-27T11:02:48.374-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqu5az9XTAM?fs=1&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqu5az9XTAM?fs=1&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />初音ミク】無限の闇―echo of the past【オリジナル 】<br />[Hatsune Miku] Infinite darkness - Echo of the past<br /><br /><br /><br />作曲：細江慎治（めがＰ）<br />Composition: Shinji Hosoe (MegaP)<br /><br />作詞：Ｎｉｍａ<br />Lyric: Nima<br /><br />絵師：CLAMP<br />Illustration: CLAMP<br /><br />動画制作：三原一郎<br />Film Work: Mihara Ichiro<br /><br /><br /><br />立てた爪<br />tateta tsume<br />The fingernail that rose up<br /><br />紅く染む<br />akaku somu<br />is dyed into red<br /><br />紡がれた<br />棘の記憶<br />tsumu ga reta<br />toke no yume<br />in the memory of twisted thorn<br /><br />言の葉は<br />kotonoha wa<br />The words are<br /><br />零れ 消え<br />kobore kie<br />overflowing and disappearing<br /><br />―echo<br />ECHO<br /><br />「幸い」を<br />saiwai o<br />[Happiness] is<br /><br />封じた筺<br />tojita hako<br />sealed away<br /><br />繰り返す<br />螺旋の記憶<br />kurikaesu<br />neji no yume<br />in the memory of repeating spiral<br /><br />月影は<br />getsuei wa<br />moonbeam is<br /><br />陰 深く<br />kage fukaku<br />strengthening its shadow<br /><br />朽ちる私の心を<br />kuchiru watashi no kokoro o<br />my rotting heart<br /><br />糧にして<br />kate ni shite<br />is savouring<br /><br />咲き誇れ 花<br />sakihokore hana<br />the full bloom blossom<br /><br />瞼塞げば<br />mabuta fusakeba<br />if I close my eyes<br /><br />無限の闇<br />mugen no yami<br />eternal darkness<br /><br />甘やかなる<br />(y)ama yakanaru<br />might become a sweet<br /><br />柩よ<br />hitsugi yo<br />coffin<br /><br />------------------------(Full Version Only - ここから)<br /><br />白い指<br />shiroi yubi<br />white finger<br /><br />裂く静寂<br />saku shijima<br />tearing apart the silence<br /><br />焔のような<br />繻子の記憶<br />hi no you na<br />shusu no yume<br />in the memory of a flame-like satin<br /><br />sigh 「永遠」は<br />SIGH towa wa<br />sigh [Eternity] is<br /><br />泡沫へ<br />utakata e<br />towards a transient<br /><br />―echo<br />ECHO<br /><br />「さよなら」で<br />sayonara de<br />by saying goodbye<br /><br />出来た花束<br />dekita buuke<br />the flower bouquet can be<br /><br />枯れ果てた<br />色彩の記憶<br />kare hateta<br />iro no yume<br />in the memory of a withering dead color<br /><br />渇望は<br />katsubou wa<br />craving is<br /><br />遠き 声<br />tooki koe<br />a distant voice<br /><br />千々に散りゆく<br />chiji ni chiri yuku<br />scattered into thousands<br /><br />何時かの想い<br />itsuka no omoi<br />desire of no matter what time<br /><br />欠片の痛み 乗せ<br />kakera no itami nose<br />fragments of grief<br /><br />かつての愛の<br />katsute no ai no<br />the love I once had<br /><br />何が咎なのか<br />nani ga toga na noka<br />I cannot blame on anything<br /><br />捩れたまま<br />nejireta mama<br />into this twisted state<br /><br />堕つ<br />datsu<br />I fall down<br /><br />------------------------(Full Version Only - ここまで)<br /><br />楽土の果てに<br />rakudo no hate ni<br />at the end of the paradise<br /><br />消えてゆく echo<br />kiete yuku ECHO<br />disappearing echo<br /><br />彷徨いの echo<br />samayoi no ECHO<br />wandering echo<br /><br />so sweet dream sweet pain ―echo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-4084375071752465826?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-86388115856776271702010-08-17T13:22:00.001-07:002010-08-17T13:22:56.443-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TGrvlApdZhI/AAAAAAAAAz8/8-pFQTH6q4E/s1600/TESTE.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TGrvlApdZhI/AAAAAAAAAz8/8-pFQTH6q4E/s400/TESTE.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506476913521944082" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-8638811585677627170?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-67667082206621567782010-07-05T16:31:00.000-07:002010-07-05T17:39:05.563-07:00Eu gosto de banners. Na verdade, acho que gosto mais de criá-los, apesar de que eu não acho que eles sejam de grande valia, afinal, dificilmente atinjo o resultado que eu esperava. Ainda tenho muito o que aprender.<br />Estes aqui em baixo são apenas amostrar. Bannes escritos para descargo de consciência, já que com fotografia não funciona tão bem assim. Veio ao causo que eu não possuo essas fotografias, ou nenhuma que eu posso qualificar como uma fotografia para banner.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TDJ2Ia6qIEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/1qotJ4ewEp0/s1600/banner2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TDJ2Ia6qIEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/1qotJ4ewEp0/s200/banner2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490580782754439234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TDJ2H5XbTlI/AAAAAAAAAzk/VFFefd6oGjk/s1600/banner1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TDJ2H5XbTlI/AAAAAAAAAzk/VFFefd6oGjk/s200/banner1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490580773748297298" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TDJ7D2muSyI/AAAAAAAAAz0/N-1AbNQTZn0/s1600/banner3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TDJ7D2muSyI/AAAAAAAAAz0/N-1AbNQTZn0/s200/banner3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490586201845812002" /></a><br /><br />Acho que vou criar um novo a respeito do <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="font-size:78%;">the</span>S i r v a nt</span>.<br />Coral.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-6766708220662156778?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-72174068418390029162010-07-05T16:26:00.000-07:002010-07-05T16:31:06.569-07:00Eu bem que queria que todas minhas férias de inverno fossem dedicadas aos meus colegas escolares. Eu tenho um motivo. Pois as férias de inverno são a única folga estendida que vela e garante a volta desses mesmo colegas quando recomeçam as aulas, já que todos têm que voltar à escola para completar os estudos daquele determinado ano letivo. Não gosto das férias de verão, pois sei que a maioria deles todos sumirão e não retornarão contato. Tenho uma única excessão a isso apenas.<br />Excelente.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-7217406841839002916?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-9603212481027682072010-06-29T06:25:00.001-07:002010-06-29T06:36:02.939-07:00Tenham bons sonhos, terráqueos <span style="font-size:78%;">(eu sempre quis dizer isso)</span>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" >There's nothing left to lose. The fighting never ends. I can't face the dark without you</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">-> Breaking Benjamin, <span style="font-style: italic;">"Without You"</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:78%;">[acordei hoje pensando nessa música]</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Sinto como se a dor de meu sono estivesse pregado a pregos em cada um de meus ombros. Eu quero meu antigo travesseiro de volta, pois me recuso a dormir com este que tenho agora. Meu pescoço não se dá bem com travesseiros altos, ele chora, sabe?<br />E depois as pessoas que vêm me acordar não sabem porquê eu durmo torta...<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TCn2IEomuCI/AAAAAAAAAzc/kpLLLMSaKm4/s1600/fj1.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/TCn2IEomuCI/AAAAAAAAAzc/kpLLLMSaKm4/s200/fj1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488188239471097890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Eu estou oficialmente de férias!</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Coral.<br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-960321248102768207?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-31823424234917446002010-06-24T10:13:00.000-07:002010-06-24T10:20:40.359-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hoje o tempo estava frio. Não tão frio como tem sido, pois ainda havia o Sol por detrás das nuvens, algo cálido que demoraria a chegar através daquela espessa camada de nuvens acinzendatadas. Nossos Outono tem sido bem frio e, agora que ele se foi, nosso Inverno será mais frio ainda, eu espero. Não temos neve, nem flores de cerejeira caindo por nosso céu amanhecido.<br />Um dia ainda espero ver neve.<br />Espero, pois quero ver qual é a sensação de ter à sua frente algo branco que caia tão macia e calmamente, mais macia e calmamente que as chuvas de verão.<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;">Sei que houve um tempo em que eu não conseguia mais manter aquilo que eu normalmente mantinha, em uma segura frequência. Deve ser por isso que estou voltando a tentar mantê-las. Mas ainda não sei dizer se tenho certeza disso ou não.<br />Agora, pela minha janela, vejo o Sol, tentando ultrapassar a finura de minha cortina amarelada.<br />E, ainda assim, ele é cálido.<br /><br />Coral.<br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >the</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">S i r v a nt.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-3182342423491744600?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-67953887282333969752010-03-18T10:47:00.000-07:002010-03-23T18:38:54.853-07:00Pixiv tags from the previous threads:<br />Landscape: 風景<br />Background: 背景<br />Male: 男の子/少年<br />Female: 女の子/少女<br />Sky: 空<br />Original: オリジナル<br />Rain: 雨 -霧<br />Beautiful: 美しい<br />Water: 水<br />Sky: 空<br />Cloud: 雲<br />Cities: 都市<br />Sunset: 日没<br />Star: 星 <br />Library: 図書館<br />Train: 列車 or 電車<br />Cave: 洞窟<br />Tunnel: トンネル<br />Underground: 地下<br />Night Sky: 夜空<br />Snow: 雪<br />Stairs/Staircase/etc.: 階段<br /><br />If you need help with registering on pixiv, try this link:<br />http://teruchan.deviantart.com/art/How-to-Registration-pixiv-97389536<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-6795388728233396975?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140762211447822612.post-55089835415383936812009-08-25T19:03:00.000-07:002009-08-25T19:20:29.428-07:00Acessem essem endereço antes que a reforma do blog acabe:<br /><ul><a href="http://sirvant.blogspot.com/">http://sirvant.blogspot.com</a></ul><strike><span style="font-size:78%;">[ai, como odeio os problemas de edição do Blogger =__=]</span></strike><br />obs: <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Sirvant </span>será o nome de meu próximo blog <strike>[sobre o quê, eu ainda não sei x.x]</strike><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/SpSbo3JOA5I/AAAAAAAAAzA/-zfwAfgNNmY/s1600-h/S+i+r+v+a+n+t.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__2XQUAzM-AY/SpSbo3JOA5I/AAAAAAAAAzA/-zfwAfgNNmY/s200/S+i+r+v+a+n+t.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374091381659534226" /></a>Coral~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140762211447822612-5508983541538393681?l=duklyon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CaroLine Gabanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09252132239338775832noreply@blogger.com0