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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ARBHbfi7JdqQ0yGnmeu4DgwOiCo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ARBHbfi7JdqQ0yGnmeu4DgwOiCo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ARBHbfi7JdqQ0yGnmeu4DgwOiCo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ARBHbfi7JdqQ0yGnmeu4DgwOiCo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OK...am luat-o rau pe aratura..m-am tacanit de tot..dar stiti ce imi place ca ma chinui sa-mi revin si nu-mi iese...nu stiu de ce ma bucur caci nu prea e normal sa te bucuri cand zici ca ai innebunit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am recitit primele mele postari..doamne ce carcotasa eram..acum m-am dat pe sentimentalisme d-astea si nu-mi place..:)) ce-i asta?!..trebuie sa-mi revin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Si ca un prim pas..nu stiu ce sa va spun..ma chinui sa scriu..dar cred ca tastez aici doar ca sa nu ma duc la somn :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chiar ma chinui sa gasesc un subiect de barfit, da nu-mi vine nimic.. Prin minte imi alearga fluturasi acum..hei vad si niste stelute..si maine imi cumpar alta ciocolata..(frate eu dupa miezul noptii poftesc mereu la ciocolata?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Da..deci e clar..Aberez din nou in public..culmea..chiar am de gand sa postez asta desi stiu ca nimeni n-o sa aiba o parerea buna despre acest articol..dar in momentul de fata sincer putin imi pasa ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mi-am amintit ceva..n-are nicio legatura cu ce am scris pana acum.. Vali..desi ma enervezi ca nu vii miercuri..bafta la examen(e)..si sper sa apuci sa citesti postarea la timp!..o sa-ti tin pumnii printre injuraturi..:).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bun..gata cu "chat-ul"! Sa revenim.. Defapt lasa..ma duc la somn inainte sa ma apuce iar vreo "astenie de toamna" ca anul trecut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/8171315699317204698-6984604401782280592?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/k7NjX-eP5B0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6984604401782280592/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/09/ok.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6984604401782280592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6984604401782280592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/k7NjX-eP5B0/ok.html" title="" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/09/ok.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkECRn05eCp7ImA9Wx5QEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-6521942664089140473</id><published>2010-08-29T02:35:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T03:11:07.320+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-29T03:11:07.320+03:00</app:edited><title>...</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xN5e8DYAbFCxPDMwrdGbmQD3Xeo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xN5e8DYAbFCxPDMwrdGbmQD3Xeo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xN5e8DYAbFCxPDMwrdGbmQD3Xeo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xN5e8DYAbFCxPDMwrdGbmQD3Xeo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Era seara, si se gandea: "Ar merge una mica..macar de distractie"..dar n-o avea..Si, asa cum ti se intampla si tie sa-ti doresti ceva si in momentul acela sa nu ai, asa se intampla si acum,..si sta si plangea..si nimeni durerea nu i-o cruta..dar pana-ntr-o zi..cand "Soarele" i-a zambit,malefic caci era doar un ranjet stupid in coultul gurii, si apoi i-a soptit.."Astazi e ziua ta norocoasa! Astazi o poti avea doar pentru tine! Profita acum cat sigur nu va fi nimeni care sa te opreasca!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Si asa a facut.. a ascultat de "Soare" ca de Dumnezeu si dorinta i s-a indeplinit.. Doar ca asa cum lumina brusca si puternica iti da o speranta dar iti raneste retina, asa si acea dorinta.. De ce o savura cu mai multa placere, d-aia ea incepea  sa-i provoace dependenta..ca un drog..odata atinsa acea prima stare euforica, maresti si maresti si maresti continuu doza in speranta ca vei retrai momentul. Dar..niciodata nu este la fel, ba din contra, de fiecare data situatia se inrautateste..iar tu nu mai atingi apogeul fericirii, ci doar te amagesti gandindu-te la asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Asa si acum.. o gusta azi..o gusta maine..se bucura, nu constientizeaza ca de data asta nu mai e valabila vechea vorba din popor "tot rau-i spre bine". E in al noualea cer ca "Soarele" ii acorda atat de mult timp sa petreaca cu ea.. se bucura ca o persoana lipsita de ratiune de fiecare secunda. Am putea spune ca traieste intens fiecare secunda, dar stim cu totii ca nu face altceva decat sa-si iroseasca inca o clipa si inca o clipa din viata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Se uita la ea de parca ar fi cel mai minunat lucru intalnit in viata..ce-i drept..si ea se topea cand era atinsa catusi de putin, si se facea simtita pana in maduva oaselor trezindu-i la viata fiecare simt daruit de mama-natura..dar parca prea repede cadea prada unei iluzii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Caci pana la urma..asta este ea, ciocolata, un drog, o iluzie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-6521942664089140473?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/rQ1wFZUB5-E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6521942664089140473/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6521942664089140473?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6521942664089140473?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/rQ1wFZUB5-E/blog-post.html" title="..." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcDRHk7cCp7ImA9Wx5QEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-3564731884057415398</id><published>2010-08-29T02:08:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:47:55.708+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-30T21:47:55.708+03:00</app:edited><title>3 si cred ca se(s-a) termina(t) TOTUL..</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EDlYdjZeYqCeu3ZszCdFDs7NOAo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EDlYdjZeYqCeu3ZszCdFDs7NOAo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EDlYdjZeYqCeu3ZszCdFDs7NOAo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EDlYdjZeYqCeu3ZszCdFDs7NOAo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mda..nu s-a intamplat...dorinta 3 nu s-a indeplinit...adica...am suportat dar nu face 2 face.. deci nu cred ca se pune..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sau ba da, sincer, ar trebui sa se puna..ca am inghitit prea mult in sec, si la telefon.. lucru care sincer nu cred ca l-as fi facut pentru oricine..ceea ce imi da de gandit..si cu cat ma gandesc mai mult cu atat ma trec niste fiori cumpliti..sper ca dupa toata "povestea" asta sa nu se-ntoarca roata.. Sau nu prea curand..sa apuc sa "traiesc" si apoi sa "platesc" pentru niste pacate oarecum straine mie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stii ...in momentul acesta e ceva dincolo de puterile mele, desi sunt bagata pana peste cap in toata "mizeria" asta, nu reusesc sa inteleg... Parca ar fi un scenariu ieftin, sau poate unul bun, dar cu personaje interpretate in cel mai josnic mod..Nu stiu..chiar sunt lucruri pe care nu reusesc sa le deslusesc. Imi pare rau ca nu pot da mai multe detalii (e vorba si de etica)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-3564731884057415398?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/Y--I7LFonUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/3564731884057415398/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-si-cred-ca-ses-terminat-totul.html#comment-form" title="0 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/3564731884057415398?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/3564731884057415398?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/Y--I7LFonUY/3-si-cred-ca-ses-terminat-totul.html" title="3 si cred ca se(s-a) termina(t) TOTUL.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-si-cred-ca-ses-terminat-totul.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMERXk_fyp7ImA9Wx5RFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-6593286823870844017</id><published>2010-08-22T00:26:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T02:13:24.747+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-22T02:13:24.747+03:00</app:edited><title>1 si 2,,</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h4OotAbtddHbhdFRDmsPli9OKpY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h4OotAbtddHbhdFRDmsPli9OKpY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h4OotAbtddHbhdFRDmsPli9OKpY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/h4OotAbtddHbhdFRDmsPli9OKpY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mai stiti postarea aceea in legatura cu filmul "A walk to remember" si primele 2 dorinte din lista mea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tin sa va spun ca ieri seara am simtit ca indeplinesc cate putin din ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am stat pe acoperisul unui bloc, a fost pentru prima data, dar sper ca nu si pentru ultima...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am  vazut de sus micul nostru "sat" si va jur ca eram oarecum debusolata, adica multitudinea de luminite mi-au dat impresia ca sunt deasupra "Micului Paris". In fine, frumos tare acolo sus, pe bune, chiar va recomand un drum pe bloc, e relaxant.. si daca si compania e buna..ce sa mai, devine un vis :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Buuun.. acum sa va spun de ce am simtit ca imi semi-indeplinesc dorintele..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In primul rand am simtit ca sunt in doua locuri in acelasi timp, si asta fara sa trec vreo granita. Eram pe Pamant, dar inaltimea ma facea sa ma simt desprinsa de el.. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A..si am simtit ca zbor..ma rog..intr-un mod mai ciudat, stiu asta. Poate va amintiti ca in acea veche postare am spus ca imi doresc sa zbor dar nu stiu cum... Acum stiu cum sa simt asta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Si..sa fiu sincera..pentru tot trebuia sa multumesc catorva persoane(in ordinea in care v-am intalnit):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Dani, iti merci ca ai facut efortul de a iesi, in ciuda disputelor cu ai tai,..chiar te iubesc pentru asta!, si..si mai mult iti multumesc ca erai disperata dupa tigari!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Tuturor vanzatoarelor care nu i-au vandut tigari la bucata, intrucat biata fata s-a simtit obligata sa sune un prieten :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Tie Madalin ca ai acceptat sa ii dai o tigara din pachetul lui Vali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Si nu in ultimul rand tie Vali ca  venit cu ideea sa mergem la tine pe bloc..si ca mi-ai dat geaca aia ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pentru fiecare un :* mare.. si un MULTUMESC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-6593286823870844017?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/maqmU9tbuU4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6593286823870844017/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-si-2.html#comment-form" title="2 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6593286823870844017?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6593286823870844017?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/maqmU9tbuU4/1-si-2.html" title="1 si 2,," /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-si-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEENRX86eip7ImA9Wx5RFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-8140750743786654579</id><published>2010-08-22T00:06:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:38:14.112+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-22T00:38:14.112+03:00</app:edited><title>Ce va pasa voua?</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HYQYlc7u5AxDy0frORIrZDj7FXE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HYQYlc7u5AxDy0frORIrZDj7FXE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: italic; font-family:georgia, serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;De ce va pasa voua de mine? Tocmai cei ce nu ma cunosc ma critica? De ce? De cand si pana cand?..Nu ne cunoastem..deci nu vad care e problema ta???  Sau ce crezi ca daca m-ai vazut de doua ori si am schimbat trei cuvinte deja suntem prieteni buni si deja stii totul despre mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Spun toate astea pentru ca sunt unii care-si dau cu parerea atunci cand nu e cazul..despre niste lucruri normale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Care e problema voastra daca mie imi foarte plac masinile??? De cand ma stiu sunt fascinata de ele..si nu vad unde e problema atata timp cat nu ma compromit pentru una? Nu vad de ce tocmai tu, care nu stii cine sunt imi pui eticheta doar pentru asta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Adica sa fim seriosi..n-as sta nici cu tine (daca esti baiat), nici cu prietenul tau si nici cu nimeni altcineva doar pentru ca ai/are masina draguta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Si sa iti intre bine in cap..poti sa ai cea mai tare masina ever, n-as sta cu tine daca:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. In cap in loc de creier ai avea tarate..sau orice altceva exceptand materia cenusie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2. Daca ai fi vreun manelist, cocalar, nespalat (as spune si roacker, dar pe langa faptu ca rockul imi place, roackerii aia obsedati, pe care ii detest si de care-mi e frica putin, nu baga banii in altcv inafara de tigari si bautura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3. Daca nu am avea nimic in comun, si nimic de discutat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;4. Si nu in ultimul rand daca ai fi urat sau mai scund decat mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nu-s eu Miss Univers dar parca tot nu-mi vine sa umblu cu urati, pitici, hidosi doar pentru ca au masini luxoase!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; A..si mai e ceva..sub nicio forma nu te-as baga in seama daca n-ai avea dupa ce bea apa, dar ai conduce ultimul model al masinilor de lux..exact ca-n melodia lui Puia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Unii conduc masini mai scumpe decat casa unde stau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: italic; font-family:georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;Cheltuie in club si banii pe care nu-i au. "..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Ma scuzati daca va dezamagesc, dar modelul meu in viata nu e Moni..;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gata..am terminat..sper ca ati inteles. Imi plac masinile frumoase, apreciez daca un baiat dragut, cu ceva util in cap, cu niste gusturi acceptabile are in dotare si o masina.. dar asta nu inseamna ca unuia care nu detine un BMW in garaj ii dau cu flit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S : Acest articol il dedic tuturor celor care cred ca as sta cu oricine sau ca as face orice pentru o tabla, un volan si patru roti!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-8140750743786654579?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/2p6A9UsolAE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/8140750743786654579/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/ce-va-pasa-voua.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/8140750743786654579?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/8140750743786654579?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/2p6A9UsolAE/ce-va-pasa-voua.html" title="Ce va pasa voua?" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/08/ce-va-pasa-voua.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ICRXk5eip7ImA9WxFVFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-4590607520873032074</id><published>2010-06-12T22:56:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T10:52:44.722+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-13T10:52:44.722+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mandy Moore" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="A walk to remember" /><title>1..2..3..</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-rvDx4LpjdzX-UjQXiru-SUTzvA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-rvDx4LpjdzX-UjQXiru-SUTzvA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pentru a nu stiu cata oara m-am uitat si am plans la "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A walk to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"...si ..mi-am dat seama ca de cate ori am vazut filmul am vrut sa fac si eu o lista cu niste lucruri pe care as vrea sa le fac in viata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Ca si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jamie Sullivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; (Mandy Moore) imi doresc sa fiu in doua locuri in acelasi timp. O sa am si eu un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Landon Carter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; care sa ma duca la granita cu fericirea? ;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Vreau sa zbor.. Nu stiu cum, dar chiar imi doresc asta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. Vreau sa reusesc sa ascult, fara sa ma enervez, o persoana pe care in mod normal nu as suporta  sa o vad nici in picturi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. Desi am mai spus asta..ma repet..As vrea sa reusesc sa am o cariera undeva departe de Romania..si..sa fie toata lumea acolo cu mine :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. A..mai vreau si o familie fericita ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Si cam atat..nu vreau sa incep sa-mi insir aici toate dorintele legate de reusitele profesionale si financiare..mi se pare un pic..aiurea..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Daca ai ajuns sa citesti si aceasta postare..te invit sa scrii si tu cateva lucruri pe care cu adevarat ti-ai dori sa le faci in viata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-4590607520873032074?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/SC0e4_oSuGc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/4590607520873032074/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/06/123.html#comment-form" title="3 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/4590607520873032074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/4590607520873032074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/SC0e4_oSuGc/123.html" title="1..2..3.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/06/123.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4BQX88fCp7ImA9WxFQFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-28558812257851826</id><published>2010-05-09T22:05:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:55:50.174+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-09T22:55:50.174+03:00</app:edited><title>Vali :)</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rn58JYCx-C2HSbMiaJGQMhlR2Jk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rn58JYCx-C2HSbMiaJGQMhlR2Jk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rn58JYCx-C2HSbMiaJGQMhlR2Jk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rn58JYCx-C2HSbMiaJGQMhlR2Jk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;LA MULTI ANI!!!! acum esti un batranel tanar :) ..curiozitate..fara griji (sper sa da) si fara bani (sper sa nu)?&lt;br /&gt;In momentul acesta nu prea stiu ce sa zic..dar pentru ca ti-am promis k azi de ziua ta iti dedic o postare.. Apropo stiu k nu-i frumos, dar knd te intrebasem ce vrei sa scriu ma gandeam ca imi dai vreo idee...asa.. nu-mi ramane decat sa aberez eu. Sper sa nu te superi ca nu stau sa fac urari pompoase, dar cred ca deja stii ca mai bine scriu 1milion de pagini q tampenii decat sa scriu 3 randuri siropoase:).&lt;br /&gt;De ziua ta...tin sa-ti multumesc pentru ca mi-ai fost alaturi..mai ales zilele astea..cu dilema mea..nu dau detalii k na'...stii u..dupa ce k am numit asa postarea...sa mai dau si detalii si o sa am nevoie de printarea "testamentului".&lt;br /&gt;Si in rest..imi pare rau k nu te surprind asa cum iti doreai..da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u stii k eu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TE IUBESC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :*&lt;br /&gt;Si in final..ast sa faci cinste (k in poza) ca sa iti dau si restul cadoului..da nu la lumina lumanarii..pentru a nu isca interpretari ;). A..si daca pana la intalnirea aia am vreo revelatie divina promit ca scriu pe foaie si iti dau si citesti (nu citesc eu pentru ca am oroare de public).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/S-cSH0B_XzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vI10izon_i4/s1600/pozaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/S-cSH0B_XzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vI10izon_i4/s200/pozaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469360197900132146" 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/8171315699317204698-28558812257851826?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/iSwalZYMqxw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/28558812257851826/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/05/vali.html#comment-form" title="0 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/28558812257851826?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/28558812257851826?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/iSwalZYMqxw/vali.html" title="Vali :)" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/S-cSH0B_XzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vI10izon_i4/s72-c/pozaaa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/05/vali.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQARXw-eCp7ImA9WxFSF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-2308131912141346591</id><published>2010-04-20T18:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:45:44.250+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-20T18:45:44.250+03:00</app:edited><title>Vise..</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Or-irWgm6emSuVZ0cpiubBrs1Jo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Or-irWgm6emSuVZ0cpiubBrs1Jo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Or-irWgm6emSuVZ0cpiubBrs1Jo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Or-irWgm6emSuVZ0cpiubBrs1Jo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Care a fost cel mai ciudat vis al tau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pe toti cei care treceti pe aici va rog frumos sa lasati un comentariu (nu trebuie sa-l semnati daca nu vreti) cu raspunsul la aceasta intrebare&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru incurajare incep eu. Cel mai ciudat vis pe care mi-l amintesc a fost cel de sambata noaptea... m-am visat mireasa..si aveam o rochie groaznica..si eram cea mai nefericita persoana de la nunta mea, deja regretam pasul facut.. Saracul mire era asa de entuziasmat si eu ma gandeam deja la divort..Uof!.. Daca la asta adaugam si faptul ca persoane dragi mie nu venisera la nunta..va dati si voi seama ce dezastru catasfrofal era :( .. Apoi..vine partea frumoasa a visului cand am fugit de la nunta sub pretextul ca s-a furat mireasa :) si m-am intalnit cu altcineva :)). Aaa.. si scapasem si de rochia aia oribila..acum purtam o rochitza neagra :X.. abordasem un stil mai rock :)&lt;br /&gt;Acum e randul tau ;)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-2308131912141346591?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/v7LkO7fAB9M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/2308131912141346591/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/04/vise.html#comment-form" title="7 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2308131912141346591?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2308131912141346591?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/v7LkO7fAB9M/vise.html" title="Vise.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/04/vise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08MRnYzfip7ImA9WxFSF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-5402130270700280658</id><published>2010-04-19T21:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:31:27.886+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-19T21:31:27.886+03:00</app:edited><title>Cea mai lunga postare :))</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S708VjKD8EK2kTwF15umzIIF4fs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S708VjKD8EK2kTwF15umzIIF4fs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumeacafelei.eva.ro/plantatia-lui-roxifoxy92/"&gt;http://lumeacafelei.eva.ro/plantatia-lui-roxifoxy92/&lt;/a&gt; concursul tine pana pe 22 aprilie..deci mai am putin timp la dispozitie sa va stresez &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-5402130270700280658?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/U0CGRlof0G4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/5402130270700280658/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/04/cea-mai-lunga-postare.html#comment-form" title="0 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/5402130270700280658?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/5402130270700280658?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/U0CGRlof0G4/cea-mai-lunga-postare.html" title="Cea mai lunga postare :))" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/04/cea-mai-lunga-postare.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YDRnk5fSp7ImA9WxFSF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-2376066827354697443</id><published>2010-04-19T21:13:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:19:37.725+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-19T21:19:37.725+03:00</app:edited><title>"Porunca"</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SqTDIgR_mOFj06gWf1kuTdzcRdI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SqTDIgR_mOFj06gWf1kuTdzcRdI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SqTDIgR_mOFj06gWf1kuTdzcRdI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SqTDIgR_mOFj06gWf1kuTdzcRdI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cum am primit "porunca" de la Vali sa scriu 10 lucruri pe kre imi place sa le fac..ma supun:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sa ascult muzica&lt;br /&gt;2. Sa desenez&lt;br /&gt;3. Sa ma uit la TV&lt;br /&gt;4. Sa dorm&lt;br /&gt;5. Sa mananc(mai ales ciocolata..si stiu ca nu se vede dar pls credeti-ma!kiar nu mint)&lt;br /&gt;6. Sa ma plimb cu jony cu masina&lt;br /&gt;7. Sa machiez&lt;br /&gt;8. Sa vorbesc la telefon&lt;br /&gt;9. Sa scriu pe blog,desi cam rar fac asta,dar imi place&lt;br /&gt;10. Sa ma joc cu BIJOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si mai departe cui pasez...nu stiu vad eu cui..momentan n-am idei:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-2376066827354697443?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/N4yCtCGMiu8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/2376066827354697443/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/04/porunca.html#comment-form" title="4 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2376066827354697443?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2376066827354697443?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/N4yCtCGMiu8/porunca.html" title="&quot;Porunca&quot;" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/04/porunca.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IGQH0yeSp7ImA9WxBUE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-7272782688725603130</id><published>2010-02-28T00:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:58:41.391+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-28T00:58:41.391+02:00</app:edited><title>Pentru Jony..</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S-IjKVdIjF7PoS_Vav1u8Uj0BII/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/S-IjKVdIjF7PoS_Vav1u8Uj0BII/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Draga Jony,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum esti colega mea de banca si una dintre cele mai bune prietene ale mele..iti dau dreptate..ar fi trebuit sa apari si tu in testamentul meu. Regret ca nu am facut asta, acum sper doar sa nu fie mult prea tarziu..&lt;br /&gt;Deci ..dupa cum am stabilit de comun acord ca in creierul meu exista o morga pentru neuroni si in al tau un cimitir si un neuron imprumutat care viseaza sa devina preot (ca sa ii ingroape crestineste pe cei decedati) vreau sa stii ca tie iti las mostenire morga mea. Ai grija ca daca mor si eu, nu doar neuronii mei, morga o sa fie suprapopulata si avem nevoie de preotu ala cat mai repede cu putinta..:). Multumita de mostenire?? Ca altceva nu stiu daca as avea incredere sa las pe mana unei blonde, fie ea si "blonda de milioane"..&lt;br /&gt;Apropo stiu ca partea cu acordul dintre noi doua era ceva ce nu trebuia spus..dar stai linistita..oricum stie toata lumea ca nu avem toata tigla pe casa..asta nu ar fi decat confirmarea ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-7272782688725603130?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/5LR1ZzgGgMA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/7272782688725603130/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/02/pentru-jony.html#comment-form" title="5 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/7272782688725603130?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/7272782688725603130?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/5LR1ZzgGgMA/pentru-jony.html" title="Pentru Jony.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/02/pentru-jony.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUNSH8zeCp7ImA9WxBUEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-7813852644425491531</id><published>2010-02-27T00:49:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:34:59.180+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-27T01:34:59.180+02:00</app:edited><title>Testament</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5Q_J88EOXpjnFEAB1f4PVUDe2CM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5Q_J88EOXpjnFEAB1f4PVUDe2CM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In primul rand:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuturor celor care mi-au fost alaturi in toate prostiile pe care le-am facut de-a lungul vietii...vreau sa nu va multumesc..pentru ca nu ati stiut sa imi spuneti ca gresesc. Tuturor celor care mi-ati spus ca gresesc, dar pe care bineinteles, nu v-am ascultat..la fel..nu vreau sa va multumesc deoarece nu ati stiut sa ma faceti sa inteleg ca gresesc si sa vreau sa schimb asta..si tot asa.. In schimb va multumesc tuturor celor care ati gresit cu mine..:) Macar nu sunt singura care ajunge in iad &gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De asemenea doresc a le multumi celor care mi-au indeplinit ultimele dorinte si anume:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Mi-au adus multe cutii de bomboane Ferrerro Rocher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. M-au inmormantat cu 2 telefoane cu baterie full,cu casuta vocala activata si cu mesajul de intampinare "Buna, sunt Roxi! Lasati-mi un mesaj si va voi suna cand pot, sau cand prind semnal pe lumea celalta sau si mai bine cand veniti in vizita! Va multumesc!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Nu au lasat-o pe Bijou sa ma vada moarta.(nu vreau sa sufere mititica de ea)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si cam atat..sau nu mai e una..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Le multumesc si celor care nu mi-au adus coroane pompoase si urate ca la morti :) pe care sunt scrise mesaje care mai de care pline de regrete doar pentru ca asa se poarta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In al doilea rand.(acum urmeaza testamentul propriu-zis)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celor ce mi-au indeplinit ultimele dorinte le las mostenire toata recunostinta mea si sper ca Dumnezeu sa va ierte 2-3 pacate! Promit eu ca vorbesc cu el si va pun o pila la Maretia Sa!:))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De asemenea lui Vali, autorul unei superbe melodii ce mi-a inspirat redactarea acestui document de maxima importanta (nu melodia e de vina ci poftitul la ciocolata dar asta nu conteaza..), doresc a-i lasa mostenire blogul meu. Draga Vali, chiar sper ca dupa moartea mea sa ai mai multa grija de acest amarat blog decat am avut eu. Si sper ca atunci cand iti amintesti de mine sa scrii ceva ce crezi tu ca ar fi reprezentativ pentru mine:). Mc :*!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Persoanei care a avut grija ca micuta Bijou sa nu-mi simta foarte tare lipsa ii las comoara mea cea mai de pret, cei 4 copii ai mei: Bijou, Bibi, Bumbo si Roro. Ai mare grija de ei te rog si vezi ca lui Bijou nu ii place sa o mangai pe burtica!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iubitelor mele rude..nu prea am ce sa le las...Adica momentan avere n-am..daca mor mai tarziu atunci va ramane voua.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A..si ca sa nu uit! V-am iubit pe toti..mai mult, mai putin, sau deloc,..dar v-am iubit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si gata ca va-ntindeti mai mult decat va e plapuma!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S.: Nu sunt emo! Nu am de gand sa mor prea curand..mai am lume de torturat...dar pofta de ciocolata si nervii "Tomy" din acest moment devin mai puternici decat mine si in caz ca ma rapun sa stiti care sunt dorintele si "averile" mele. Pupici! :) :*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-7813852644425491531?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/k_vvQR824VM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/7813852644425491531/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/02/testament.html#comment-form" title="6 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/7813852644425491531?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/7813852644425491531?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/k_vvQR824VM/testament.html" title="Testament" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/02/testament.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEINRXs_cCp7ImA9WxBQE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-3017150780643345285</id><published>2010-01-12T22:23:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:43:14.548+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-12T23:43:14.548+02:00</app:edited><title>Todo fue como en un sueno</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQLdv9GLVlue-J_yqr8MgrQGuCU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQLdv9GLVlue-J_yqr8MgrQGuCU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQLdv9GLVlue-J_yqr8MgrQGuCU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WQLdv9GLVlue-J_yqr8MgrQGuCU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Simt..cum ceva vine usor catre mine..ii simt prezenta din ce in ce mai aproape..ar trebui sa-i simt pasii dar nu pot,nu reusesc! un fior ma cuprinde subit, incep sa tremur..nu stiu exact de ce sau de cine dar incepe sa-mi fie frica, mult prea frica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Nu mai am stare, nu-mi gasesc locul, nu stiu ce e cu mine, ce mi se intampla. Deschid ochii! Phiu..langa mine nu e decat Bijou, pisica mea sarita de pe fix. De ce ma sperii de fiecare data cand se apropie de mine iar eu dorm? De ce intotdeauna cred ca este altcineva? De ce niciodata nu-mi dau seama ca este ea? De ce tot timpul o confund cu..El?De ce nu pot sa uit, sa sterg cu buretele tot ce-a fost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Amintirile ma napadesc..ma fura intr-o cu totul alta lume. Vreau sa fug dar nu reusesc..am devenit prizioniera propriilor mele ganduri, propriilor mele sentimente, propriilor mele amintiri. Inima bate din ce in ce mai tare de parca si ea s-ar simti incatusata si ar incerca din rasputeri sa scape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Incerc sa ma linistesc, iau telefonul, imi pun "dopurile" (castile), si pornesc radioul..melodiile se aud in surdina..in mintea mea e un zbucium neincetat de secvente mai mult sau mai putin placute..o galagie infernala.. Trec secunde, minute, ore din viata mea in care stau in pat, parca paralizata de amalgamul de sentimente ce pusese stapanire pe intreaga mea fiinta.. Brusc aud o melodie..veche..foarte veche..din tineretile mele as putea spune.. Un vers suna cam asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"Todo fue como en un sueno" . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Aceeasi stare de neliniste ma cuprinde, incerc sa deschid ochii dar nu mai  am cum..ma simt departe..departe de casa, departe de tot ce e al meu, departe de mine. Deodata ma trezesc, sunt intr-o incapere mare..cu multe vitrine, mai mult goale decat pline, cu prajituri..Vad o usa alba..curiozitatea ma impinge sa intru. O deschid..ma uit in stanga..ma uit in dreapta, nimeni..ma simt de parca as fi un personaj din desenele animate. Mireasma prajiturilor ma ghideaza catre o alta camera ceva mai intunecata. Pasesc timida cand o mana calda, dar puternica ma atinge pe spate..Ma sperii cumplit, dar spre surprinderea mea reusesc sa nu tip..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Ma intorc. Este El! O nu! Sunt la..cofetarie?!! Si El e aici! Ce caut la el la cofetarie??..mai rau..Ce caut in spatele tejghelei??..Trebuie sa gasesc o scuza plauzibila..o sa ma intrebe si el acelasi lucru! Ziiiiii repede..ce caut aici?..gata stiu..”nu era nimeni in fata si m-am gandit ca poate ma poate ajuta cineva?!”..halal scuza..dar alta mai buna in asemenea conditii de stres nu sunt in stare sa gasesc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Ciudat sau nu, dar El nu ma intreaba nimic..ma ia de mana si ma duce in fata. Astept sa spuna ceva dar nimic..poate am ramas surda si nu-mi dau seama..dar nici buzele nu le misca.. Statea doar si ma privea cu acei ochii superbi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Am vrut sa plec..dar parca de ce ma grabeam sa ajung la usa d-aia distanta devenea din ce in ce mai mare.. In toata fuga mea el a reusit sa ma prinda din urma..m-a tras aproape..si.. si..m-am trezit.. Ah..”Todo fue como en un sueno”..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-3017150780643345285?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/OYrj1ts20eQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/3017150780643345285/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/01/todo-fue-como-en-un-sueno.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/3017150780643345285?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/3017150780643345285?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/OYrj1ts20eQ/todo-fue-como-en-un-sueno.html" title="Todo fue como en un sueno" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/01/todo-fue-como-en-un-sueno.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAMQHY7eCp7ImA9WxBQEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-6005894134173047247</id><published>2010-01-10T19:43:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:23:01.800+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-10T20:23:01.800+02:00</app:edited><title>Cat de ...</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f7xQa21y6W0zI3kF4QpAcAFodic/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f7xQa21y6W0zI3kF4QpAcAFodic/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pana acum cativa ani (adica..pana in clasa a..7a sau a8a) credeam ca baietii sunt cei care mint mai mult decat fetele..si ca ei sunt primii care inseala intr-o relatie.. Apoi cunoscand mai multe fete a caror experienta in relatii  crestea vazand cu ochii am ajuns ca treptat, treptat sa-mi schimb parerea..adica acum..de cate ori aud ca o relatie nu merge bine intai ma gandesc cum e fata si ce reputatie are ea..si apoi de cate ori a inselat el..ca sa fim sinceri..nici baietii nu sunt usa de biserica..doar ca ei asa au fost de cand lumea si Pamantu', pe cand fetele..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ma roog ideea e ca fetele nu mai sunt cele care erau o data, ca s-o parafrazez pe bunica :). Chestia asta mi-o confirma si intamplarile unui prieten..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rezumand: ea vorbeste cu el..el baiat dragut, se poarta cu ea ca si cu o papusa si ies..si normal ca placandu-i de ea vrea si el un sarut acolo..ea nooo..ca stai, ca sa vezi..ca doar ce a incheiat o presupusa relatie care defapt nu era o relatie (si tot felu de ameteli d-astea) si ca acum sufera mititica de ea si ca trebuie intai sa-si revina. Saracu baiat..ce sa zica acum, doar nu era s-o forteze ca nu e frumos. Si sta, si asteapta, dar ea nimic, nu da niciun semn de "vindecare". Si ghici ce? Il pune naiba sa-mi povesteasca mie toata chestia asta..(zic asa pt ca acum a ajuns subiect pe blog)..in fine..vorbim ce vorbim pe tema asta(partea asta ramane intre noi ca nu-i frumos sa dau tot din casa) si cand se hotaraste si el ce sa faca poftim surpriza..o vede pe ea cu altu afara, "la un suc". Si saracu baiat astepta sa ii dea ea raspuns daca ies sau nu..Pai e frumos asa ceva? Va dati si voi seama ca s-a simtit ca naiba.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Daca tot nu vroia nimic cu el, ca eu una din atitudinea ei cam asta inteleg, de ce nu a avut curaj sa ii spuna ca nu si gata...? Ea l-a luat cu d-alea ca nu acum ca trebuie sa-mi revin..Nu asa se face.. Serios. Nu-s eu aia inteleapta da de un lucru sunt in stare sa-mi dau seama. Daca ii spunea sincer ca nu vrea sa fie cu el pun pariu ca existau sanse de 90% sa ramana amici..asa..nu mai vorbesc.. Cu ce s-a ales ea?CU NIMIC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-6005894134173047247?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/0XrdQ0X_zwY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6005894134173047247/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/01/cat-de.html#comment-form" title="5 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6005894134173047247?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6005894134173047247?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/0XrdQ0X_zwY/cat-de.html" title="Cat de ..." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/01/cat-de.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUANSH4yfip7ImA9WxBQEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-6402643317293169197</id><published>2010-01-08T20:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:23:19.096+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-10T20:23:19.096+02:00</app:edited><title>Mi-era dor..</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_O7DNZLm35Vsy8cx1rGiCGiLvY4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_O7DNZLm35Vsy8cx1rGiCGiLvY4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mi-era dor sa scriu..mi-era dor de mini-mini-mini-foarte mini-publicul meu :)..am lipsit cam mult, dar...am si o veste buna..subiecte noi de "barfit" &gt;:)..pentru asta le multumesc prietenilor si "prietenilor"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-6402643317293169197?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/e0noB_LIiyc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6402643317293169197/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/01/mi-era-dor.html#comment-form" title="0 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6402643317293169197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6402643317293169197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/e0noB_LIiyc/mi-era-dor.html" title="Mi-era dor.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2010/01/mi-era-dor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4BQnc9eyp7ImA9WxNWGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-2286220042961636799</id><published>2009-10-17T20:50:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:12:33.963+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-18T00:12:33.963+03:00</app:edited><title>Nu stiu ce..</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WadYqApC2Dhm63qbjQVbiXswf-M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WadYqApC2Dhm63qbjQVbiXswf-M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;u stiu, chiar nu stiu ce e cu mine..mi se intampla ceva ..relativ ciudat...e oare perioada aia a vietii in care esti foarte dornic de a afla cine esti, de a te (re)descoperii?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Acum ceva vreme ma chinuia dorinta de a ma afirma si altfel...vroiam sa scriu o poezie..care  sa exprime exact ceea ce simteam.. imi doream sa iasa ceva frumos..ceva ce ar merita sa fie postat aici..si am incercat..si m-am chinuit...si iar am incercat si iar m-am chinuit..timp de..10 minute..mai mult n-am putut...imi era somn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Insa am reusit sa scriu o strofa..adica ea e singura care demonstra cat eram eu de  s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;uparata in acel moment..si surprindea...intr-un mod mai metaforic starea mea .. "emo", dar mai ales acea strofa era singura cu putintica logica. Nu stiu daca si pentru blonde ar avea vreo noima..da..nu-i nicio problema le iert, promit! Asta numai pentru ca stiu si eu cum e sa fi blonda uneori :D (stiu  ca am fost rautacioasa..da nu m-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; "&gt;am putut abtine, colega daca citesti...scuzutze..reglam conturile la scoala)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;In fine revenind.."strofitza" mea suna cam asa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Si totul e negru,&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Nu mai vad nicio zare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;E inchis la culoare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Nu mai vad nicio floare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Si cerul ca plumbul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Acopera marea si campul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Acopera lumea intreaga..."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;si...va urma..&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/StoyqzbNv2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/z2qisDOmlm8/s200/soare_si_nori.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Apoi..m-am simtit mult mai bine, adica am fost mai optimista..si incepusem sa vad viata ca o paleta de culori despre care parca vorbeam intr-un articol trecut.. Odata cuprinsa de acest extaz..eram foarte zambareata, dornica de reusite si nu neaparat de afirmari artistice. Ma simteam ca in comediile pe care le tot vad ...ma simteam capabila sa schimb lumea, tara de una singura...:)) Aiureli.. tara asta nu reusim s-o schimbam nici daca am muri toti. Samanta asta de...romani (si cu asta spun totul) a prins radacini zdravene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Asa si dupa cum ziceam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Frumosul acesta Nu a durat mult..s-a apropiat si mai mult sfarsitul lui septembrie..si din ce in ce mai multe lucruri, probleme ca sa le zic asa, au grizat amestecul acela superb de culori asociat vietii. Acum din nou simt cum niste nori...doar gri..de data asta ca de vata se plimba pe bucatica mea de cer.. si sincer nu mi se pare corect. Sunt revoltata..de ce buna dispozitie dureaza  doar foarte putin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Eh...vedeti v-am zis eu ca am patit ceva..adolescenta asta..ma face sa fiu mai revoltata?!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-2286220042961636799?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/j9wfeXkzAMg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/2286220042961636799/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/10/nu-stiu-ce.html#comment-form" title="0 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2286220042961636799?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2286220042961636799?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/j9wfeXkzAMg/nu-stiu-ce.html" title="Nu stiu ce.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/StoyqzbNv2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/z2qisDOmlm8/s72-c/soare_si_nori.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/10/nu-stiu-ce.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcDQnc-fCp7ImA9WxNQF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-6487449449148969822</id><published>2009-09-23T23:32:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:07:53.954+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-24T00:07:53.954+03:00</app:edited><title>Ala bala portocala..</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_9VayIew6jI1mLfB3rwJeqoSNiQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_9VayIew6jI1mLfB3rwJeqoSNiQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Uof..a trecut ceva vreme de cand n-am mai dat pe aici..:) Sincer imi era dor..dar nu aveam starea aia buna pentru scris..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Acu' ...de voie, de nevoie...o am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Si stau si ma gandesc ca e 23:46 si ca maine am inca 7 ore de scoala..si pe loc realizez..ca am sa ma trezesc cu mari dureri de cap,maini, deget,spate, picioare...si parca as prefera sa dau pas zilei de maine...hai si celei de vineri si...brusc sa imi dau seama ca e week-end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Ce vis frumos..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Dar nu!..Wake up..! Si acum...la loc la somn! Mai am...6 ore si 36 de minute la dispozitie sa dorm...scazandu-le pe cele pe care inevitabil le pierd tastand aici..ajung la concluzia..ca poate nici nu mai are rost sa dorm. Si asa maine o sa arat de parca ar fi trecut un tanc peste mine..ce rost mai are sa ma odihnesc?..niciunul!...da...asa ma gandeam si eu.. Ce coincidenta...gandim la fel..!..(spune-mi ca asta nu inseamna nimic!!) :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Stiu ca am innebunit...astenia de toamna si scoala cred ca sunt vinovate..asa ca pe mine..va rog sa ma iertati.. Nu pot face fata cu brio acestui complot impotriva limpedei mele judecati anterioare (nu stiu exact daca a iesit exact ceea ce vroiam...da'..intelegeti voi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;In fine ...acu chiar ma duc sa dorm..e 00:00...WOW..MA IUBESTE :))..mai am 6 ore si 30 de min..Nu cred ca o sa adorm...dar macar stiu ca am incercat...si mai stiu ca..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;E ZIUA LU' MAMII!!! Hey mami..stii ca te iubesc,nu? Apropo ..mai vreau si eu niste bani..;))..cadou de ziua ta :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;A si e ziua si tatalui Deei...La multi ani tata lu' Deea! :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Asa..dupa cum spuneam Va iubesc pe toti ..pupicei...fluturasi, albinute si stelute...noapte buna...ca eu deja visez ...Stii ce?..Visez ca e week-end..:X :X :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-6487449449148969822?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/rCoiawFuVsk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6487449449148969822/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/ala-bala-portocala.html#comment-form" title="2 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6487449449148969822?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6487449449148969822?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/rCoiawFuVsk/ala-bala-portocala.html" title="Ala bala portocala.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/ala-bala-portocala.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QDQ3c7eip7ImA9WxNQEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-6576935342343003607</id><published>2009-09-13T00:05:00.016+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:29:32.902+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-16T17:29:32.902+03:00</app:edited><title>Culorile vietii mele...tale...noastre..</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/glhHLeAkt8NArBetm5rDB0CuIzQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/glhHLeAkt8NArBetm5rDB0CuIzQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Nu am crezut niciodata ca ii pot atribui o culoare vietii...sau ca emotiile, fie ele pozitive ori negative, pot fi percepute in diferite nuante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Asta..pana acum cand am simtit cum plumburiul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/Sq-1Glgz4wI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhdov6cewYw/s200/culori.jpg" /&gt;norilor incarcati de ploaie ma loveste violent, am simtit cum ma doboara.. am ramas socata..acest sentiment era cauzat atat de starea mea de spirit cat si de sanatatea mea (imi era un pic cam rau :( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Din arzatoarea dorinta de a afla cum se simt si altii cand traiesc diverse emotii...am facut un "mini-studiu"..da mini mini rau de tot...si am ajuns la concluzia ca felul de a percepe viata este inca o dovada a unicititatii fiecarui individ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Atunci cand ne este bine si totul merge ca pe roate...si cand socoteala de acasa se potriveste cu cea din targ cu totii spuneam ca viata este roz,nu? Sunteti siguri ca exact asta simtiti si ca de fapt nu va lasati condusi de un mit? Sunteti siguri ca pentru voi rozul inseamna fericirea ..."suprema"? Eu cred ca nu e chiar asa roz?..Eu, spre exemplu, fericirea o vad ca un curcubeu pe un fundal de un alb imaculat, adica o multitudine de culori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;De ce? Pentru ca eu consider ca fericirea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/Sq-0uYHxnFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/P2B9D-AfPZQ/s200/rainbow-jello-side-sm.jpg" /&gt;reprezinta o imbinare a mai multor stari.. Nu reusesc niciodata sa spun : "Sunt fericita si atat. Nu mai simt altceva".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Am impresia ca asa ceva este imposibil...trebuie sa fi fericit dintr-un motiv, si acest motiv genereaza si el o alta stare..nu numai de fericire..In sufletul meu insamanteaza si o urma de curiozitate, de relaxare...de aceea vad asa "semafor" fericirea :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Conform  mini-studiului mai sus mentionat, am observat ca sunt persoane care asociaza albastrul, galbenul, rosul si chiar si des intalnitul roz cu aceasta emotie ..fericire numita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Voi ce parere aveti? Vedeti viata sau trairile pasagere intr-o singura culoare sau percepeti totul ca o pictura incerta in care abia reusiti sa distingeti gama cromatica predominanta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-6576935342343003607?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/Cb6YPs4WsAE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6576935342343003607/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/culorile-vietii-meletalenoastre.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6576935342343003607?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6576935342343003607?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/Cb6YPs4WsAE/culorile-vietii-meletalenoastre.html" title="Culorile vietii mele...tale...noastre.." /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/Sq-1Glgz4wI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uhdov6cewYw/s72-c/culori.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/culorile-vietii-meletalenoastre.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QMQno7fyp7ImA9WxNRFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-2678166150132071926</id><published>2009-09-09T23:21:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:36:23.407+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-10T12:36:23.407+03:00</app:edited><title>Confesiunile unei...tinere indragostite</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VTyuPnAl90YbUu2GHB-qAnKzkNI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VTyuPnAl90YbUu2GHB-qAnKzkNI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SqjHCZov-tI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3VPFOqFgYV0/s1600-h/Isla%2BFisher007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SqjHCZov-tI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3VPFOqFgYV0/s200/Isla%2BFisher007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379768598949526226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Suna pompos, suna romantic, suna prostesc uneori...dar aruncand o privire de ansamblu ne dam seama ca e ceva normal, des intalnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Analizand atent fiecare cuvant, spatiu, semn de punctuatie , imaginandu-ne intonatia necesara pentru un asa titlu...orice fata careia ii plac comediile...dar mai ales orice fata ce adora cumparaturile se va gandi imediat la...ghici la ce...la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;“Confessions of a Shopaholic” (”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarie.net/carte.php?id=27808&amp;amp;nia=83" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mă dau în vânt după cumpărături&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;“).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Da...DA...DA!!!!Toate adoram cumparaturile! Ne place sa ne rasfatam. Incercam din rasputeri sa avem cele mai rafinate gusturi in materie de orice... Desi nu suntem niste persoane ce uita de cei din jur...intotdeauna NOI SUNTEM PE PRIMUL LOC. Cand vedem un magazin recent deschis sau care a adus o colectie noua, sau...si mai bine un magazin in care reducerile sunt uriase primul gand ce ne strafulgera creierul...care este?Care?Care?Hai recunoaste ..asa zici si tu! "NOI ACUM, RESTUL MAI TARZIU PUTIN!" De ce toate astea? Pentru ca ne permitem! Pentru ca inca din cele mai vechi timpuri se stie ca pentru ca ceilalti sa te respecte trebuie ca tu insuti sa te respecti. Si cum altfel decat prin ore in sir petrecute in cel mai placut mod? Cum altfel decat la cumparaturi sau prin sedinte de masaj folosind creme hidratante cu miros imbietor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Iubesc sa fac asta! Urasc ca e criza si bugetul alocat "micilor" placeri scade..dar...e bine ca inca exista :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ador sa imi incant simturile cu cele mai fine miresme de flori, fructe..sau si mai delicios..ciocolata..:X..Imi place sa dau o nota dulce oricarui lucru, oricat de mic si insignifiant ar fi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Imi place sa fiu rasfatata! Iubesc sa petrec ore-n sir alegandu-mi chiar si o "banala" esarfa. E normal! DE CE? MAI AI INCA NEDUMERIRI? PENTRU CA :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Trebuie sa fie esarfa perfecta ce-mi evidentiaza ochii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-Ceea ce imi doresc trebuie neaparat sa imi lumineze chipul, sa fie accesoriul cheie pentru multe dintre tinutele mele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;-TREBUIE SA FIE UNICA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;De asta sunt o "tanara indragostita". De aceea toate suntem "cu capul in nori" si simtit ca "love is in the air" si de aceea vrem sa demonstram tuturor ca e asa benefic sa faci cumparaturi...stii...uneori e bine sa fii si dependet de cumparaturi..:D macar stii sigur ca ai de unde alege sa-ti alegi cele mai potrivite haine in momentele acelea ..cruciale ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-2678166150132071926?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/lJ5rzXq7rlA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/2678166150132071926/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/confesiunile-uneitinere-indragostite.html#comment-form" title="0 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2678166150132071926?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2678166150132071926?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/lJ5rzXq7rlA/confesiunile-uneitinere-indragostite.html" title="Confesiunile unei...tinere indragostite" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SqjHCZov-tI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3VPFOqFgYV0/s72-c/Isla%2BFisher007.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/confesiunile-uneitinere-indragostite.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8DRHo5eCp7ImA9WxNREko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-2596794970848681056</id><published>2009-09-05T17:49:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:41:15.420+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-07T01:41:15.420+03:00</app:edited><title>:X :X :X :X :X :X :X</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CD2ST8ftsxH7Q0w2KujsJnZ_JoY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CD2ST8ftsxH7Q0w2KujsJnZ_JoY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Inca un an a trecut...am mai imbatranit un pic..a mai aparut un rid (vizibil doar la microscop, logic!! :) )..si..nu prea sunt mandra de asta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dar...cu toate astea..ma bucur ca vine ziua mea..stii ce inseamna asta??stii?stii?..pariu ca deja ne gandim la aceleasi lucruri!...MUUUUUULTE MULTE CADOURI!!:)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ai idee ce inseamna multe cadouri?..hai ca tre' sa stii...ce naiba doar a fost si ziua ta si au venit si la tine tot felu de oameni cu tot felu de pachetele care mai de care mai impachetate, cu fundite si funditoaie care de care mai impopotonate ....Oricum daca nu iti amintesti sentimentu iti zic eu...e super frumos sa vezi ca primesti un munte de cadouri...si te emotionezi ca un copil mic ce doar a primit o jucarie noua. Stai si astepti cu nerabdare sa vina primul cadou, apoi al doilea..apoi al treilea si tot asa pana la sfarsitul zilei...si odata cu sosirea fiecaruia speri ca macar acea persoana sa se fi gandit la un lucru pe care tu chiar ti-l doreai din tot sufletul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Si zambesti si razi..si parca in coltul ochilor iti apare si o lacrima de bucurie..(da tu bineinteles ca nu recunosti ca plangi..cum..doamne fereste e ziua ta..nu ai voie sa plangi nici macar de fericire.). In fine..ideea e ca ajungi sa deschizi cadoul..si te entuziasmezi...si deja te gandesti...asta e de la tatal meu...wow tre' sa fie ceva super la moda..ca na..doar e tata sta cu mine in fiecare zi...vede ce-mi place..el sigur stie ce imi doresc sa primesc...si..intr-un final ajungi la continutul cadoului..si gasesti ceva..dezamagitor. Reactia.. "O tati ce frumos e..?"..ceea ce gandesti cu adevarat "De unde a luat asta? Oare pot s-o schimb? Cum ii zic ca nu mai am 7 ani? Cum ii zic ca nu mai sunt fetita lui cea mica?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Asa, depasesti momentul...treci la cadourile prietenilor tai..si ghici ce...cutiile sunt imense..si grele..si..le desfaci si au hartie colorata si pietre si alte cutiutze din ce in ce mai mici...si ajungi la ultima cutiuta..si iti dai seama ca te-ai chinuit sa desfaci niste cutii cat tine de mari doar ca sa ajungi la unele mai mici decat palma ta si sa gasesti o chestie micutza...nostima? "Frate, voi chiar nu va dati seama ca asta faceti in fiecare an fiecarei persoane? :O????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Intr-un final...vine cineva la tine si iti zice.."Hey!!LA MULTI ANI!!!!!!" si tu speriata te misti intruna...si nu stii unde sa mai fugi, unde sa te mai ascunzi de inca un cadou urat cand...auzi aceeasi voce calda care iti spune "Trezeste-te! E ziua ta!! ai o petrecere pentru care sa te pregatesti! ai niste invitati pe care trebuie sa ii intampini...si in final..ai un munte de cadouri pe care trebuie sa le desfaci". Abia atunci iti dai seama ca doar visai...ca aveai doar un cosmar din cauza emotiilor cauzate de acest eveniment si ca de fapt abia astepti sa vezi cu ce o sa te surprinda toti cei dragi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SqQ6A1T1bkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bBq1FxEofzs/s200/post-34683-1183189069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;La Multi Ani!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-2596794970848681056?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/Tfd6hzVgYwA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/2596794970848681056/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/x-x-x-x-x-x-x.html#comment-form" title="2 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2596794970848681056?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/2596794970848681056?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/Tfd6hzVgYwA/x-x-x-x-x-x-x.html" title=":X :X :X :X :X :X :X" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SqQ6A1T1bkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bBq1FxEofzs/s72-c/post-34683-1183189069.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/09/x-x-x-x-x-x-x.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QGRH07fCp7ImA9WxNSE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-8649225704691483958</id><published>2009-08-27T11:29:00.016+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:08:45.304+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-27T14:08:45.304+03:00</app:edited><title>Zambetul..curcubeul lacrimilor</title><content type="html">
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Sufletul meu si-a pierdut somnul asta-seara si vrea numai sa cante in ritmul ploil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;or"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;...prea trist..da' se mai si intampla sa avem si cate o pasa d-asta..proasta.De ce?De ce momentele de tristete apar de obicei atunci cand credeai ca ai sa te bucuri? Aici nu mai stiu sa raspund..poate ca asa ne e dat...sa plangem intai si apoi sa fim fericiti..poate asa reusim sa savuram mai din plin bucuria ce va urma..?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Totusi...mai bine zambim...in fond &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"zambetul celui care sufera e mai dureros decat lacrimile celui care plange"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;  si sincer...te ajuta sa mergi mai departe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;e ca stergatorul de parbriz:nu opreste ploaia, dar iti vezi de drum"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;[jeanne wasbro].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;E frumos sa zambesti orice ar fi. Nu te costa nimic...e gratis..si te face sa arati si diferit...mai bine, mai frumos, mai increzator in fortele proprii, mai puternic decat ceea ce se intampla in jurul tau, dar mai ales...te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;ajuta sa ridici moralul celor care simt ca au ajuns la capatul drumului, chiar daca poate nici tu n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;u te simti tocmai ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/8171315699317204698-8649225704691483958?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/wmc2n9E_KPM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/8649225704691483958/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/zambetulcurcubeul-lacrimilor.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/8649225704691483958?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/8649225704691483958?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/wmc2n9E_KPM/zambetulcurcubeul-lacrimilor.html" title="Zambetul..curcubeul lacrimilor" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SpZnbCsUkJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ODuLSRd7Tyw/s72-c/d78b1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/zambetulcurcubeul-lacrimilor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUFRnY5eSp7ImA9WxNSEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-246476010343414660</id><published>2009-08-26T01:56:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T02:16:57.821+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-26T02:16:57.821+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="De ce?" /><title>DE CE?</title><content type="html">
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style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;De ce atunci cand ti-e lumea mai draga trebuia sa apara ceva care sa strice totul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;De ce cand crezi ca soarele a rasarit si pe strada ta ridici capul si vezi numai nori plumburii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;De ce atunci cand incerci sa zambesti din suflet descoperi un motiv pentru a plange?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;De ce cand toata lumea e fericita si tu esti abatut(a) ai impresia ca este un complot impotriva ta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;De ce nu te poti bucura din plin de fiecare clipa buna sau rea...asa cum e ea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;De ce de cele mai multe ori totul este mult mai altfel decat cum ti-ai dori sau decat ti-ai imaginat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dar mai ales ...de ce nu reusim sa trecem peste toate cu un zambet si cu un gand pozitiv ca maine in mod sigur va fi mult mai bine&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Si o sa inceapa nesuferita aia de scoala...si nu vreau :((..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am chef de ceva nou..propuneri ;;)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Vreau sa fac ceva...ceva iesit din comun..CEVA care sa semene cu mine..adica sa ma reprezinte. Partea super proasta e ca nici n-am idee ce si nici prea multa energie!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In fine trecand si peste asta..am prea mult chef de vorba asta seara, sunt prea obosita ca sa ies afara, e sambata si logic nimeni nu e pe net!!D'OH!!! Toata lumea freaca duda prin cine stie ce colturi ale orasului si eu n-am ce face..:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;V-am zis eu ca traiesc o drama da' nu vreti niciunii sa ma credeti!! Prietenuti rai care sunteti &gt;:P &gt;:P M-am suparat :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;da..deci..au mai trecut cateva ore de cand am inceput sa scriu articolu asta...si stau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Acum...de fapt au mai trecut doua zile, si e luni pot spune ca ma simt la fel ca sambata seara...ma plictisesc foarte tare.. si spre deosebire de atunci..acum chiar nu am cu cine vorbi..:(( Abia in astfel de momente imi dau seama ca lista mea de mess e foarte pustie...nu am decat cunoscuti/amici...deci..nu foarte multe id-uri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mda..Stau si visez la cai verzi pe pereti..si fredonez tot felu de melodii tampite..acu prin minte imi trec cateva versuri din "minti murdare facute praf"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"si de ce pleci capul si fumezi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;si dacati iti spun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;daca iti spun schimba-te te indepartezi.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"and you're singing the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thinking this is the life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;where you gonna go?where you gonna go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;where you gonna sleep tonight?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; [amy macdonald-this is the life]..si bla bla bla altele..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-6571944817747547088?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/uz9n5mQDhf0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/6571944817747547088/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/m-am-plictisit-si-o-sa-inceapa.html#comment-form" title="0 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6571944817747547088?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/6571944817747547088?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/uz9n5mQDhf0/m-am-plictisit-si-o-sa-inceapa.html" title="" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/m-am-plictisit-si-o-sa-inceapa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEICR3k4eSp7ImA9WxNTFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-12725809109660924</id><published>2009-08-15T13:46:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:22:46.731+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-19T10:22:46.731+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ADN" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2012" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sfarsitul lumii" /><title>Vine sfarsitul lumii :))</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ksWlGpbrfRu2mHVbRfeftoZfbf4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ksWlGpbrfRu2mHVbRfeftoZfbf4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Murim...Ne transformam...Trecem in a patra sau in a cincea dimensiune (inca nu stim sigur)..Sau nu patim nimic...una din toate astea cica se intampla pe 21 decembrie 2012..&lt;br /&gt;Daca pe bune se intampla ceva...desi...dupa toate cele citite constat ca nu stim nimic concret...sau mai bine zis nu stim nimic..mi-ar face foarte mare placere sa raman constient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SogGF-O0AjI/AAAAAAAAADI/vZSa1pGdA94/s1600-h/adn.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370549255313556018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SogGF-O0AjI/AAAAAAAAADI/vZSa1pGdA94/s320/adn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a ca sa vad si eu cam ce ajungem.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Se presupune ca ADN-ul in loc de 2 catene active va avea 12...hmm...Cum o sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SogFzOaOQyI/AAAAAAAAADA/bSwwghXDyUo/s1600-h/adn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aratam?..Am tot auzit ca o sa avem puteri telepatice..o sa fim mai iubitori, mai inteligenti, mai frumosi, o sa putem incetini daca nu chiar opri procesul de imbatranire...mai pe scurt (din punctul meu de vedere) o sa ajungem la un alt nivel de dezvoltare..&lt;br /&gt;Dar..ce va insemna mai frumosi? O sa avem antene, codite, mai multe membre, cornite ;;)..sau ma rog altceva..sau o sa ajungem ca fantomele?:)) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; FONT-STYLE: italic" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A..si sa nu uit..o sa putem zbura,ca vrajitoarele pe m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SogEY0JcbnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4RRivYMmu9Q/s1600-h/vrajitoare-thumb-250-0-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370547380000943730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SogEY0JcbnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4RRivYMmu9Q/s320/vrajitoare-thumb-250-0-18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;atura..sau ca aia din desenele care sunt acum la TV?&lt;br /&gt;Tare mi-ar place sa traiesc asta..:))&lt;br /&gt;Voi ce ziceti...cum vedeti sfarsitu' lumii..? ;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-12725809109660924?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/KVJDxmfl1os" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/12725809109660924/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/vine-sfarsitul-lumii.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/12725809109660924?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/12725809109660924?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/KVJDxmfl1os/vine-sfarsitul-lumii.html" title="Vine sfarsitul lumii :))" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/SogGF-O0AjI/AAAAAAAAADI/vZSa1pGdA94/s72-c/adn.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/vine-sfarsitul-lumii.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMDRXY6fyp7ImA9WxNTEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171315699317204698.post-4024118299179050818</id><published>2009-08-10T09:29:00.014+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:21:14.817+03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-14T15:21:14.817+03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michael jackson" /><title>Michael Jackson</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SnK2l7YsWbx5V3rxB0QmtkmgHrw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SnK2l7YsWbx5V3rxB0QmtkmgHrw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="O bluza patata cu sange, in garderoba lui Michael Jackson" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/o-bluza-patata-cu-sange-in-garderoba-lui-michael-jackson.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noile cantece compuse de Michael Jackson se afla la La Toya;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="O bluza patata cu sange, in garderoba lui Michael Jackson" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/o-bluza-patata-cu-sange-in-garderoba-lui-michael-jackson.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Columbia Pictures vrea sa faca un film despre Michael Jackson;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="O bluza patata cu sange, in garderoba lui Michael Jackson" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/o-bluza-patata-cu-sange-in-garderoba-lui-michael-jackson.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O bluza patata cu sange, in gard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="O bluza patata cu sange, in garderoba lui Michael Jackson" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/o-bluza-patata-cu-sange-in-garderoba-lui-michael-jackson.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eroba lui Michael Jackson;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Bluza de femeie patata cu sange, in garderoba lui Michael Jackson (FOTO)" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/bluza-de-femeie-patata-cu-sange-in-garderoba-lui-michael-jackson-foto.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bluza de fem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Bluza de femeie patata cu sange, in garderoba lui Michael Jackson (FOTO)" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/bluza-de-femeie-patata-cu-sange-in-garderoba-lui-michael-jackson-foto.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eie patata cu sange, in garderoba lui Michael Jackson;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Katherine Jackson vrea sa angajeze detectivi particulari pentru a elucida moartea megastarului" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/katherine-jackson-vrea-sa-angajeze-detectivi-particulari-pentru-a-elucida-moartea-megastarului.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Katherine Jackson vrea sa angajeze detectivi particulari pentru a elucida moartea megastaru&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Katherine Jackson vrea sa angajeze detectivi particulari pentru a elucida moartea megastarului" href="http://www.livenews.ro/monden/katherine-jackson-vrea-sa-angajeze-detectivi-particulari-pentru-a-elucida-moartea-megastarului.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lui;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Si de multe alte titluri de genul asta' e plina ochi presa mondena ...Saracu om..nici mort nu e lasat in pace... N-am vazut asa ceva..nici nu s-a racit mortu-n mormant si astia deja se bat pentru avere, dau declaratii peste declaratii, fac dezvaluiri care de care mai so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;cante..apare tatal fetitei ...asa brusc...11 ani de zile a tacut..si acum iese la lumina..chipurile isi face griji pentru educatia fetitei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;da de unde..nu stie cum sa mai scoata cateva milioane de dolari..ca de' acu e criza..tot ce e luat pe nemuncite e bun.&lt;br /&gt;Daca dai cautare pe google "mickael jackson" ai sa gasesti tot felu' de tampenii..mai mult sau mai put&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;in noi...ba ca ii cade fata...ba c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;a paternitatea copiilor este intens mediatizata..etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Insa cel mai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;si cel mai mult m-a socat urmatorul articol:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATA LUI MICHAEL JACKSON, RECREATA DE UN ARTIST POLONEZ, PE BAZA DETALIILOR DIN RAPORTUL DE AUTOPSIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristul si-a imaginat cum arata Michael Jackson inainte de a muri. Desenul a fost publicat in ziarul polonez Fakt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;In desen, fata cantaretului este plina de cicatrici de la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; FONT-STYLE: italic" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/Sn_J2BlDb-I/AAAAAAAAACw/KpoFciLo968/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368231210822889442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/Sn_J2BlDb-I/AAAAAAAAACw/KpoFciLo968/s320/mj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;ultimele operatii plastice suferite, iar scalpul ii este complet lipsit de par. Ochii sunt vineti, iar nara stanga pare sa cada in urma n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;umeroaselor operatii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;Imaginea morbinda-realizata pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;ntru ziarul polonez Fakt- arata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;cum parti ale craniului au fost arse si au ramas pline de cicatrici in urma incidentului in care artistul a luat foc in timpul filmarii pentru o reclama, in 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;E o absurditate..in toate ziarele a aparut o poza q el pe targa inainte de a intra in ambulanta...frate...in primu rand avea par in cap...si poza nu fusese facuta cu mult timp inainte de a muri..deci nu inteleg de ce acest "artist" a publicat portretu asta?!! Sau stai..am uitat iar c... E CRIZA... tre' sa facem ceva sa mai primim niste bani..tre' sa aparem la ziar, tre' sa fim vedete...pacat ca ne batem joc de cineva...care chiar a muncit pentru averea sa...de cineva care chiar era vedeta..pe bune...in adevaratu sens al cuvantului..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171315699317204698-4024118299179050818?l=beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~4/sGwwpKHin2o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/feeds/4024118299179050818/comments/default" title="Postare comentarii" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/michael-jackson.html#comment-form" title="1 comentarii" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/4024118299179050818?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8171315699317204698/posts/default/4024118299179050818?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BeautyShadowUnderBars/~3/sGwwpKHin2o/michael-jackson.html" title="Michael Jackson" /><author><name>XoXo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08630425769848195005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/THGAG5PVr-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2zUhcT761Ps/S220/cred.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zCtzxB_JDoQ/Sn_J2BlDb-I/AAAAAAAAACw/KpoFciLo968/s72-c/mj.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://beautyshadowunderbars.blogspot.com/2009/08/michael-jackson.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

