<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' gd:etag='W/&quot;AkAHQXg7fyp7ImA9WhBaF0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563</id><updated>2013-05-27T22:25:30.607-07:00</updated><category term='iubire'/><category term='Shakira'/><category term='Anotimpuri'/><category term='Her Morning Elegance'/><category term='Tristete'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Ipocrizie'/><category term='Intrebari retorice'/><category term='Oren Lavie'/><category term='Dragoste'/><category term='muzica'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='SF'/><category term='Provocare'/><category term='Betie'/><category term='Cabron'/><category term='Gipsy'/><category term='Gandul'/><category term='Sisu'/><category term='Calatorii'/><category term='Texte argumentative'/><category term='amintiri'/><category term='Adio'/><category term='Let&apos;s be friends'/><title>Vocile Din Capul Meu</title><subtitle type='html'>Cuvinte pentru  sufletul tau ratacitor se afla aici si iti sunt alaturi si la tristete si la bucurie,caci fiecare dintre noi are o "voce" a sa in capul lui.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkIGRXw6eSp7ImA9WhJVGUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-6116539683919530056</id><published>2012-09-06T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-06T07:08:44.211-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-09-06T07:08:44.211-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title>In Memoriam ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGsddcArAaI/UEiuIiLpuUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/doiIYNK71R0/s1600/predeal+14+ian+12+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGsddcArAaI/UEiuIiLpuUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/doiIYNK71R0/s320/predeal+14+ian+12+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Ma chinui sa spun tot ce am in suflet in cuvinte de aproape de o luna de zile . Voi incerca de data asta sa imi duc misiunea pana la capat , fiind singura modalitate prin care imi mai pot deschide sufletul catre tine ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Te caut prin mii de imagini , te caut prin ganduri ,amintiri ,peste tot ,insa nu te gasesc. Stiu ca viata merge independent de noi inainte ,insa stiu ca traiesti prin mine , prin iubirea ce va ramane vie mereu ,chiar daca nimeni nu crede asta . Sufletul meu e langa tine , acolo in Ceruri , asteapta sa te intalneasca si sa fim din nou unul langa altul . chiar daca pamantul ne desparte, chiar daca acum tu esti printre ingeri te voi iubi toata viata mea . As fi preferat sa te stiu in viata ,sa nu ne vorbim , dar sa fii TU in viata ! Recunosc, am gresit enorm de mult fata de tine si as da orice, ORICE ,sa mai pot petrece o zi cu tine , una singura , sa iti arat cat de mult Te Iubesc !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Am invatat dintr-o lectie mult prea dura ,sensul proverbului " Pana nu pierzi pe cineva , nu ai cum sa ii simti lipsa !" ... Mi-e tare dor de tine , imi lipsesc alintarile tale ,imbratisarile , glumele , buzele ,ochii , tot ce e al tau !! Singurul loc in care mai pot fi in regula momentan este langa tine,chiar daca acest loc reprezinta mormantul tau..As sta o vesnicie acolo de s-ar putea ,sa nu te simti singur , sa fiu langa tine ..cate zile voi &amp;nbsp;mai avea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Chiar daca nu mai esti aici , asa cum ti-am promis atunci cand te-am dus pe ultimul drum :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Te voi iubi o viata intreaga si dupa aceea !! Mereu vei ramane in inima mea secunda cu secunda, clipa de clipa &amp;nbsp;si nu voi avea liniste pana nu vom fi din nou impreuna ! Poate gandesc gresit ,dar locul meu e langa tine !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Te iubesc....as fi vrut sa poti vedea asta / sa ma auzi ,cum &amp;nbsp;zbier sa te mai vad macar o clipa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Odihneste-te in pace !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/6116539683919530056/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=6116539683919530056&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/6116539683919530056?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/6116539683919530056?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2012/09/in-memoriam.html' title='In Memoriam ...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGsddcArAaI/UEiuIiLpuUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/doiIYNK71R0/s72-c/predeal+14+ian+12+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0QGRX8yeip7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-2355176424239093180</id><published>2010-06-30T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:22:04.192-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:22:04.192-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><title>E despre noi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TCs5Cp7FCUI/AAAAAAAAADY/Cu9xIFKfAic/s1600/kites-2010-34b-1_1271503722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488543288657250626" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TCs5Cp7FCUI/AAAAAAAAADY/Cu9xIFKfAic/s320/kites-2010-34b-1_1271503722.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 227px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Aripi de inger imi cresc&lt;br /&gt;
Atunci cand imi spui "Te iubesc!"&lt;br /&gt;
Ma cuprinzi,ma atingi,&lt;br /&gt;
O,Doamne!&lt;br /&gt;
Sa te strang la piept,&lt;br /&gt;
In fiecare noapte&lt;br /&gt;
Sa te alint,sa te sarut&lt;br /&gt;
Cu-ale mele buze moi&lt;br /&gt;
Caci stim amandoi&lt;br /&gt;
E un vis despre noi.&lt;br /&gt;
Hai iubitule,vino!&lt;br /&gt;
Sa ne pierdem in noapte&lt;br /&gt;
Dezveliti sa ne iubim pana in zori.&lt;br /&gt;
La lumina unor opace lumanari&lt;br /&gt;
Trupurile noastre se impletesc&lt;br /&gt;
Nu ma ciupi,nu vreau sa ma trezesc!&lt;br /&gt;
E visul meu,e visul nostru&lt;br /&gt;
E despre noi...&lt;br /&gt;
Caci de aceea te iubesc!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/2355176424239093180/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=2355176424239093180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/2355176424239093180?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/2355176424239093180?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-despre-noi.html' title='E despre noi'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TCs5Cp7FCUI/AAAAAAAAADY/Cu9xIFKfAic/s72-c/kites-2010-34b-1_1271503722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkMCR3s-fCp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-200101111868541322</id><published>2010-06-20T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:07:46.554-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:07:46.554-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tristete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><title>Vreau sa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TB3qnbnp8sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/C-xfGYoiXIo/s1600/77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484797884357014210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TB3qnbnp8sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/C-xfGYoiXIo/s320/77.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 306px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-am trezit melancolica.Ma uit in jur si nu vad decat acele banale personaje din viata mea normala.As vrea sa evadez din tot ceea ce se numeste banal,as vrea sa fug in lumea larga,undeva unde sa o pot lua de la capat.Se spune ca orice om are dreptul la o a doua sansa,dar de ce nu avem dreptul si la o a doua viata pe acest pamant?Vreau sa evadez intr-un loc unde sa imi pot lua viata de la zero.Vreau sa evadez in peisajul cromatic al unui pictor ce isi admira creatia cu un zambet in coltul gurii acoperit de o mustata alba ce ii tradeaza varsta.Vreau sa fug in sunetul unui artist ce isi canta fericita-i viata.Vreau sa evadez in penita unui scriitor de seama ce isi exprima gandurile si sentimentele pe o coala inglbenita de efemeritatea vremii apuse.Vreau sa alerg prin sangele unui pictor,cantaret,scriitor,dar mai ales prin sangele unui actor ce isi joaca propria viata pe marea scena a acestei lumi tot mai ciudate!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/200101111868541322/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=200101111868541322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/200101111868541322?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/200101111868541322?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/06/vreau-sa.html' title='Vreau sa...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TB3qnbnp8sI/AAAAAAAAADQ/C-xfGYoiXIo/s72-c/77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0UCQng_fCp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-2169887312760170561</id><published>2010-06-19T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:21:03.644-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:21:03.644-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><title>Abis,trecut,prezent sau viitor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TBybBby6fTI/AAAAAAAAADI/HobYWiHNjxw/s1600/1458064989_56663d6ed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484428895173901618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TBybBby6fTI/AAAAAAAAADI/HobYWiHNjxw/s320/1458064989_56663d6ed2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 258px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt cuprinsa in abisul tau.Ma prinzi,ma respingi,ma lasi sa cad ori ma ridici?Esti atat de rece ,atat de cald ,atat de dragastos incat nici eu nu mai stiu cum esti de fapt.Ma iubesti,ma urasti sau pur si simplu iti faci jocul?Ma cuprinzi, cu un suras angelic ma privesti si parca totusi simt ca vrei sa ma amagesti.Esti inger sau demon?Acum e vremea sa ne jucam si ultimul as ce il mai avem ascuns sub maneca.Este jocul nostru.Un joc plin de incercari,lacrimi,dor,dar si un joc in care rabdarea ne este pusa la incercare.Vom rezista ,ne vom mai atinge in miez de noapte spunandu-ne cat de mult ne iubim sau...vom uita ca odata am fost un "noi"?Ne vom iubi intens sau ochii nostrii se vor uita unii pe ceilalti lasand amintirile noastre intr-un colt prafuit din trecut?&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/2169887312760170561/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=2169887312760170561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/2169887312760170561?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/2169887312760170561?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/06/abistrecutprezent-sau-viitor.html' title='Abis,trecut,prezent sau viitor?'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TBybBby6fTI/AAAAAAAAADI/HobYWiHNjxw/s72-c/1458064989_56663d6ed2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkQMQ3g7fCp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-3222903998090639700</id><published>2010-06-18T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:06:22.604-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:06:22.604-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title>Tudor Sisu chiar renunta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TBt0pTHtjkI/AAAAAAAAADA/D6hLIrXsKhI/s1600/sisu-vacanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484105224109788738" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TBt0pTHtjkI/AAAAAAAAADA/D6hLIrXsKhI/s320/sisu-vacanta.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 181px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Inca un an aproape terminat.Simt cum timpul trece cu pasi repezi pe langa mine.Deja simt in vene fiorul temutului Bac.Am o senzatie de parca ar trebui sa fac ceva pentru mine,ma gandesc la clasa a 12 a si parca nu ma mai simt copil,parca ma simt deja un om matur cu multe responsabilitati,un om ce trebuie sa se descurce in viata,un om ce trebuie sa isi duca doleantele si visele pana la capat,un om ce trebuie sa reuseasca!&lt;br /&gt; Gandindu-ma la vremea ce a trecut,la acesti 3 ani in care nu am avut nici unul habar de ce este greu,trei ani in care am invatat sa iubim,sa luptam pentru ceea ce ne dorim,sa depasim obstacole,am ajuns si in ultimul an in care vom mai fi impreuna ,chiar daca nu mereu am fost uniti sau nu mereu am fost toti intr-o relatie de prietenie,important este ca am crescut unul sub ochii celuilalt.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt constienta ca in ciuda faptului ca va urma sa ducem la capat o proba destul de dificila acesta va fi cel mai important an pentru noi toti, pentru ca va fi ultimul an pe care il vom mai petrece impreuna si,ultimul an in care poate....ne vom mai vedea,pentru ca apoi fiecare va avea drumul sau.&lt;br /&gt; cu siguranta balul de sfarsit,si ultima zi de scoala va ramane pentru totdeauna in inima noastra,a tuturor,chiar daca acum poate sustinem :"Abia astept sa termin liceul ca sa scap de x si y !",caci cine a zis ,a zis bine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEI MAI FRUMOSI ANI SUNT ANII DE LICEU ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/9106781145216882158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=9106781145216882158&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/9106781145216882158?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/9106781145216882158?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-noua-viziune.html' title='O noua viziune'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/TAoUoAh6wLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/duRcOSPhx8c/s72-c/Cryss009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkUER3szcCp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-9118173492347196069</id><published>2010-03-13T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:03:26.588-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:03:26.588-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s be friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title>Cabron - Let's be friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="475"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrN7YKz2fts&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;
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M-am trezit in bratele lui,m-am trezit zambind,un suras cald.Parca simt cum razele soarelui imi alearga prin vene.Isi fac numarul,"Dansul Fluturelui".Ma imbata cu o atingere calda primavaratica ce imi da o stare de fericire infinita,as putea strange toata populatia globului dintr-o singura imbratisare.In capul meu e numai pace,razboi nu exista.Sunt fericita!Sa fie oare vina lui?Sau vina acestei timide zile de sambata ce ma alina cu caldura simpaticului Soare?Cred ca este vina amandurora.Daca ar fi sa descriu ziua aceasta ,as folosi o sintagma de genul : "Zana dintre murmurul haotic al acestui anotimp " .  Si totusi , in capul meu , in jurul meu este o festiva zi ,pasarelele imi incanta auzul cu muzica lor relaxanta , soarele imi zambeste si imi mangaie fata cu o catifelata petala de trandafir de culoare rosu-aprins .&lt;br /&gt;
In concluzie,Dumnezeu inca nu ne-a uitat.Se pare ca din cand in cand ne mai insenineaza viata cu cate o zi mirifica de martie,caci ne-am saturat de iarna posomorata si de cojoacele ei prafuite de atat omat inghetat!&lt;br /&gt;
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Avand un prieten adevarat,inseamna ca esti fericit,inseamna ca la nevoie ai pe cine sa te bazezi,sa ceri un sfat,sau pur si simplu pe umarul cui sa plangi.Datorita faptului ca omul se lasa influentat de ce simte sufletul,adesea,doar gandul ca exista cineva care niciodata nu ne-ar trada,avem puterea sa privim cu mai mult optimism o piedica ce nu ne da voie sa mergem mai departe,tinandu-ne prizionieri la pamant.Dar gata cu atata generalizare.In postul acesta vreau sa va descriu cea mai buna prietena a mea,&lt;a href="http://ade4tby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adeline&lt;/a&gt;,cea pentru care de multe ori m-am ridicat de jos,cea pentru care si viata i-as da-o daca as fi nevoita.Poate unora o sa li se para ciudata chestia aceasta,pentru ca multi si-ar da viata pentru parintii lor,nu pentru o persoana care nu are acelasi sange ca si tine,dar,pentru mine ea inseamna adevaratul meu camin,ea este pe primul plan in viata mea,desi nu constientizeaza asta in totalitate,bineinteles , pe langa ea mai sunt si alte persoane care formeaza "caminul" meu.Uneori,datorita stresului de la munca,parintii nu mai au rabdarea de a-si asculta copiii,de a le asculta oful,si de aceea am spus ca pentru ea mi-as da si viata,pentru ca ea intotdeauna a stiut sa fie la locul potrivit in momentul potrivit.Datorita ei am trecut peste multe obstacole,care,poate nu ar fi trebuit sa le simt din copilarie,dar nici nu regret acest lucru ,deoarece am fost pregatita pentru viata ce va urma cu aceasta ocazie.Decat sa fiu o copila rasfatata,imatura mai bine sa stiu ce este viata de mica si sa am si "puful" meu din cand in cand.&lt;br /&gt;
Sa revenim la Adeline.Am trecut prin multe impreuna si am ramas unite,desi in momentul cand ne-am cunoscut nu ne suportam una pe alta din cauza ca amandoua am fost impreuna cu acelasi baiat,nascandu-se invidia intre noi(asta ca tot veni vorba de invidie,citind postul lui &lt;a href="http://offshoregeo.blogspot.com/2010/03/invidia.html"&gt;Offshore&lt;/a&gt; ) ,dar am lasat timpul sa treaca si acum avem prietenia noastra speciala.&lt;br /&gt;
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Black Angel&lt;/a&gt; (scuze de intarziere) &lt;br /&gt;
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Principala trăsătura a caracterului meu: incapatanata&lt;br /&gt;
Calitatea pe care o prefer la un bărbat: maturitatea&lt;br /&gt;
Calitatea pe care o prefer la o femeie: sinceritatea&lt;br /&gt;
Ce apreciez cel mai mult la prietenii mei: fidelitatea&lt;br /&gt;
Principalul meu defect: naivitatea&lt;br /&gt;
Ocupaţia mea preferată: sa fac poze&lt;br /&gt;
Visul meu de fericire: sa imi traiesc viata dupa propriile mele reguli &lt;br /&gt;
Care ar fi cea mai mare nefericire a mea: tradarea si minciuna&lt;br /&gt;
Ce-aţi vrea sa fiţi: un tigru alb&lt;br /&gt;
Ţara în care-as vrea sa trăiesc: inca nu m-am gandit&lt;br /&gt;
Culoarea preferată: mov&lt;br /&gt;
Floarea preferată: trandafirul&lt;br /&gt;
Pasarea preferată: nu m-am gandit&lt;br /&gt;
Prozatorii mei preferaţi:Sandra Brown &lt;br /&gt;
Poeţii mei preferaţi: Mihai Eminescu,George Bacovia&lt;br /&gt;
Eroul meu preferat: Jackie Chan &lt;br /&gt;
Eroina mea preferată: -&lt;br /&gt;
Compozitorii preferaţi: -&lt;br /&gt;
Pictorii preferaţi: Picasso&lt;br /&gt;
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Eroii din viaţa reală: cea mai buna prietena,Adeline&lt;br /&gt;
Eroinele din istorie: -&lt;br /&gt;
Băutura şi mîncarea preferate: nescafe 3 in 1,  fanta, strugurii,cartofi prajiti cu smantana&lt;br /&gt;
Numele preferat:Annya&lt;br /&gt;
Ce detest cel mai mult: exagerarile dintr-o relatie,gelozia, minciuna &lt;br /&gt;
Personajele istorice pe care le detest cel mai mult: -&lt;br /&gt;
Fapta militară pe care o admir cel mai mult: niciuna&lt;br /&gt;
Darul natural pe care aş vrea să-l am: sa fiu invizibila &lt;br /&gt;
Cum aş vrea să mor: nu m-am gandit niciodata&lt;br /&gt;
Starea de spirit actuală: pe jumatate fericita&lt;br /&gt;
Greşeli care-mi inspiră cea mai multă indulgenţă: greşelile recunoscute&lt;br /&gt;
Deviza mea: "A trai inseamna a lupta." (Seneca)&lt;br /&gt;
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Dau mai departe lui: &lt;a href="http://buty23.blogspot.com/"&gt;Buty&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/7137689586737031889/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=7137689586737031889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/7137689586737031889?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/7137689586737031889?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/03/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkIAQ3wzeyp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-2420048372851747550</id><published>2010-03-07T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:09:02.283-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:09:02.283-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shakira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gipsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title>'cuz i'm a gypsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="287" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/petreradu1/3aa55491c036b8/0xc94a8a.swf"&gt;
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** prea frumoasa melodie,parerea mea.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/2420048372851747550/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=2420048372851747550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/2420048372851747550?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/2420048372851747550?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/03/cuz-im-gypsy.html' title='&apos;cuz i&apos;m a gypsy'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkMASHo6eSp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-3730801417067717137</id><published>2010-03-06T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:07:29.411-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:07:29.411-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gandul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SF'/><title>Calatoria cu gandul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://metamorfoze.eu/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/20090506_calatorie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://metamorfoze.eu/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/20090506_calatorie.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 295px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 589px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ce ar fi sa calatorim cu gandul?Nu ne costa nimic,nu este necesar sa ne impachetam lucrurile ca apoi sa le caram dupa noi pana ajungem la hotelul in care suntem cazati,dar mai ales totul este foarte rapid.Ajungem la destinatia dorita in cateva secunde,nu suntem obositi datorita drumului foarte lung pe care l-am strabatut pana la destinatie,si chiar ne putem odihni la hotelul "Gandul".Putem ajunge in orice locatie dorim doar gandindu-ne la ea.Suna tentant,nu?De-ar fi totul atat de usor ca si imaginatia noastra imbelsugata am fi supranumiti "geniile secolului 21" !</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/3730801417067717137/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=3730801417067717137&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/3730801417067717137?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/3730801417067717137?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/03/calatoria-cu-gandul.html' title='Calatoria cu gandul'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkYDQ3c9fSp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-6121941752596990072</id><published>2010-03-06T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:02:52.965-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:02:52.965-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anotimpuri'/><title>Un martie inghetat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S5I9TLaLC6I/AAAAAAAAACg/UgTKVLdqZcE/s1600-h/ghioceiinzapada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445482299133725602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S5I9TLaLC6I/AAAAAAAAACg/UgTKVLdqZcE/s320/ghioceiinzapada.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 256px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Privesc pe fereastra si cu o inima spulberata vad un martie inghetat,o primavara posomorata si uitata intr-un colt al iernii trecute.De ce nu poate sa fie soare?De ce nu poate fi cald?Ciudat,februarie 2010,o luna calduroasa,iar martie o luna inghetata,unde plapanzii ghiocei isi fac apritia sub plapuma groasa a omatului,sau poate innecati de zapada topita si ramasa pe pamant.As vrea sa fie soare,cald,sa ma pot bucura de peisajul primavaratic ca in fiecare an!Vreau sa ma plimb si sa ascult freamatul lin al vantului,cantecul pasarelelor ce imi umplu inima cu un zambet cald de primavara cand simt ca voi cadea in praful vietii.Vreau sa fie o primavara normala,caci,s-a intors pamantul pe dos,iar viata noastra este un haos total si banal ce l-am acceptat fara sa incercam sa ne punem ordine in propria noastra viata,in propriul nostru camin!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/6121941752596990072/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=6121941752596990072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/6121941752596990072?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/6121941752596990072?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-martie-inghetat.html' title='Un martie inghetat'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S5I9TLaLC6I/AAAAAAAAACg/UgTKVLdqZcE/s72-c/ghioceiinzapada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkYAQXg5eyp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-8687472593125918108</id><published>2010-02-14T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:02:20.623-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:02:20.623-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><title>Fericirea,o ciocolata ambalata !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3hsALBZLzI/AAAAAAAAACY/lgp6AtR4tPA/s1600-h/Photo-0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438215300264308530" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3hsALBZLzI/AAAAAAAAACY/lgp6AtR4tPA/s320/Photo-0020.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Imi poate da cineva va rog,un gram de fericire?&lt;br /&gt;
Fericirea e o cutie de cadou.O vezi si vrei sa o deschizi,sa patrunzi cat mai adanc,sa vezi ce se intampla in interior,gen: curiozitatea omului de a deschide cutia pentru a-i afla misteriosul continut.Asa este si fericirea,o ciocolata ambalata din care vrei sa gusti cat mai rapid,dar pacat ca se termina repede,poate chiar foarte repede.De multe ori mi-am pus intrebarea,oare exista fericire cu adevarat?Hmm...sunt de parere ca nu exista fericirea deplina,exista doar stari de bine ce subconstientul te indeamna sa le numesti "fericiri".Afirm asta pentru ca legea vietii,aceea ca o minune dureaza doar 3 zile, niciodata nu da gres.Orice fericire aflata in punctul extazului se sfarseste mai repede decat ne asteptam ca apoi sa ne punem retorica intrebare "De ce ,Doamne?".Si eu am avut momente in care am afirmat : "Sunt fericita cu adevarat !" ,dar peste o saptamana am aflat ca inca durerile lasate de trecutul intunecat din spatele cortinei roz pe care mi-am creat-o singura inca ma mai striga,nu ma lasa sa merg in fata fara sa intorc capul,sa privesc in urma si sa simt cum inca dupa atata timp trecut mai exista o sfoara ce ma tine legata .Si imi vine sa tip,sa fug cat mai departe,sa zbier si sa spun "Vreau sa imi uit trecutul!!! Sa-mi stearga cineva din inima regretul viselor neimplinite!",dar nimeni nu imi va implini aceasta dorinta,si...cum sa vreau sa uit trecutul cand el face parte din mine?Cum sa il las in urma cand acolo este sufletul meu?Cum as putea sa privesc viitorul fara sufletul meu ,sa il las in spatele unui fals paravan vopsit in roz?Nu pot sa imi las propria-mi parte in spate ,si sa merg goala pe un drum plin de soare si lumina,nu pot,este sufletul meu,prima iubire,prima raza de soare in doi si prima persoana cu care am impartit totul luni de zile uitate intr-un calendar prafuit si uitat de venirea noului an.Chiar si acum dupa 8 luni,inca mai simt atingerea lui,inca il mai doreste sufletul si vreau sa fie fericit si iubit,dar daca ar mai fi sa il primesc din nou in viata mea nu cred ca as face-o.O sa va intrebati de ce?Am sa va raspund : de teama.Daca acum inca doare,urmatoarea data nici nu vreau sa ma gandesc cat de doborata as fi.In fine,am deviat de la subiect,am facut un 2 in 1(pacat ca nu mai este un 1 sa facem 3 in 1 :)) ),Deci,(numai profii de mate incep cu deci :)) )pe scurt fericirea nu exista ,decat o stare aparenta de bine ,poate chiar excesiva uneori.&lt;br /&gt;
Si totusi,fericirea,o pelicula dintr-un film de scurt metraj,o ciocolata intr-un ambalaj provocator,de durata sau nu,este o stare ce o cautam continuu,ca si cum am dori sa atingem infinitul si abisul.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Nu există fericire de care să-ţi aminteşti fără tristeţe." spuse filozoful meu preferat Octavian Paler in  "Rugaţi-vă să nu vă crească aripi"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/8687472593125918108/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=8687472593125918108&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/8687472593125918108?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/8687472593125918108?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/02/fericireao-ciocolata-ambalata.html' title='Fericirea,o ciocolata ambalata !'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3hsALBZLzI/AAAAAAAAACY/lgp6AtR4tPA/s72-c/Photo-0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkUNQHY8eyp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-7933969743318305066</id><published>2010-02-13T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:04:51.873-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:04:51.873-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><title>Valentine's Day sau Dragobete?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3bzQ4RF8NI/AAAAAAAAABw/9ai65VFvZ14/s1600-h/382577974_81b455909f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437801071403987154" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3bzQ4RF8NI/AAAAAAAAABw/9ai65VFvZ14/s320/382577974_81b455909f.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Valentine's Day a fost fortat introdusa in tara noastra pot spune din motive economice,pentru a castiga ceva mai mult toti comerciantii de pe piata romaneasca.In jurul acestei sarbatori,fetele sunt cele mai agitate,cautand cadouri pentru prietenii lor cat mai scumpe,mai pompoase pentru a le atrage atentia acestora.In schimb baietii cumpara ceva mai simplu,dar simbolic.Parerea mea este ca nu un cadou mai ieftin sau mai scump aduce mai multa dragoste intre parteneri,ci faptele pe care acestia le savarsesc pentru a-si demonstra iubirea unul fata de celalalt.&lt;br /&gt;
O a doua categorie de persoane o cuprind persoanele singure,care,majoritatea se intristeaza pentru ca nu au un prieten(a) cu care sa petreaca aceasta zi "mareata".Sincer,dupa cum spuneam nu trebuie sa ne intristam daca nu avem o persoana de sex opus langa noi,ganditi-va ca aveti de 2 ori mai multi prieteni alaturi cu care puteti petrece ziua distrandu-va mult mai bine,si ..in acelasi timp simtindu-va si liberi(pentru ca mai exista si baieti badarani care de exemplu joaca fotbal de Ziua Indragostitilor ,lasandu-si prietenele sa se uite la ei ,asa ceva nu se face mai nene!). In fine,pe scurt nu va mai intristati sau nu va mai agitati atata pentru un cadou,caci iubirea se exprima in fapte si in simtiri nu in cadouri.&lt;br /&gt;
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Acum sa  vorbim despre Dragobete: &lt;br /&gt;
"Dragobetele este o sărbătoare românească celebrată pe 24 februarie sau în unele locuri pe sau la 28 februarie, l, 3 şi 25 martie. Sărbătoarea de Dragobete este considerată echivalentul românesc al sărbătorii Valentine's Day, sau ziua Sfântului Valentin, sărbătoare a iubirii. Etimologia cuvântului a fost dezbătută de numeroşi etnologi şi filologi, propunându-se variate explicaţii pentru originea sa. Tradiţii se păstrează cu precădere în sudul şi sud-estul României.După 1990, românii au important de la occidentali Valentine's Day, sărbătorită pe 14 februarie şi considerată Ziua Îndrăgostiţilor.Au existat însă şi contestări ale acestei datini, unele persoane acordând o importanţă mai mare păstrării tradiţiilor autohtone şi, implicit, sărbătorirea zilei de Dragobete la 24 februarie în locul acesteia.Unele publicaţii sau companii au început să conducă campanii pro-Dragobete, sub sloganul „De Dragobete iubeşte româneşte!”.În România, celebrarea Sfântului Valentin a luat amploare datorită comercializării diferitelor produse având această tematică. " (sursa de inspiratie : Wikipedia.org )&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S: La multi ani tuturor ce poarta numele acestui sfant! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/7933969743318305066/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=7933969743318305066&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/7933969743318305066?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/7933969743318305066?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-sau-dragobete.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day sau Dragobete?'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3bzQ4RF8NI/AAAAAAAAABw/9ai65VFvZ14/s72-c/382577974_81b455909f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkYESX84fip7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-1229618779674075090</id><published>2010-02-13T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:01:48.136-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:01:48.136-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipocrizie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texte argumentative'/><title>Ipocrizia,o atitudine intalnita la orice colt de strada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3bjQ2pOWuI/AAAAAAAAABo/NNT8aSli_NM/s1600-h/masca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437783478782286562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3bjQ2pOWuI/AAAAAAAAABo/NNT8aSli_NM/s200/masca.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 152px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Ipocrizia o intalnim la orice colt de strada,la orice pas facut de noi.Este un defect al fiecaruia dintre noi,&lt;br /&gt;
un viciu innascut pot spune.Oricat de corecti am dori sa fim,sa spunem verde in fata ce ne apasa,exista momente in&lt;br /&gt;
care acest sentiment de ipocrizie ne alearga prin vene si nu ne lasa sa spunem adevarul,ne face sa devenim actorii&lt;br /&gt;
propriei noastre vieti si ne provoaca sa jucam aceasta scena de ipocrizie pe marele podium al vietii.Este o scena &lt;br /&gt;
dintr-o comedie nescrisa,o comedie inca transmisa pe cale orala,asemenea legendelor si a marilor opere si cronici&lt;br /&gt;
ce intai circulau oral din persoana in persoana.&lt;br /&gt;
Cautand si parerile altora despre acest subiect intitulat am gasit anumite expresii care mi-au atras atentia si pe care doresc sa vi le impartasesc si voua.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Ipocrizia este ambalarea in poleiala a unei realitati inconvenabile.Ipocrizia inseamna falsitate. Falsitate in actiuni si in vorbe. Afisarea unor valori si imbratisarea altora. A fi ipocrit nu inseamna a nu fi sincer." &lt;/i&gt;- Ceea ce mi-a atras atentia acestui raspuns a fost metaforizarea ipocriziei  intr-o poleiala de parca am vorbi de o ciocolata.Intr-adevar,cam asta este ipocrizia,purtarea unei masti intr-o situatie neconvenabila noua.&lt;br /&gt;
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Citind parerea Andreei Raicu pe blogul sau am gasit un comentariu caruia ii dau perfecta dreptate: &lt;i&gt;"Lumea a devenit rea…oameni astia fac orice pentru a-si atinge scopurile…calca in picioare ….mint cu nerusinare….dar masca asta a lor devine deja obicei…multi din ei se tem sa o mai dea la o parte…deoarece s-au pierdut demult pe ei insisi"&lt;/i&gt; -este chiar un pacat ca majoritatea calca in picioare si nu tin cont de reguli pentru a-si duce un scop pana la sfarsit,dar totusi ar trebui sa mai tina cont si de cei din jurul lor,pentru ca pe unii poate sa ii afecteze foarte rau acest lucru,si dau exemplu urmatorul comentariu citit pe blogul andreei raicu.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Stiti uneori e chiar nevoie sa porti masti!Caci atunci cand te ascunzi,joci teatru lumea din jur nu te cunoaste…si respectiv nu iti pot creea durere.am un mottou pe care mereu il pronuntz atunci cand cineva ma face un “clovn”ca nu sunt adevarat!!!eu raspund ca toata lumea ce ma inconjoara STIE DOAR CEEA CE VREAU EU CA EI SA STIE!shi imi e foarte ushor!da poate e problena ca cei din jur nu imi sunt prieteni…insa vreau sa va spun ca daca observi pe cineva ca isi pune o masca…e nevoie sa te intrebi:DE CE?caci unii din ei nu o fac ca sunt prea aroganti…ci pentru a isi ascunde unele gauri care pot sa doara!!"&lt;/i&gt; - si aici exista drepate si asta pentru ca nevoia de bine te impinge sa porti o masca,si aici pot da exemple multe,dar cel mai credibil este urmatorul:un copil a carui copilarie i-a fost furata,distrusa chiar de proprii parinti isi creeaza lumea lui tinand-o ca intr-un glob de cristal pe care il protejeaza pentru a nu se sparge.Datorita faptului ca poarta o durere in suflet de ani de zile din cauza ca parintii lui nu se poarta asa cum ar trebui cu el,copilul respectiv poarta o masca de zambet pe fata ,desi ... durerea sa poate fi citita cu usurinta doar privind in ochii lui.E trist ca sunt foarte multi copii nefericiti,carora nimeni nu le da o sansa pentru o a doua viata !&lt;br /&gt;
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"A afecta calităţi şi talente pe care nu le avem înseamnă a obliga pe ceilalţi să observe ridicolul şi defectele pe care le putem avea." (Oxenstierna)&lt;br /&gt;
"Lumea e atât de preocupată cu aparenţa, încât prea puţin îi pasă de realitate."&lt;br /&gt;
(Oxenstierna) &lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/1229618779674075090/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=1229618779674075090&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/1229618779674075090?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/1229618779674075090?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/02/ipocriziao-atitudine-intalnita-la-orice.html' title='Ipocrizia,o atitudine intalnita la orice colt de strada'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3bjQ2pOWuI/AAAAAAAAABo/NNT8aSli_NM/s72-c/masca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkcCQXg6fCp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-5901692358289476770</id><published>2010-02-08T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:01:00.614-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:01:00.614-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provocare'/><title>Provocarea zilei de Luni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://api.ning.com/files/DtxkXz9p2ClqzGSZm-UadVGKiqSkqudOSq6ZlqZ6gPIW4S2lMqlD6TylbAiZw0-n6ZJ84w1MacV5GmCYZANmT0KnJ1Sdjp3B/propunere2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://api.ning.com/files/DtxkXz9p2ClqzGSZm-UadVGKiqSkqudOSq6ZlqZ6gPIW4S2lMqlD6TylbAiZw0-n6ZJ84w1MacV5GmCYZANmT0KnJ1Sdjp3B/propunere2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 492px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 550px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma gandeam sa imi propuneti o tema pe care sa o dezbatem impreuna.Personal,mi se pare un joc interesant...deci,astept subiecte...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/5901692358289476770/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=5901692358289476770&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/5901692358289476770?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/5901692358289476770?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/02/provocarea-zilei-de-luni.html' title='Provocarea zilei de Luni'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkcAQ3w7fip7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-8164029230584492770</id><published>2010-01-31T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T14:00:42.206-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T14:00:42.206-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Betie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><title>Ma imbat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cu-dragoste.ro/poze%20site/98053_giP5LOxawNAb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.cu-dragoste.ro/poze%20site/98053_giP5LOxawNAb.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ma imbat  cu un parfum fumat de mult,&lt;br /&gt;
Ma imbat cu o amintire dulce-amaruie&lt;br /&gt;
Lasata de tine in al nostru colt de iubire,&lt;br /&gt;
Ma imbat cu un suras uitat intr-o poza prafuita&lt;br /&gt;
Ce de ziua mea mi-a fost daruita,&lt;br /&gt;
Ma imbat cu visele noastre apuse,&lt;br /&gt;
Caci azi au plecat si au ramas duse,&lt;br /&gt;
Ma imbat cu regretul neimplinirilor&lt;br /&gt;
Si cu un suras al amintirilor!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/8164029230584492770/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=8164029230584492770&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/8164029230584492770?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/8164029230584492770?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/01/ma-imbat.html' title='Ma imbat'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CU4NQ3w-fSp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-7511567540321064071</id><published>2010-01-31T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T13:59:52.255-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T13:59:52.255-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adio'/><title>Un ultim ramas bun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kofv8advX71qzamx2o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kofv8advX71qzamx2o1_400.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 583px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cad?ma ridic&lt;br /&gt;plang?incep sa rad&lt;br /&gt;ma simt la pamant&lt;br /&gt;ma mint singura&lt;br /&gt;si am o stare emo&lt;br /&gt;vreau sa evadez &lt;br /&gt;si sa rad k si cand as fi fumat hero&lt;br /&gt;nu vreau sa-mi sece lacrima de dor&lt;br /&gt;nu vreau sa sterg clipele din dormitor&lt;br /&gt;cand ne iubeam pana in zori&lt;br /&gt;te iubeam,ma iubeai&lt;br /&gt;te alintam,ma alintai..&lt;br /&gt;vise pictate multicolor&lt;br /&gt;si un strigat tare de mi-e dor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un vis purtat de valurile trecatoare&lt;br /&gt;o mare speranta autodistrugatoare&lt;br /&gt;un suspin si o piatra pe inima&lt;br /&gt;e tot ce mi-a ramas acum &lt;br /&gt;cand parca sunt intrata in moarte clinica.&lt;br /&gt;si  singura sunt pe drum..&lt;br /&gt;nu mai e nimeni sa ma sprijine acum&lt;br /&gt;sa imi spuna "totul va fi bine iubire"&lt;br /&gt;nu mai e nimeni sa ma alinte&lt;br /&gt;si sa ma iubeasca ca tine..&lt;br /&gt;unde esti?unde te-ai ascuns?&lt;br /&gt;fluturas rebel !&lt;br /&gt;intoarce-te din drum&lt;br /&gt;macar..pentru un ultim ramas bun!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/7511567540321064071/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986498004477832563&amp;postID=7511567540321064071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/7511567540321064071?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986498004477832563/posts/default/7511567540321064071?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-jurul-meu.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-ultim-ramas-bun.html' title='Un ultim ramas bun'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04980627739854543651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wY__VcFEkqM/S3c1T4NrSbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Vqt8kNQ1NgM/S220/Photo-0028.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CU4CSH8_eyp7ImA9WhVQE0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986498004477832563.post-4525995302555916435</id><published>2009-11-28T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T13:59:29.143-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-01T13:59:29.143-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragoste'/><title>Caut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caut un suras  intr-o raza de soare,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut o sperantza ca ma vei ridica in picioare,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut un albastru de cer senin&lt;br /&gt;
Care sa nu fie umplut cu venin,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut o lumina alba&lt;br /&gt;
Ce poate sa imi dea speranta,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut un chip inocent&lt;br /&gt;
In ochii caruia sa ma pierd,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut o urma de regret&lt;br /&gt;
Ca sa te gasesc,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut o fasie de fericire in falsul tau suras&lt;br /&gt;
Ca sa nu stiu ca ai plans&lt;br /&gt;
Caut o lacrima incoltita&lt;br /&gt;
Ce se fereste de lume sa fie vazuta&lt;br /&gt;
Doar pentru a  ma simti de tine iubita,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut fericirea negasita,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut o iubire imposibila,&lt;br /&gt;
Dar ce mai mult,&lt;br /&gt;
Caut sufletul pierdut&lt;br /&gt;
Caut privirea si iubirea ta&lt;br /&gt;
Ce ma oglindesc in ea!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Un suflet plapand,ce durerea o tinea ascunsa in suflet sta acum si te priveste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;un suflet ce alinarea sa e tristetea si prietenul sau singuratatea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Un suflet firav plange cu lacrimi pure caci i-a fost luata viata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Viata sa din vis,o viata inocenta careia surasul sau putin vizibil ii da culoare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Este o persoana timida ce si-ar dori sa aiba curaj sa poata spune ce o apasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Este acea fata care la iubire ca-n povesti viseaza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;O fata atat de speciala...ce nu a uitat sa viseze in lumea aceasta banala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Stiu..ai vrea si tu un astfel de suflet inocent,ce radiaza de puritate si se bucura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;de fiecare stea de pe cer,de fiecare zi,fiecare rasarit,fiecare apus,fiecare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;sarut,fiecare imbratisare a Soarelui ce ii incalzeste inima..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;stiu..ai vrea...un suflet ca al ei sa poti tine in palma ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Sa simti tot ce simte ea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Parca ar fi o poveste in care nu exista nimic altceva decat fericirea ei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;O fericire infinta...ce putini o simt cu adevarat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Dar ce pacat ca m-am trezit din visat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;si am realizat ca fata din vis,acel sufleth plapand este doar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Speranta zorilor ce ne improspateaza sufletul cu roua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;unei dimineti calde de vara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;E joi,ora 9 dimineata..Stau si imi savurez cafea ca in fiecare dimineata si ma gandesc la ce reprezint eu pe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;aceasta harta..pe harta vietii..sunt  doar un punct minuscul ce se zbate ca pestele pe uscat sa ajunga in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mijlocul oceanului,in liniste si pace si la altitudine inalta aspirata de o viata intreaga.Asta suntem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Priveam un wallpaper in care un om se afla in fata unei porti imense pe un fundal intunecat si m-am gandit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ce sunt eu pe aceasta lume?Dar tu ce esti?Te-ai intrebat vreodata?Suntem fiinte care vesnic lupta si se &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;straduiesc sa ajunge la un nivel inalt in jungla aceasta cotidiana,sa simta ca au facut ceva important in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;viata si ca au ajuns la cota maxima.Fiecare dintre noi are momente bune dar si momente grele si fiecare &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;dintre noi le duce cum poate,cu lacrimi,suspine,singuratate sau impreuna cu prietenii de'o viata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiecare se descurca cum considera el mai bine in jungla aceasta de asfalt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  De majoritatea datilor avem impresia ca nu putem rezista problemelor cotidiene si avem falsa dorinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;de a sinucide tot ce am realizat pana atunci,de a ajunge un cadavru solitar intr-un cavou de lemn la 2m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;altitudine joasa,cand,de fapt,atunci trebuie sa ne ridicam din noroi,sa ne stergem si sa continuam cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;forte proaspete,atunci trebuie sa gasim puterea de a ajunge in punctul dorit,de a ajunge la ziua aceea cu un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;superb rasarit ce iti incalzeste inima si caruia ii surazi indiscret intr-un colt al gurii gandind pozitiv in &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;provinta zilei ce va urma,pentru ca:un rasarit de neuitat alaturi de persoana iubita,iubirea acesteia,prietenii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;din jurul tau si dorinta ta de lupta cu viata te fac sa nu renunti niciodata la ceva ce iti doresti cu adevarat si nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;te lasa sa iti ucizi visele si sperantele cu ganduri negre,pline de un fum negru inecacios ce se numesc ganduri pesimiste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;   De-a lungul vietii trecem prin diferite ipostaze in care suntem nevoiti sa luam decizii care ne pot schimba modul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;de viata,dar asta nu trebuie sa ne sperie,si, tot de-a lungul vietii avem norocul de a invata din greseli si de a nu le &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mai repeta,de a iubi intens,de a ne bucura de fiecare clipa petrecuta alaturi de cineva,de a simti fericirea chiar daca &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;dureaza o secunda,important este ca EXISTA!! si de aceea atunci cand totul ti se pare un cer negru ce aduce dupa sine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;numai ploi si vant rece ce te poate ingheta,adu-ti aminte ca viata este frumoasa asa cum este ea,fara efecte speciale,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;si,ca azi poate a fost furtuna,dar maine va fi o zi calda de vara,deci niciodata nu inceta sa mergi chiar daca drumul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;vietii ti se pare fara final,vei gasi altitudinea maxima si vei sti ca esti un campion/campioana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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